Hotspring resort mistake: A shy hotwife transformation story
Marissa Reed

But her husband had to jam out at the last second, and he sent his petite April to spend the night alone with his big friend.
She had already packed the kind of things a shy woman would whose husband was planning a romantic getaway. When she arrived and changed in the other man’s room alone, she nearly broke down with nerves imagining being exposed like that, faced with having to go down to find him amidst all the other big, brusk and loud men in the steaming Romanesque pool.
But by the next morning, everything in her that was reticent and uncertain had broken down and fallen away.
She asked her husband about staying a second night, and marvelled at how he seemed to grin at the prospect.