When her cries of pleasure changed to cries of desperation, I let her pull away from my face. She collapsed on top of me, and she started sobbing. I c...uld feel her burning tears dripping off of her face onto my leg. She still had me mostly pinned, so the best I could do at comforting her was to caress her butt and lower back. I was happy that the blindfold had fallen off, and I was able to watch her face. When she finally started to get control again, I quietly asked, "What's the matter,. But she didn't have to, he knew, he wanted her.She turned to leave, grabbing the handle of the door, when she felt him behind her, his hand grabbing her arm, spinning her, his big body against her, she looked up, startled.His large strong hand on her neck, grabbing her hair, tilting her head back, "You are a fine looking lady, do you always flirt with the workman" What are you doing, god, get off me, what, who do think you are" he voice was raised, she was trying to maintain her dignity, her. But the lights didn't come on.Maybe she'd fallen asleep.Then I heard her disembodied voice from some distance. "I'm over here," she said. "In the bed." I'm going to turn on a light," I said."No. Leave it, please." Are you -- really in bed?" It's a hotel room. There aren't that many other places to be." This isn't a good idea," I said."What?" Being -- in bed together." We're only going to cuddle -- remember?" Yeah, but... it's... a bad idea." Are you afraid you won't be able to -- control. We sat down and had a drink first, talking about casual things. I squirmed in my chair and found it hard to concentrate on anything but the thought of sex. I wanted his cock deep up my arse again; I wanted to feel as good as I had a few weeks ago. I continued to think of it and felt dampness between my legs as we casually sat there talking. He leaned forward and touched me, running his hand up my leg. I pressed my lips against his eagerly and stood up, walking to the bedroom. I threw my show.