However, they didn’t seem to be having much success, and suddenly what must’ve been a senior member of staff shouted, “Enough.”Dale and George...both felt that the voice sounded just so authoritative and were surprised when the lights went back on and they saw that the member of staff sounding so authoritative was actually quite young, probably nineteen or twenty-years-old. In fact, they remembered having walked past that young lady in the foyer and saw her nametag, ‘Lucy,’ and Dale and George. She was such an adorable and sexy wife that every man wished for. I decided to get her in my bed.We were texting regularly. And soon, it changed to sexting.She: You know about him (husband), everyone thinks I’m not able to conceive, but only I know he is incapable of that. He is a drunkard.I just saw her message. I was lost in her thoughts.She: You there?Me: I was thinking about something else.She: What?Me: If you were my wife, I would never leave your desire incomplete.I wish I were your. Holding him in my mouth for a bit, I then started licking his balls and the shaft more. Down the shaft and then sliding one ball in my mouth, then the second and then back to his shaft with my tongue. When I got to the tip, my tongue darted all over the soft head and I lowered my mouth again, just rubbing my lips on the head of his dick. He moaned and thrust up into my mouth, slowly fucking my mouth. I knew he liked it as I could hear him moan when I would slobber on the head. I moved up. "Goodnight, Hawk. Sweet dreams," she said with a smile that said she knew what I would be dreaming of, and then she closed the door behind her.I slowly stripped, putting my clothes in the chair, and padded into the bathroom to take a long, cold shower. I didn't expect it to help and I was right. When I was done, it still took an hour for me to nod off into a dream-filled sleep.The next morning, after tossing and turning, I finally dragged myself out of bed, showered and dressed before heading.