And he gets bored. I have a full cart full of merchandise and walking the aisles. I notice this nice looking black guy holding his semi erect cock in ...is hand through his loose shorts. It looked huge and I could tell it was thick and hard. I followed him around trying to get the courage to take him back to the restrooms. He was still holding it when I finally came up in front of him and grabbed his hand and asked him if he wanted to use what he had in his hand? He had a questionable look on his. The load of steel was supposed to be at the job site mid afternoon. It finally showed up at 7:00 pm. It took me two hours to get it unloaded. I tried to call Tracie and let her know that I was running late, but my calls just went to voice mail. I hurried up and drove home, took a shower and changed into my good clothes. I then raced to the hotel, and it was almost 10:00 pm when I arrived.I stood off to the side of the big ballroom, getting my bearings and looked for Tracie. I spotted her a. I logged into xHamster to see what was going on and to look at a few photos. After 20 minutes or so, I logged off and entered the bedroom. What I found was the best present of the day.My wife had finished her bath and was laying on our king sized bed completely naked. She is a wonder to behold and I just stopped and gazed. The smile on her face was partial because her fingers were furiously fingering her wet pussy and partial because she knew I wanted her. Her left hand was rubbing and twisting. Ken could think of plenty of other things that body was practical for. And plenty of those things he'd pay good money to do with her.But no, she turned, gave him a haughty stare and settled into what he assumed was some kind of fancy martial arts stance.Ken shook his head. If those morons thought they were going to derive some entertainment from watching an over-inflated dominatrix beat the shit out of a pathetic, desk-bound banker they were about to get a shock.He held up his fists and assumed.