I thought that she will reject it. But after 30 seconds she agreed to it. I was over the moon. I was pretty sure that that day I will go lil further a...d try to have her for myself. I did a bit of preparations. I cooked a simple Indian meal as soon as my wife went to work. I finished all my phone calls for work in the morning itself. I made sure my work ppl wont call me or expect me to respond till 3 pm. I even got a pack of condoms just incase I get the chance. She came home at around 12 pm.. She grabbed my right hand and lowered it between us to her crotch.“Finger fuck me. Finger me off. I wanna cum fast and hard!”My fingers went inside the waistband of her slacks and her panties. I went directly to her pussy. Her hot wet pussy. My forefinger went up and down her slit for a moment before I pushed it into her cunt.She moaned and pushed harder against me. I stroked my finger in and out. Then my middle finger joined in. Her legs spread wider. I bent my wrist a bit and got a better. I knocked on the door and shouted “Pizza delivery”. When the door opened a woman, quite a bit older than me, told me to come in. The room was a typical motel room; two twin beds, a small table, a dresser and a TV. The woman was dressed in what I can only describe as biker clothing. Leather boots, leather skirt, leather vest, and she even had a leather hat on. When I entered the room, she directed me to put the pizza on the table. I immediately noticed something was not right. On one of the. Katie quickly got up and almost ran, still naked, to the bathroom down the hall. Christina was standing there in a pink, lacy bra and panty set.She had a body Katie had always been jealous of. A slender waist, large tits, and an ass that every guy they knew wanted to fuck, even a few relatives. And the cherry on top was her wavy, blonde hair, cascading down past her shoulders. "Where the fuck were you", Christina said. "I almost pissed myself". "I'm sorry, mistress", Katie said, using the title.