Stephanie was reserved but at the same time a bit playful which made her very intriguing to me.It stated when I checked into my hotel downtown for a w...ekend of visiting with friends. Stephanie was working as a housekeeper and was hanging out at the front desk when I arrived. She was quiet as I checked in but I could feel her looking at me and I looked up and gave her a quick smile. I thought nothing of it as I headed off to my room on the third floor to get settled in for the night. As is. My own wedding ring with a single diamond seemed dowdy by comparison.Everything about me seemed dowdy by comparison, and yet, here she was, this gorgeous blonde with the palest blue eyes was leaning in, her lips inches from my skin. I could feel her breath of my neck as she whispered words into my ear.Her voice dripped honeyed words of seduction. I glanced at the clock on the wall above the bar. I wasn’t expected home for hours. Her index finger drew patterns on my wedding ring as she smiled. I was licking her pussy again and started pressing her ass.What a sight which I never thought even in my dreams. Just wanted to capture the moment as it might not happen again, I took my mobile and took a pic of her. Though it was wrong I could not control seeing such a lady nude.I removed my jetti and freed my rod which was already rock hard. I slowly moved on top of her and positioned my rod on my annis pussy. As she was not conscious it felt hard to penetrate, but after few strokes, I moved. However, once again he was surprised at the reaction he got as George threw back his head and laughed, genuinely tickled at the thought. ‘Oh please do pal! That frigid bitch would believe a lot of shit about me. Nothing short of murder most likely, but believe I screwed a fudge packer? Nuh-uh. No way. She hates faggots just as much as I do! She’d blow your fucking head clean off! Ha, ha, ha, ha.’ George was rapidly working to hysteria as the giggling continued. Kristoff shrugged and started to.