More tingles, more shocks to my system, building the intensity as those fingers started to roll the nipples. First a light touch, then a firmer one as...his cock reached further into my depths. I leaned down closer when he ran his hands back down to my hips, leaning close enough that my nipples brushed against the hair on his chest. My breathing started to shorten as my rocking motion picked up more speed. There was that feeling again, that burning inside me, that searching, that yearning. I was. I grabbed one of my backpacks from my camping gear on the garage wall. I packed it with an extra pair of shoes, two pairs of jeans and several polo shirts. Then I retrieved my softball equipment bag. I got into my now loaded SUV and drove downtown to the Hampton Inn.If not for the assault charges I would have just driven in the direction I was pointing and kept driving. In my mind being a little cheat is like being a little pregnant. So, a divorce was a given. The only question was how much I. " When I remained silent, she snapped "Well, DOYOU!" "Yes, yes, I like it." Damn, just when I started to feelcomfortable around her, she'd turn back into the bitch from hell.She hadn't done a thing to harm me, but I was already emotionallydrained. "Good." Slapping my ass, she told me to relax. "Relax, yousissy fag, or I'll make you relax." Gulping, I did as shecommanded, then winced as I felt her finger worm its way into myass. "I'm told these are your favourite brand," she. Jason just smiled again and gave her butt cheek a serious slap. It stung. "Quiet," he said. "This is part of the adventure."Sarah quieted but didn't lose any of her agitation. She could hear the elevator mechanism gently whirring in the background.Jason again glanced at the clock and then stood up. Leaning over, he kissed her ear and whispered, "Now don't go anywhere." And he was gone. Sarah was left to writhe in her bondage. This she did for just a half minute. Then, realizing how hopeless.