Can you do that again in the morning when I'm off?" "Love to, when will that be?" "I get off at 7am, will you be up?" "I'll be sure to catch a nap ...o I will be," he smiled. He went back to his room and I changed back into my clothes and went back to the desk. I called my husband. "Hey babe" he said, "what have you been doing?" "cumming," I purred. "Was it good?" "Mhmm" I relayed the story to him and told him I was going back for more after work. "well have fun. Tell me about it. We had another drink in front of us which I planned on being my last one. Tom left to use the restroom and Debi seemed much more forward. She said, “That belly dancer likes you. I’m kind of jealous. If I wasn’t married, I’d be after you too!” To me, that was the ultimate compliment. Just then, the bartender handed me a note. It said, ‘Meet me in room 716 at 7:30. Kim, your belly dancer.” I showed the note to Debi. She said, “I told you! Are you going?” I said, “Hell yes I’m going. Did you see. Right then I pull my dick out and your eyes are glued to how swollen it is...you stare at it for a few seconds before you walk over and kneel down and start sucking my dick. You tell me you haven’t been fucked in a while and you’re craving a young cock to fill your pussy up. You demand me to eat your pussy and I go down without hesitation, you put your hand on the back of my head as a stick my tongue inside your pussy...it’s so sweet I say. I finally put a finger and you smile, and lean your. I'm not going to cry, though the embarrassment is something I can feel within my chest. Is that even possible? I took a risk, a big risk, and I fell flat on my face. Thank goodness no-one else saw.I form a new plan, a new idea. I don't want to lose her. I'll find a way to apologise, say sorry, and make it up to her next time we both have curtains open and lights on. Yes, that's it.I go get my phone, expecting a message from Mum to drag me back into the real world.Huh? Not Mum, an unknown.