A trail of his seed seeps out of my slit and trails down my bare thigh, the inside of my calf. A reminder of where he had been. The shower was still w...t from when he had cleansed himself only an hour before, removing any traces of my perfume, my taste, my mark. I was the other woman. I was the one he fucked like a whore before going home and tucking his children into bed. Guilt, shame, and anger mixed together in my blood. I had been so effortlessly wrapped around his touch. His taste. His. First he had to find the lingerie department. Then shemade him stand while she showed him pair after pair of panties. She madehim pick a size and a style and she even asked him if he wanted to wearthem home.Finally he made his way back to the hotel room door. This time when heknocked it opened wide. But his Mistress was not standing there. It wasa hotel maid."Where is the lady who is checked in here?" he stammered."There is no lady here," the maid said. "The guest checked out nearly. I will have shelter and food, at least, though there is always risk being a Maharian in Lotharis. Princess Kasimira has a man on the inside of the castle, close to Prince Randall. It is he who will arrange the meeting, and I’ll be able to pass on the information. Of course, there is still the return trip I’ll have to make. No one ever said working to end a war was any easier than fighting in one.’ His smile was baleful. ‘The mission would already have been a loss, if not for you.’ ‘I only did. She was grabbing the sheets and rolling her head back and forth while letting out a long scream. "Aghhhhhhhhh fuuuuck." I was finally done and we all got off the bed, leaving Mom there, sobbing. The two guys that were with her when I got there pulled on their clothes and left. I went around and untied her. She sat up and pulled the sheet up over her chest. "Paul, I can't have sex with you. You're my son and you're only 18." I looked at her, "You can and you have and you will. It's.