After the awards ceremony, I won, naturally, so, me and my girlfriend Karen went up to my hotel room to celebrate with a hot night of sex, but, I was ...ust not that into it. I mean, Karen tried her best to get me in the mood, groping me all over, tonguing me with extreme force, taking her dress and bra off, leaving her just in her panties and leggings. Normally, I would take her right then and there, but, something was on my mind. She asked:"What's wrong, honey?"I just looked into her concerned. Millstones! You'll rot in hell." Moses," she asked, frightened by his loud ire, "please show the gentleman to the door."Furious, Sinclair sprayed spittle at her as he cried, "We will not forget this, woman. You'll see! When this foul rebellion is over, you'll pay!" He turned and strode out. "Damn you to hell," he cried as he left, slamming the door closed and making the brass knocker bounce.Anne went to the kitchen and drank some water, happy with the clear taste. She found her shawl, saddled. I gently pulled her hand away and moved around behind her. Since I was taller than her I could still watch the action. Suzie knew I was still limp so she didn’t flinch when I moved on top of her back to have my dick pushed down between her legs to lay against her soaked pussy.“I don’t think I can keep quiet if you start to do it to me,” she whispered in my ear.She didn’t have to worry because I wanted to be like this so I could watch the kids below and reach under her to rub her clit. Suzie. Earlier this year I quit my job and started working as a freelancer. This also implied not having to go to the office and working from home. However, my wife continues to do a regular job, which gives me lot of “home alone” time. The thing about being a freelancer is that when you have work, you have loads of it and when you don’t, you are free even on weekdays. In my mind, the combination of being free and home alone is lethal. It certainly makes me horny. Very horny. It is during one such.