"Donna led Les to the elevator and to the fifth floor. She approached a door labeled 527-ABC. "This is my suite," she said."Yours is 527 and mine is 2...7," he remarked."Yeah ... I hadn't noticed." She unlocked the door. Inside was an open room with a sofa, a table and some chairs. "This is the common lounge," she explained. "Over there is the bathroom." You have a little kitchen?" With a fridge and microwave," she replied, "but no stove. The suites sleep six." It's sort of the same concept as. She handed me her small hand bag to hold on to. It had her cell phone in it so I would be unable to contact her. I asked where she would do the deed? She said his motel room and that she would call me from the motel afterwards. I left and started walking around, as I looked at the cars my mind was on what my wife might be doing. I had looked at every car twice and even ate a couple of hamburgers, I was beginning to get worried about my wife. I went to our car and sat to wait. After a half hour. As soon as her climax subsided she grabbed my head like a ball. Her fingernails digging in to my jaw and neck as she pulled me upward."Fuck Me!" Again she was commanding. "Hurry up! I want your cock in me, now!"She began kissing me wildly, never letting go of my head.Through her kisses, she said, "Get your cock in your wife's pussy." I was at a fevered pitch and as quickly as I could, I obeyed. She was so wet and ready that my entry seemed to be at light speed. The heat of her engulfing my. She loves being fingered, but she reckons that none of us understand what makes a woman cumThe full bladder, bursting for a pee thing, makes her concentrate harder and hold her pelvic muscles, making for stronger orgasm when it does happen.I asked the husband about the cuming on her clothes and it's a thing of her's. Every day she has to dress up accordingly for her job, so to have her expensive clothes covered in cum is something of a turn on, a sort of rebellion. Plus he said, when he fucks.