She looked quickly at him but his eyes where closed. She wondered if he was thinking of someone else while he pressed on with this sex act. It could...not be called making love, there was nothing between them anymore. She had found out about the women he would see on his frequent business trips. She only hoped he would wear a condom when he paid these whores to fuck him. Her investigator had followed him and had all the proof she needed.She whispered to him, “roll on your back, I will milk. Her boss had kept her working late at the office, but on the upside, the overtime money would help make a dent in her debts.That had kept her from changing into her club gear, but she figured what she was wearing was passable, and she didn't mind all that much. Harry, her last minute date, wasn't very proficient at dancing, and with all the young bitches so anxious to impress by throwing themselves at any available guys within proximity, no one else had bothered to ask her to dance. Not that. I was now beyond caring of what he would think. I asked him if he would allow me to have sex with Arvind for once and for that I was willing to do anything that he would wish for. I even told him that I would try and get him any friend or relative of mine with whom he would like to have sex with. I even told him that even now I was thinking that I was having sex with Arvind just like the way it was being done in the movie. My moanings and the name of Arvind gave my hubby another kick and I. Strangle there isn’t anyone on this floor just as there wasn’t on the previous. At the very least he doesn’t have to worry about collateral damage.Once he is finished, he finds a spot at the end of the hall and waits. He waits for his partner to come bursting through the door of the stairwell. And he waits and he waits. When it doesn’t happen, he starts to worry. When he hears the voice behind him, he knows that something is definitely wrong.“Don’t worry little human,” the voice says. “At least.