“I want to fuck a married man!” she moaned into his ear before her tongue began to lick his earlobe.Jack thought his balls would empty on the spot...as her hand found his bulge and squeezed it. Just then the old lady reappeared with the two glasses of cheap wine. Jack reached in his wallet and handed her a twenty as he pulled Beth out of the booth and headed for the door as Beth squealed with delight.A few minutes later Jack and Beth fumbled with the key to room 126 at the Relax Inn. Both of them. It was now twelve-thirty and Adnan was in a foul mood.The place was an abandoned iron foundry in a desolate area about five klicks out of the city. The foundry was the current focus of a financial scandal involving a bank manager and the owner. Apparently, the manager approved substantial loans to the foundry for a handsome consideration despite knowing that the business was about to collapse. I had scouted the area earlier on and discovered nobody lived within a mile of the place. They saw my. I decided halfway through to make some major changes to my intended storyline, so it’s been a work in progress. I’m still pondering what direction the ‘novel’ will take after this chapter, so I’m open for suggestions, though unless I decide to change it again, I have a good chunk written. As always, thanks for reading. ******* ******* ******* ******* *** Three years *** Sarah yawned, stretching languidly in ‘her’ big leather chair in the corner of Taylor’s Georgetown brownstone. Her. ” She said as she let go of his cock.Bill now pushed her flat on the ground and starts to fuck her as fast, hard and deep as he could. He was on the verge of blowing his wad deep in her pussy, when Haas ran in.“That pig… he gave us the wrong combination. If it had an alarm, police will be here soon. We have five minutes top.” Haas said, breathing very hard and fast.Bill let out a sigh as he withdrew from Raven and went after Haas, making inaudible sounds, quickly putting his pants back on.“Yo.