After a minute or two, my body took over and I found my hand pushing his head down toward my shorts. It was just a gentle push and it was all the inv...tation he needed. In one motion, he slid the front of my shorts down and his lips found my cock. Moving up and down with a slow tenderness. I slid off my shorts and shirt and threw them on the floor. I would not be needing them anymore. At that point I laid back on the bed and let Eric work my cock. By now my cock was fully erect and once. She was no baby. She was the hottest woman I had ever seen. I could barely form the word. “Yes” I said. She smiled and got up off the bed. She went over to the expensive stereo the hotel room had and selected some sexy jazz. She placed a padded chair in the middle of the room and with her finger beckoned me to come sit in it. I moved like a zombie and obeyed her. As I sat down she started moving to the music. The jeans she was wearing looked painted on her ass. Slowly she reached down and. I own you for the week, between the hours of 8:25 and 2:15. You will fuck who I tell you, and suck who I tell you. You were the one stupid enough to email me with your fantasies. Now get your ass into the bedroom!" I slowly walked into the bedroom, trying to think of how to get out of this week. I mean, how pissed off could my husband get, the emails, he might understand, but the pictures of me and the dog, he definitely wouldn't like. There would be a divorce for sure, and I sure as hell. “Sam, you and I can’t just cut Owen out of his place in the family. Since the adoption he is their father too, not just their stepfather. Can you and I agree on that much? I mean you’re their main daddy, and Owen and I and everybody recognizes that, but . . .”“But?” I said.“But, he has been there for them. You didn’t come home to us when you should have, and that was your bad. But, that said, I surely do understand your reasons and everything. So, I guess what I’m hoping for here is a little.