Good thing one came along on the trip.”“You’re talking about Sara, I hope,” I said hopefully. “Are you two on the same page again?”“Don�...�t know about the same page, but we definitely fit in the same bed,” he grinned a pancake grin.But it occurred to me that Sara had been with me, with us, most of the night. So what could have happened with... ?“Son of a bitch,” I grinned. The con was on.“What?” Bud stopped in mid-shovel.“I just decided I wanted some pancakes, too,” I said. What I was thinking. Standing around forlong periods was always much more uncomfortable for me than walking inthem. In the lobby, a middle aged man spoke to Danny and said theywere going to start the presentation straight away as they were goingto be behind schedule. All I could think about was going to retrievemy bra, as Danny ushered me ahead of him into the hall where about 30seats had been set out. I glanced over to the room we had vacated in ahurry to see it was in use. As soon as it was free I would go over. He moaned and whispered how good it felt. I slipped my tongue up underneath the base of his cock and slowly moved my mouth there until I was softly chewing that spot.He pulled away again, took off his shirt, and asked what I wanted to do. I replied, "swallow your load." He sat back onto the bench seat, and I went to work, putting my right hand into action, pumping his cock into my mouth, letting my thumb slip over the sensitive underside, milking his cock for sweet cum. I felt him stiffen, then. He bit her lips and she felt her legs turn to mush. It took everything she had to stay on her feet as they kissed. She wanted him, and she wanted him now. The elevator got his floor and they walked down the hall to his suite. He opened the door for her and as soon as she entered the room and he closed the door she moved from being that good wife to being a slut, a slut that was going to live out hers and her husband's fantasy with another man.He did not wait for her to turn around; he grabbed.