She's smiling insecurely and puts a finger to her lips, indicating I need to keep quiet about this, and then opens the door slightly. I smile back and...slowly squeeze past her, while my hand brushes across her breast as if by accident. She looks at me surprised, I look back unflinching. My hand rests a little too long on her tits. She notices I'm serious and her submissive side comes forth.She follows me into the tight attendants-bathroom and pulls the door close behind her. I grab her and place. She had gotten the voicemail demanding she meet him here at 4:30 p.m. when she had finished work for the day. She especially couldn’t understand why he asked to meet her in a dive like this. As a prosecutor, she tried to keep away from any and all things that could in any way damage her career as the D.A.’s up and coming new attorney mastermind and this place had scandal written all over it. The Chance Motel was known for renting rooms on an hourly basis and she had recognized a few girls in. I watched with amazement as he came toward me with his long dick but then got right in front of the bitch and then I heard her start sucking his dick and him saying thing like "Yeah you like that don't you bitch" or " MMMM you fucking women really no how to give head." After like two mintues of intense sucking and slurping I heard him let out a loud ass moan and then hearing her scream of surprise signaling that he had erupted his cum all over her . When he got up I saw that a lot. For the first time, she began to realize the seriousness of her actions, and to wonder about their consequences. In the back of her mind, she had assumed that Mike would not find out. She also believed that nothing that she did would make him turn against her! Had she been wrong? Was Mike sick and tired of her, her bitchy, demanding ways, her lack of consideration for him? But I love him, I still do! her mind protested. She had to tell him, tell him now, ask for his forgiveness, get his.