When had she taken that from my pocket? The gondola was venting steaming quietly as she yanked me past the flowers in my front garden to the door. I w...s about to tell her it was locked when she held up my key. Was there anything she hadn’t stolen from me? When the door opened she pushed me inside and shut it behind us. “Are you going to kill me?” I asked, my voice higher than usual, a tremor of panic running through each word. “No,” she smiled, her voice sounding like warm honey running into my. Slowly, I fingered her, gradually increasing my tempo until she had another orgasm. I pulled my finger out and watched her asshole close up. I got off my knees and unzipped my trousers, taking out my penis and coming to stand beside her at the receptionist desk. She found my erect cock under the table and began to stroke me as she rounded up her conversation. She looked at me, then scanned the hotel lobby. It was empty so she got under the desk and took me into her mouth. I leaned on the. Then he'd reached down behind her knees and lifted her off the floor, simultaneously spreading her legs and slamming her back against the door as he thrust into her.It was overwhelming. Almost like... The Director's Cut of her fantasy had suddenly filled her mind: being held down and used like a slave-girl on the restaurant table. Oh God, oh God, oh God....She'd come almost immediately, letting out an animal-like groan as she did. Then she'd wrapped her legs around David's waist, meeting his. When he did come home he was usually so tired that we seldom went out or did anything, so I almost never got out of the house. I just cooked and cleaned and waited for my husband to come home from work. Our sex life also suffered. When we were first married we had sex almost every day, sometimes more than once a day, even when I was having my periods. Now if I get a quickie once or twice a week before he falls asleep, I am doing well. I had always heard that a pregnant woman got hornier and now.