"I pull her close and look in her eyes, "I want you." She smiles and looks up at me. I can tell she feels like I appreciate her, like I think she's sp...cial. She is, but she's still my bitch."Yes, I want you. I want you bad. Fuck me," she says in a breathy voice. I can tell she's turned on. Probably already wet. I slide my left hand around to her front torso and start lightly rubbing my thumb around her left nipple, feeling it get hard. My right hand goes for the snatch, pushing aside her. 'I could rub some cream gently all the way to the tops of those lovely legs.....just to make sure you don't get sunburned!' he laughed again. Mary felt a little shiver go up her spine at the thought.'Stop it, Bert, stop being a dirty old man again,' but, secretly, Mary was enjoying the flirting once more. She was enjoying him admiring her body and teasing her and then, suddenly, casting caution to the wind and being brave beyond reason, she said,'Why don't you get some more exercise and walk. Our voices became a cacophony of unrecognizable utterances. She began her low pitched animalistic moans, the kind that always ended in a crescendoed shriek known to penetrate thin hotel walls.As I pumped as fast as I could in her, I released her throat and squeezed both her tits in my firm grasp. We both grunted hard as our bodies slammed together like a finely tuned machine. She leaned forward, laying her chest on mine as I bucked wildly inside her. I slapped her ass cheeks hard, then slipped. ..and this" I grunted as I pounded hard into her.I dropped her off at work at ten after two and gave Brian a call and he told me he was done. All that was left was to get through the rest of the week and the weekend. It would all be over Monday or Tuesday at the latest.++++++++++++++++++++The balance of the week was normal for us. We had sex on Friday night and on Saturday she woke me with a blow job and then fixed breakfast while I showered. After breakfast I went off to play golf and when I.