Kim impatiently waits for the elevator doors to open. It’s been almost a week since her last rendezvous, and she is teeming with excitement.
An hour earlier, she was riddled with guilt.
Kim’s cover stories of her friend Amy having problem after problem are getting old. She knows her husband suspects her of cheating. She’s getting sloppy with her excuses and he caught her in a lie. He started spending more time at home and wants to take her out to dinner, but Kim’s heart isn’t in it anymore. She wants to leave for her secret meeting, and nothing Jeff said could stop her from going. He looked devastated when Kim said she must go and help her friend. She can’t get Jeff’s sad face out of her head.
Kim presses the elevator button continuously. “Dammit.”
The doors finally opens and six people with luggage rolling behind them, were the cock blocking culprits. Kim enters the elevator and presses the close door button to speed her ride. When the elevator doors finally open, Kim exits with haste, and pulls a key card out her bag. With one swipe, she was able to enter the hotel room. Brian is sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting patiently. His shirtless body is a masterpiece, and he is enjoying a glass of wine. She throws her duffel bag on the floor and drops her trench jacket, revealing her petite, naked body. Unable to break his gaze, he leans towards the nightstand and sits his glass of wine down.
He stands up, towering over her and grabs her waist, pressing her breasts into his chiseled abs. She’s standing on her tiptoes so she can meet his kiss. His 6’4” frame pulls her up more and they tease each other kissing slowly and slipping tongue. Their bodies soon became heated and the passionate kissing turns into biting, licking and sucking each other’s faces. He loses the war of wills and he throws her to the bed and continues the vigorous actions down her entire body. He settles on her sweet spot and takes his time pleasing her. She bites her lip, trying to resist his pleasures, but soon her lip quivers when she succumbs `to his will. She’s breathless.
Brian looks at Kim, smiling over his handiwork. “A man who can do that shouldn’t have to beg to see you.”
“Don’t start that now. It’s a mood killer. I risked a lot to come see you.” Kim sits upright. “He knows something’s going on.”
“He’s not keeping you happy. You should tell him about us.”
“No. I should try and work on my marriage.”
“Why are you forcing yourself to be with someone you’re not attracted to anymore?”
“Dammit Brian! I’m putting my kids first.” Kim shakes her head. “Why don’t you try to put your son first and stop trying to break up his marriage?”