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Part Time Wife 2

... was staying.

“Dawson.” I hesitated, then continued saying, “Dawson, you can tell, can’t you?"

He leaned toward me and kissed my lips this time. My response was immediate, with a repeat kiss. “Yes, I can. Shall we have dinner before or after we go to my room? I vote for afterward, but if you’re too hungry to wait?”

He stood up, took my hand, and led me to the elevators without a word of objection from me. I was shivering as we got on and went to the twentieth floor. This was so different than Boston. He knew I’d submit to him; let him fuck me. How much did he know? I was afraid that he knew how far he could push me. It was farther than I had thought possible. What would I refuse him? I couldn’t think of anything that I might refuse.

When we got off the elevator, he started left but stopped a few feet down the hall. He had my hand, pulled me closer, and kissed me again. When I felt his fingers unbuttoning my blouse, I almost couldn’t stand. He finished unbuttoning my blouse and slipped it off my shoulders, exposing my bra. His tongue was exploring my mouth, and he was fumbling with my bra, unfastening it. I was naked from the waist up, in the hall, already.

I was whimpering, making little sounds of obedience, his name, and the word yes. I would have let him take me right there in the hall. Instead, he had me half naked, and he kissed my tits with light nibbles on my nipples.

He scooped up my blouse and bra, and we went further down the hall. I was waiting for ...

... someone to come out of their room. I wanted someone to come out and see me. I wanted to knock on the doors so they would see me.

How much further will I go for him? I just don’t know. I absolutely don’t know.

When he opened the door to his room, he pulled me inside and caged me against the closed door. My trousers ended up on the ground around my ankles, together with my panties. He unbuckled his belt, and I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down.

Yes, his cock. I’d never touched one this massive; he was just like all the fever dreams I’d had. I wanted to feel it in me. Not later, now. I took it and guided it to my, God, my white married pussy.

“Dawson, just fuck me, right here, like this. I want your cock, please.” I could hear more whimpering in the room, and I realized it was coming from me. He forced it in slowly. He had to do it slowly to get it inside me. It was the third stroke before I could feel that it was completely inside me.

I closed my eyes and savored the sensations of complete bliss. I could feel my climax approaching, and I heard a scream as I fell over the edge. My muscle spasms pulled him over with me. We were both in spasms of complete orgasms.

God, it was a complete surrender to him. He had to hold me up. We finally stumbled to the bed and collapsed.

It was a couple of hours later that I felt his hands back on my tits, caressing them, tweaking my nipples, and pulling on them. I was moving around, trying to get my mouth on his cock. ...