Harder than I had ever known. I took it, just under four and a half inches, not very big. Then I felt it on my tongue, as it throbbed, then he came. H...is spunk ejaculated into my mouth. Two ropes. Then it was over. All that waiting, less than a minute of pleasure, his, and it was over. I kept his cum in my mouth, then kissed him, giving back what was his. What I didn’t want.“Swallow it down,” I commanded him. Then watched as he reluctantly swallowed. “I’m sorry,” he said.Before he realised what. Jesus Christ, I thought, can’t catch a fucking break, can I?She took in the scene for a second before asking in her most sarcastic voice – “What the fuck are you doing?”As if she couldn’t tell.“Umm, nothing,” I said. My cock quickly went limp as I stood up and started to button my pants. “What are you doing home this early in the day anyway? Aren’t you supposed to be at the office?”“I left a bit early. I thought we could spend some time together, but it looks like you’re busy,” she said,. I looked up and saw her staring at me, "hurry up and get those things off! The only way we're going to survive this night is with our body heat." I knew she was right. At this altitude, the temperature would drop to the teens by midnight, and we were both experienced enough to know how to survive. I quickly slid my undies off and tossed them in the pile with our other clothes.She unzipped the bag and in the little light that was available, I saw her full tits with their hard nipples starring. At first she didn’t return my kiss, but gradually gave in to her own intense feelings. Our arms enveloped one another as our kiss grew passionate. But we broke away, perhaps still uncertain, each of us knowing nothing would be the same. I didn’t see Sandi for couple of weeks. Unusual for us, there was no exchange of e-mail or phone calls that weren’t business related. I boarded my next flight to Cleveland with trepidation. Having decided my marriage was ending, would Sandi want to see me? After.