The Holiday Inn Express was our, excuse me, my first choice.We checked in and went up to our room on the third floor. As I set down the suitcases, my ...wife attacked me with her hands and her lips. She pushed me down on the bed saying, "I've been horny for you for over two hours, Mr. Gundersson." Believe me, the feeling is mutual, Mrs. Gundersson," I said quickly taking off my clothes.She was as well, and we were naked making out on top of the bed. God, I love this woman.She was lying on top of. "Reginald Pennington." She said, holding her head up straight. Son of a bitch! That, friends, was bombshell #2. I HATED him already, even before this.Ok, now I was fuckin' angry! I closed my eyes and took deep breaths to calm myself. Reginald FUCKHEAD Pennington. Blonde, blue eyed, mega-rich from Old Money, Hitler's ideal for the "master race", you name it. Oh, and ultra-snobby with a racist bigoted streak a mile wide, too.I had warned Maggie about him after we had dinner with him to discuss. My eyes bugged out and my hands gripped at our bed sheets. I didn’t look at Kevin as his fingers decided to enter me. It was a very welcome visitor. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed his mouth onto mine. I didn’t care how pathetic I looked. I wanted him more than I wanted anything else in the world. I wanted him inside of me. I wanted to make him moan out my name, as I screamed out his name. I wanted to let him know that he was the only person that could make me feel this way. I rolled. I told him in advance that I would not suck him without condom and that I was only looking for anal penetration. He agreed. I left my work and took a cab to his house. After a few minutes of small talk, he said: “Let’s go to the bedroom.” We undressed and as soon as I was on the bed he embraced me very tight, kissed me and pulled my nipples very hard. He wanted me to suck him but I did not agree. He sucked me a bit, I hold his cock in my hand for a few minutes. Then he began masturbating,.