We were both young, but legal.She was round for the afternoon and we cuddled for a while on the sofa in my bedroom. We began to watch 'Wrong Turn', a ...good film by the way! It got to about 10 minutes in when we both happened to look at each other. We held the look for a while, gazing into each other's eyes. I leaned in for a passionate kiss, which caused the hormones to rage inside my body. I could feel the sexual tension.I slipped a hand under her cardigan and grabbed her breast through her top. My body looked over at me. “I think you can take it from here, don’t disappoint me.” Suddenly I was back in my body, back in control and I felt all the anger and rage I had been holding in as I looked down at Sara. Only one thing came to mind…REVENGE!!! I grabbed a handful of Sara’s hair and shoved my full length down her throat. She struggled choked buy I didn’t care her throat felt amazing. I release as she coughed and spit on the floor. I lifted her up and pulled down her soaking pants. “No. As soon as her hotel door room closed, she pressed her tight little body up against mine, grabbing my hands and holding them over my head as she stared intently into my eyes. She bit down on her lower and looked down at my crotch. “I want to feel your cock in me,” she whispered, still holding on to my hands. She dropped one hand behind her neck and untied her bikini top, allowing the ties to fall free, and the top of her bikini to fall from her breasts. I silently slipped my hands down to her. She was, however, blond, attractive and thin from the picture in his wallet I stole a glance at while he showered. What was most important, she worshipped him.The banter from which our affair began eventually turned into acrimonious personality spats. Enrico was a cheapskate, never left a tip for the hotel maid, bought his wife nothing, tipped the minimum at restaurants and grumbled about how much our affair cost.After our third hotel encounter, I upped the maid tip to two dollars. He thought.