She would call Susan over, pull down her pants and panties, then nonchalantly order her wife to get to work. May rarely stopped what she was doing whe...n this happened; more than once May had gotten the urge for sex while watching Netflix, and not once did her shows ever get paused between the time it took May to call her Susan over, have Susan bring her to orgasm, and then send Susan away without another word. Susan found herself attending May’s needs two times a day, sometimes even three. Susan. How could sex be anonymous? She saw the look on my face. She looked around and whispered “have you heard about Glory Holes”. It took a couple of seconds to register and then I laughed. “You have been watching too many porn videos darling. That is just made up” I said quietly. “No Sally it is a real thing” she replied “it keeps me sane. I sneak off once, sometimes twice a week, to enjoy some sex with a cock sticking out of the wall”. I couldn’t believe it. I assumed it was the wine talking. We. We stand there embracing, me fondling you, when our car stops and the door opens. A young girl stands watching, transfixed by our scene. You blush, and I wink as I lead you to my room.I open the room door, and you walk into the dark room. Your eyes are adjusting to the darkness as I walk up behind you, wrapping my arms around you and kissing your neck. You push back against me, and I grind my moving cock into your ass, as my hands move up and cup your breasts.We stand there for moments,. I hated rejection (don’t like it much today, either) I visualize the circumstances like this…a fairly lengthy ‘getting to know you’ relationship. There had been some heavy petting from time to time and some very heavy breathing. A confidence from her ‘I never have before’ would have me restraining my desires until one day (night?) we decided that we would have a weekend away together where we would ‘do it.’ As we entered the room at the motel I would turn to her and say, ‘Look…if you want to.