She would have a slightly maniacal look in hereye, and I could always tell when she was about to enter what I thoughtof as her "sex frenzy". She also ...became very jealous and started to limitmy time with friends. And worst of all, she started to drink. I developed this fantasy that I could change things back to the way theyhad been. I would seduce her and bring back the romance into our lives. Ihad it all planned out. I wore my sexiest nightie, a pink chiffon peek-a-boo that left little to the. I left it where it was. I liked him looking. I hadn’t been chatted up for… well a while. I was enjoying the attention. “Another drink? I asked. “Yes lets, but in my room, we’ll get room service,” he whispered, his voice soft as honey. My heart beat faster. He led me to the lift. I had butterflies in my stomach. My pussy was wet. I was excited. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t been unfaithful to my husband before, I had, that’s another story, but I’d never been with a black man before. Ever. His room. A shifting of weight on the floor. "Don't look like it." Boss doesn't want her up till he gets here." This one's a little closer now."I said she's not up." You said didn't look like it." Iza grins. She's whipped them up and down enough that she's not going to be underestimated. A compliment, in a way.Faint whizzing, scan from an eye implant maybe. It'll tell him in an instant that she's conscious. Her hearts beating too fast and she can't exactly slow it now. Yet there's another creak, another. She broke down sobbing.Outside the door James listened with half an ear to his wife. When the faint sounds of Catherine's sobs penetrated the door he stepped farther down the hallway. He could feel his cock swelling as he contemplated the success of his plans. Something his wife said brought him back to the conversation. "No honey, don't feel guilty, stay with your mother. This has been good for Catherine and she needs a few weeks more training..." But are you sure?" his wife asked again. "You.