Our casual conversation masked the intense eroticism of the situation, but it helped fuel the fires of my desire. This entire encounter was way out of... character for both my wife and me. We were usually conservative, reserved people, both in and out of the bedroom... aside from some role playing and a few other occasional odd kinks.Daniel pulled Carrie to him as the elevator door shut behind us. Their lips met and my wife ground her body against his as they kissed deeply. "Fuck, I'm hot," she. Now he waited just off the exit of the fire site, watching the emo boys fall asleep giggling in the hedge.The lovely Latino had lost none of his charm and his good looks. His silky black hair has grown longer, pulled back tonight into a single plait to save it from accidental fire. He was still slim, his thin hipped figure hidden under his black trench coat. It was cold out, but the flames had guarded the town from too much chill and Sera was uncomfortable.The noise of bangers started up from. Gathered up in his powerful arms, lifted like a small child, he carries me now to our nights final resting place. Resting, I soon discover not quite the right word. Gently he pulls the netting aside and lays me tenderly on the crisp white spread. I wriggle back, allowing room for him to fill beside me. Feeling his warmth beside me my resolve is complete, anything this man asks I shall do. Kissing first my neck, then slowly nibbling his way behind my ear, tingles ripple down my spine and spark. She moaned. I was pressing my boner against her thighs. I lifted her while continuing to lick her body and dropped her on the bed. By the force of the drop, her boobs jumped and came out of the dress. I needed no further invitation.For the next 10 minutes, I was sucking her boobs alternatively and pressing the other. She was moaning uncontrollably now and whispered in my ear, “Just fuck me”. I replied, “What’s the hurry” and bit her nipple. She shouted in pain and pressed my head back onto her.