With a silly looking smirk on his face he looks into the dining room to witness a plate of food sitting at his usual dining spot and across the table ...laid an empty plate sitting in front of his wife Edith. Edith lifted her eyes only to glare deep into Jim’s then crossing her arms and blurted out “where fuck have you been.” Jim very coyly replied “I got off work early so I decided to stop The Bird for a few beers and I guess my few beers turned into few to many. Edith I am sorry but you know. You continue pumping your cock until it is drained.You lie there, eyes closed, while your heart and breathing return to normal. You brush your arm against your chest smearing the cum into your skin. Then you hear a noise. You are not alone. You open your eyes. There is a naked man standing beside your bed. That's when you realize in a panic that you are not in your own home, in your own bed. You are in a hotel at a three day writer's conference. The man is the room mate that was assigned to you. Holly was more turned on than she thought.She came when she felt him penetrate her."Just a minute, Derry," she panted. "I need to catch my breath. Then I can take care of you properly."Derrick was not inexperienced, but he'd never seen a woman come so fast or so hard as Holly. Though she was still gasping, he started to stroke in her, changing the angle and tempo every few strokes, so she wouldn't get used to any one thing.She came again.And again, when he kept stroking right through her. The lift came to a stop and the doors opened. It was their floor, so Sylvie led her companion for the night down the corridor, guiding him towards her hotel room door. She opened it and walked backward in, her stranger following and door slamming behind them. She positioned herself, back against a wall, allowing him to press firmly against her. He kissed her again, his hands wandering up her leg and giving her butt cheek a grab. It felt good, his hands felt strong - his body felt strong as he.