The sound of panic was in her voice. He detected her urgency and had been looking for them
“I can’t see them, look don’t worry I’ll find them”.
She knew time was ticking quickly now so she strode over to him slung her arms around his neck, pulled him hard against and gave him a full on sensual kiss.
“I’ve got to go, I really must, I’m so sorry,”she murmured to him as she walked backward toward the door.
He gave her that mischievous smile with a small wave then she was gone.
She stood outside his room and knew she could do it. “Walk of shame,” she thought as she started to walk toward the stairs and walk back along one of the paths to where she knew her husband would be. As she walked she reviewed her last thought. It wasn’t shame but pride, she was proud of herself, proud because she’d not lost her nerve, because she had knocked on a virtual strangers’ door and offered herself to him and then let her body and mind lose themselves in sheer unadulterated sexual ecstasy.
As she walked down the stairs she let her hips move more to enhance the sexy swagger she was already walking with. She knew she had almost no time but she had one more thing to do with her Hall Pass. She past the two gardeners who were there when she left almost two hours ago. Yet again they ogled her and she felt sure they could tell what she had been doing since their last encounter. As she got close to them she rolled her tongue around her top lip whilst looking straight into their eyes and as soon as she past them pretended to stumble and kicked one of her shoes off. She then proceeded to put it on but made sure she bent over knowing the two men would see she had no knickers. She stood up, walked on and didn’t look back.
She reached her husband and she noticed whilst he was lying trying to look relaxed he obviously wasn’t as he was clutching his phone. He sat up and looked at it.
“10.50,” he said and looking straight into her eyes he asked if she had a good time.
She didn’t answer but lent down so she was almost over him. She moved his hand and discretely positioned it under her skirt and at the top of her thighs. She knew he could feel the wetness and to seal her commitment she kissed him letting him slide his tongue into her mouth. By the sudden rapid change in his breathing she knew he had the answers to his questions. She tilted her head and whispered in his ear.
“We need to go upstairs, now”.
Without saying a word he got up took her hand in his and walked toward their room. He couldn’t believe she’d done it, he had been expecting her to come back with a cock and bull story, then roll about laughing once she told him she had wandered around the shops for a couple of hours and he so wanted to find out what she had been doing. The very thought was making him hard.
As she walked along she felt that everyone was scrutinising her, picking up that she had just behaved in a manner that some people would never be able to deal with. But she didn’t care.
The offer of the Hall Pass set the butterflies fluttering inside her, during the two hours that had turned into a fire raging deep inside her belly. It was still a raging fire but unlike a fire that needed oxygen as an accelerant she needed sex to make her fire burn bright. They quickly stumbled into the room where she walked over to a chair, lent over it spread her legs so it made her skirt ride up and hissed at her husband.
“Fuck me, fuck me hard and don’t stop until I come again,” at which point her husband dropped his shorts and slid straight into her.
Her fire was burning now and God knows what it’ll take to extinguish it now.
To be continued
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Roger Dousay says
There is way too much put in this story. Why drag out a story about sexual pleasures with B.S. a short build up and then get to the sexual part.