“Wow, Diana said, good thing you saved that until now or I’d have fucked you in the restaurant, but I really do have to run, John is home and expecting me.”
“What are you going to tell him?”
“I don’t know just yet, but I’ll think of something, bye.”
Diana pulled into the driveway and turned off the engine. But at least she fulfilled a fantasy and boy was it ever fulfilling. “Oh GOD, that feels amazing he groaned,” as he began to fuck her deep and hard. “Well, there you are, dinner’s probably pretty bad now, I expected you an hour ago.” “What happen, accident on the freeway?”
She went to him and he stood up to give her a kiss and she took his face in her hands kissed him on the lips quick, said, “I love you” and then she whispered in his ear, “No, not an accident; I have been fucking Mark all afternoon in a motel room, how would you like some fresh sloppy seconds for dinner?
