Make him cum as quickly as I can.

My hands stroked and massaged the inches I would have loved to play with if he and I weren’t involved with others. Slowly my tears dried as I played with his desire and teased strings of sticky anticipation over my lips and tongue. He moaned and grew even larger in my mouth. As he shot all of his nastiness in my mouth, I sucked and played, stroked and tried to get every drop.

I stood and he wipes my lips clean. Smacked me on the ass and walked down the stairs.

For a few seconds I stood there, not believing that I didn’t stop what had just happened. The need for security came over me and I locked the door, double checking that it was actually locked before I sat myself on the edge of the tub. With each inhale I remember his nastiness making it increasingly difficult to collect myself.

Time slipped by as I sat in shame, still tasting her husband in my mouth.