Many missed calls

When it got to be past midnight, you started to text Katie. When it got be past like 2 AM, you started to call her. Her purse was cast aside near the hotel room’s entrance though, far from the bed. Katie woke up first, and glanced over at Brian’s sleeping face. She just watched him and listened to him breathe for a little while before she slid below the sheets and took out his cock. She started to lovingly lick and suck on his cock, Brian waking up to your beautiful wife drooling over his cock and trying to see how much of it she could get inside her mouth without gagging.

“Mmm… good morning baby.” He chuckled, and hearing the word morning her expression changed and she pulled her mouth off his big dick with an audible pop. “Oh fuck… I told Dylan it was just a girl’s night out. Let me check my phone.” She said, reluctantly getting up and searching for her purse. When she found it and saw all your missed calls and texts, she groaned. “Fuck. I’m sorry baby, I think I need to go now.” Katie told him, and Brian frowned. “You’re really gonna leave the job unfinished?” He asked, gesturing down to his drool soaked cock. She bit her lip and giggled. “Well… fine but I really need to go soon.” She said softly, climbing back onto the bed. She gazed up into his eyes as she wrapped her lips around his cock. She bounced her head over his hard shaft, deeply sucking his cock and trying her best to deepthroat it. She’d sucked your cock plenty of times, but she’d never had to handle a cock like this. Her big tits bounced as her drool spilled down her chin. She was **** to please him, and soon her work paid off as he groaned and she kept her mouth on his dick, every single cumshot hitting the back of her throat or soaking into her tongue. She pulled her head off his shaft, looked up at him, and opened her mouth, showing him that her mouth was filled with the warm and thick cum that had gotten her pregnant. She closed her mouth and swallowed. Opening it again only to prove to Brian that she had swallowed every drop. “Good girl.” He told her, and she flowed at his praise.

She drove home. You’d stayed up most of the night, worried about her, and had passed out in a living room chair near the front door. You heard the front door creak open as she tried to sneak in, and you woke up. “…Katie?” You called out. She slowly walked into view. “Hi honey… I’m so sorry if I worried you. We ended up staying out way later than I expected and my phone was dead, so I ended up sleeping at Sarah’s for the night.” She lied, hoping you would believe it. Her hair was messy, and she had a guilty look on her face. Yet even still she had this deeply satisfied glow around her. Then you noticed something else. Something that made your heart ache. She wasn’t even wearing her wedding ring.