You and Keith help conserve water...

You didn't know how much of a man you had married until you were pressed against the door to Keith's room and realized one simple truth: Not much of one. Keith was a more aggressive and passionate lover than your husband was, respecting you and your wishes, until the elevator doors closed behind you and he made his move, taking you into his arms and kissing you, pressing you against the cool elevator walls and causing you to moan as he pressed his hand against your breast, cupping and palming it.

"I need you..." he whispered in your ear as he quickly fixed the two of you as the elevator reached his floor and the doors reopened. Figuring that the two of you looked like a couple, you didn't bother trying to put some space between the two of you and instead walked hand in hand with him to his room.

He didn't wait until the door was closed before he had you spun around and pressed the door, kissing you again and undoing the straps to your suit, peeling it off your shoulders and leaving you nude from the waist up. You gasped as the cool room air brushed against your skin as your nipples grew hard for him and he leaned forward, taking your breasts into his hands and groping them not too gently, which may have been a problem at one point but you were beyond caring.

"Let's take this to the showers, big boy," you whispered back and he nodded, stepping back and allowing you to slip off the rest of your suit, joining you by kicking off his own trunks. You licked your lips at the sight of him, fully nude, and you took a hand and gently stroked him. "Forget boy, man...." you laughed and motioned him to join you in the bathroom.