She's married, so she can't

"I appreciate all the kind words John, and I do think there's something between us, but you know I'm married now, right?" she tells you as your hand goes up her shorts and lands between her legs.

"No...I can't..." she whispers to you as you kiss her, being a little forceful with her as you make out with her right there in the signing area, Sarah giving up trying to push you away after a few seconds.

"Was that so bad?" you ask her as you give her your hotel room number, not wanting to **** the issue, but figuring she would at least show up at your door later.

"I could've had this pussy right here if I wanted to have it," you whisper to her as you kiss her again and run your hand down her shorts, making her moan loudly in your ear as you brushed her pussy, "but why don't you come make a "house call" later so we can finish this up and your husband doesn't know."

"UH," she moans as she lets you pull the shirt down and suck on one of her tits, throwing her head back as your hands **** her tight pussy before letting her be on her way.

Besides, what was the rush in fucking her now, anyway, when you knew she'd be at your door later?