A Hausfrau's Liberation

I was able to contain things, just barely, then brought my mouth back to hers. We shared, we felt his cum coat her tongue and mine, we caressed each other, let it spill from the corner of our mouths, just to lick it back in, almost completely oblivious to his presence.

And so, the car soon wound its way through the streets of TriBeCa, back to their hotel. I sat back just a bit, just enough for her to get the hint I would not come in unless they invited me. She noticed, being quite the perceptive little lynx, and she asked me to come in for a nightcap. I sensed it would be just that, though. Quickly we went to the bar and he got us a round of drinks. Thank God, for the dimly lit decor that is the typical Manhattan bar hid our just slightly disheveled appearance. She soon had her husband scooting up to their room, as she wanted to say goodnight to me on her own. He and I exchanged a kiss, a hug, and a pleasant goodbye before he disappeared from view.

She turned to me and smiled. I told her to not say anything, that I felt like I had witnessed her rebirth, and that I had thoroughly enjoyed getting to know her, to speak nothing of the evening we just shared. I asked next, I wanted to make sure all would be well in their relationship. She smiled and said she was sure there were rocky moments ahead but she could see new beginnings. Perfect, I told her. Move past your jealousy, and leave the acrimony behind. I could tell as I said this she was way ahead of me. We finished our drinks and I walked her to the elevator. I kissed her, told her we still had some unfinished business and she agreed. She said she would have me down to Miami, I said I really liked that idea of going down to Miami. The elevator came and she stepped in. Just before pressing the button for her floor, she turned to me and said how much she would enjoy me "going down" in the very near future. Her giggle was the last thing I heard from her before the doors closed.