Dear Trina,
Singapore is an amazing place, I don't even really know how to tell you what this place is like. Everything in it is brand new and up to date, it looks like one of those cities of the future on TV. It is so clean here, there's no litter on the ground and nobody spits. There are no fat people and they still have Mc Donalds. They sell some weird stuff over here though, like a double Mc Chicken. When I get back I'll have a lot of souvenirs for you my love. I still think about you all the time and it's even harder being here in Singapore. It seems like all my buddies are hooking up left and right and stay out all night. I'm mostly stuck on the boat playing Halo. I'm about halfway through Legendary setting after just two days. Fortunately we'll be out of here soon so everybody else will be around to keep me company. Keep an eye on the mail babe. I sent you something that should be arriving soon
Love,
Kevin.
Trina kept that letter along with all the other's her husband had sent her hidden from Jeremy who was spending most of his nights at her place now. Right now he was still asleep from their last nocturnal romp but she was awake. Next to her was an empty spot on her nightstand where her wedding picture had once sat. Now that it was hiding with the rest of her marriage in a small box under her bed the spot looked empty. She felt empty. Her conscience had long since tired of telling her what a horrible person she was. Instead it had been replaced with the voice of her desires that was reminding her of the naked man laying to her left.
She rolled toward him draping one leg over his middle and arm over his chest snuggling herself tightly against him. Trina loved having a man in the bed with her again, warm, strong, masculine. The scent of man in her bed was comforting and exciting at the same time and her giant bed felt empty without him to help fill it.
"Morning sleepy head." She whispered as her lips lightly pressed against his cheek.
"Mornin' sunshine." He yawned first stretching his arms and back. Just like she did every morning Trina traced her fingers over the lines of his abs as he stretched. His strong arms wrapped around her slender figure and pulled her against him kissing her softly. His hands roamed eager over her back down to grip at her ass pulling her deeper into his kiss as his tongue slipped past her lips.
There was nothing she loved more than waking up to in his arms like this. The his warmth against her body and lower she could feel his little man standing up and pressing against her thigh. "Good morning to you too." She whispered slipping her hand between them to grasp his cock.
"He's always happy to see you." Jeremy grinned cradling her head for a third kiss. This time he practically smashed his face against hers jamming his tongue into her mouth along with hers. His tongue hotly penetrated her face as he rocked his hips gently against her hand. Trina moaned in response stroking his cock quickly until she felt the pre-cum ooze from the tip.
Her hand stopped in place so her thumb could smear the juices over the crown of his cock. Slowly Trina broke away from the kiss keeping her eyes locked on his she started to slip beneath the covers. By the time she reached his cock she was just a lump beneath the sheets.
Jeremy's body went stiff as she licked the underside of his sack. Her tongue expertly caressed each of his nuts before she slurped them into her mouth cleaning them with her spit. His hard cock rested on her forehead as she inched a little lower tracing the seam of his scrotum with her tongue. His breathing quickened as her lower lip grazed against his cheeks then started her way back up. "I wonder." She whispered just loud enough for him to hear.
One hand moved back to his cock slowly gliding up and down its length but the other slipped into her pussy till it was coated in her juices. Then she brought it slowly up behind her lover gently teasing his puckered anus. "What are you doing?" He breathed his body tensed tightly and arced nearly off the bed.
"Trust me." She responded gently pushing against the tight ring of muscle. Her tongue was again focused on his balls slurping and stroking his cock. Jeremy stopped breathing for a moment as her finger slipped inside him. It was only the tip but it felt like he was completely stuffed. It was the strangest feeling inside him though tingling at the base of his cock like he wanted to cum. She pushed just a little farther and his breath escaped forcing him to gasp for another breath as his cock started pulsating in her hand.
"Oh my god!" He gasped clawing at the sheets as he stared down at her. She was still hidden from his view. Trina was moaning now in anticipation of the explosion she knew was coming for her. Her lips moved up over the tip of his cock now tracing the sensitive ridge with her tongue as she jacked him into her mouth. It only took a few firm strokes before his warm jizz flooded her mouth and washed over her tongue.
Trina didn't stop sucking and stroking until Jeremy's body completely relaxed and then she only took one last slurp forcing the last drop of his tongue onto her tongue. Without swallowing she slipped out from under the sheets smiling at the man who'd made her so happy. She wanted him to see as she swallowed his cum into her gullet.
"Whoa, what got into you babe?" Jeremy asked letting his head fall back onto the pillow staring up at the ceiling.
"Just happy to see you." She replied kissing his belly and then snuggling up against him again lightly kissing the nape of his neck. "I love you." She was leaning close for another kiss when the doorbell interrupted her.
The clock read eight fifteen when Trina turned over to face it with a groan. "Who could that be? Be right back love." She smiled pulling a red robe around her frame and striding to the door.
Three months ago she wouldn't have considered opening the door dressed in a sheer robe that didn't quite cover the curve of her ass. She definitely would have made certain it was closed completely instead of giving a fair view of her chest. Neither of these thoughts even crossed her mind as she opened the door to rugged looking older man holding a boquet of roses. "Sign here miss." He handed her the roses and then offered her a small clipboard with a pen chained to it.
"Flowers?" She questioned holding her flowers up and looking them over. "Who sent me flowers?" Spinning the boquet around she found a small pink card in the shape of a heart. She opened it and silently read. "To my dearest Trina. I love you. Kevin." Suddenly her legs refused to support her as she realized there was a man her husband's bed. It wasn't the first time the thought had entered her mind, it was something she couldn't make herself ignore. She scrawled her name beside the "x" and closed the door before sinking to her knees with her back against the door.
