The next day was Sunday. I had been angry at my company for sending me out of town on Saturday for a job that didn't start until Monday, but waking up with Natalie's naked body wrapped around me changed all that.
Last night had been so frantic I didn't get to pause and admire her body, but as the sun streamed in the window with her still asleep next to me, I got my first real opportunity to admire her. She was still lying with her left leg over me and her head resting on my shoulder. I used my fingers to brush her dark-honey colored hair to my face. It smelled like the garlic from her dinner last night. I ran my hand down the smooth, pale skin of her back and on down past her ass and across her leg. Her skin felt soft and smooth and was very near the color of ivory. She started to stir a little and a little smile curled her lips as I moved my hand back up the front of her leg and on up to cup her left breast with my hand.
Her breasts are small but firm—just the right size to hold in my hand. Her nipple responded quickly to my gentle pinch. She has perfectly formed nipples that are always fun to suck on and play with. She woke up slowly, shaking the sleep out of her head and brushing her hair off her face.
Once she was fully awake, she looked up at me.
"Hi," she breathed sleepily.
"Hello," I responded smiling.
"Hmm," she squirmed her rear a bit. "Would it be vulgar of me to tell you I like how my ass feels thoroughly fucked and with your cum dripping out of it?"
"Not at all. As long as it's not vulgar for me to tell you I loved fucking your ass and want to do it again," I smiled back and pulled her closer to me to plant a kiss on the neck.
She giggled and smiled at me. After a few minutes, she asked, "What do you want out of this?"
"Lots of sex. Seriously, I'm not interested in breaking up our marriages, but things have been pretty cold at home for a while now. I still love my wife, but I need some good, meaningless sex."
"Good, I was afraid you'd fall in love with me just because I let you come in my ass."
We talked for a while longer about where this was going. We were both in the same place in our lives: too busy to maintain our home lives, away from our spouses for weeks at a time, and in serious need of a good fuck.
I suggested we stay in for the day, but she said she had other ideas and headed for the shower.
I was starving, so I headed to the kitchen. This was one of those hotels that does your shopping for you, and we had ordered our groceries ahead, so I started some coffee and some eggs I found in her fridge. As the eggs were finishing, she walked in with a towel wrapped around her waist, brushing her wet hair.
"Have I told you yet how sexy you are?" I asked as she sauntered up to me and I wrapped my arms around her waist.
"No," she said, cocking her head to the left and smiling. "But you can say it again if you want. But first, go get yourself a shower. I have plans for us today."
Wondering what she had in mind, I headed to the shower to clean off last night's fun.
When I got back to the kitchen, she was sitting on a chair, naked except for the towel she now had wrapped around her head, sipping a cup of coffee. Admiring her body, I sat down and started eating my eggs.
As I ate, she ran her foot up underneath the towel I was wearing to stroke my balls and cock with her toes. With a playful look in her eyes, she said, "So, I found a few interesting places for us to visit today."
"Really, like where?"
"Well, I want to feel this," squeezing my now hard cock with her toes, "in my pussy, so I need to take a trip to a pharmacy. And, I want to pick up a few toys to try out. We got a few weeks here, might as well make it interesting."
After finishing breakfast, I threw on some clothes before going to my room to move my things down to her room. She had put on a red top with spaghetti straps, matching red flat sandals and a long, flowing white wrap skirt. She looked so beautiful—I felt truly unworthy. I walked over to her and pulled her up to me so I could kiss her.
We headed to the pharmacy where Natalie convinced the pharmacist to give her a diaphragm by telling him we were on our honeymoon and she had forgotten it. It's amazing what a man will do for a pretty woman willing to flirt a little. While she was doing that, I picked up some food I intended to eat off Natalie later—like chocolate syrup and whipped cream.
The nearest adult store was at a truck stop 45 miles out of town, so we headed that way. It wasn't the classiest place I've ever seen, but they did have anything we could want, and since it was just mid-morning on a Sunday, the place was still pretty empty. At the door, she handed me a stack of cash and told me the game she had in mind.
"Use this money—and only this money—to buy whatever you need to act out any of your fantasies on me. I'm going to do the same, and every day we're in this hellhole of a town, one of us gets to have their dreams come true. And don't hold back; I'm up for anything—absolutely anything."
Before walking away to do her own shopping, she reached down my shorts to give my cock a quick squeeze, leaving me standing there with a dumb look on my face wondering where this sex-crazed woman had come from.