"No, one will be enough, I have someone waiting for me, and I want to be able to perform, if you know what I mean", I smiled, displaying my wedding ring.
She smiled, she was a hot blonde, and she'd been making my cock twitch for the last 2 hours. She slipped me a business card.
"Very good sir", then, just so I could hear, she whispered, "Your wife is a lucky lady, give your lover an extra roll, for me! If you and your wife ever want a three way, I'm based in your city, there's my number, give me a call."
She gave me a most wicked, sexy smile, and I was treated to the sight of her curvy hips and fantastic ass, as she made her way forward. I read her business card, Angela Drasek, nice name, and even nicer body. I filed the card away in my wallet, who knows, may come in handy someday.
High above the world, at 30,000 feet, I was on my way home. The business trip had ended with a deal, and I knew I would get the bonus that had been promised to me, if I landed this deal. I had planned to stay overnight, but we had got the deal done by Noon, and I was eager to get home. My airline had been able to switch me from an 11 AM flight the next morning, to the last flight out tonight, I would land at 11:15 PM, and I should make it home from the airport right at midnight.
I needed to bury my cock deep inside my sexy wife's hot heat, the sight of my sexy attendant's ass reminded me about the sexy ass waiting at home, my wife Caroline. I felt like the lucky one, I was very eager to get home to her, I'd gone without sex or masturbation for 6 nights, I had been sorely tempted to stroke out my pent up lust, in my bed all alone at my hotel, but I wanted to save it up, and give my sexy wife a heck of a ride when I got home. Just thinking about her soft, smooth body, the curve of her breasts, the way her hips flared out, tapering down to her legs, the neatly trimmed nest of red pubic hair covering her tight labial lips, the look in her deep green eyes, and the way her long red hair looked when it was spread out on the pillow in the midst of passion, kept my cock rock hard, and I needed her more than ever.
After landing, and getting my luggage, I got a cab at the taxi stand, and soon, I was home, opening the front door quietly. The downstairs lights were off, just a soft night-light was glowing in the upstairs hallway. In the living room, the clock softly chimed the midnight hour. Since I wasn't expected home until tomorrow, it made sense that Caroline had gone to bed early. I thought of her upstairs, her soft, warm body, naked under the covers, as she loves to sleep in the nude. My cock was begging for it, I stripped down right in the hallway, just the thought of her soft, fiery cleft so near made my cock feel so ready to blow I didn't want the pressure of my clothes bringing me off. I quickly climbed the stairs, passing by our daughter's room, I peeked in, saw her asleep and dreaming pleasant dreams. I smiled, and quietly opened our bedroom door. I could hear Caroline, her breathing deep and measured, and my cock urged me on. I gently pulled back the covers, and slid inside. I inched over, pressing gently against her back, feeling the heat of her body against mine. I reached around, and ran my fingers over her, stroking at her soft skin, running my fingertips over her nipples, feeling them start to stiffen up as sleep started to dissolve.
"Hey baby, I'm home early, I'm so horny, I need to fuck you so much" I whispered.
She murmured sleepily, "Oh yes, please do, feels so good what you're doing."
I gently rolled her onto her back, her legs spread, and I quickly got between them. I could hear her breathing start to change, as she rose toward wakefulness, I notched my hardness against her, and pushed in slowly. The heat surrounded me, I grunted as I was encased in the tight clutch, and I couldn't hold back. I thrust hard, felt some resistance, then my cock slammed in, hard.
"Ouch, oh that hurts, ouch!" a voice that was not my wife's voice cried out!
I pulled out fast, jumped out of bed like a scalded cat, and clicked on the bedside lamp. In the glow I could see our 17 year old babysitter, Jayne, sitting up, her eyes shocked, seeing me naked by the bedside. I looked down, saw my cock streaked with the blood of her hymen I had just broken. I grabbed a towel, wiped my cock down, and not wanting to traumatize her further, clicked off the lamp.
Sitting in the dark, Jayne told me that Caroline's sister had called her, some kind of family emergency, and that she had left a little after 7 PM. Caroline had told Jayne that she should be home in a day or two, and that I would be home later today, and Jayne had said that she would be happy to stay overnight.
I responded by saying that my business trip had wrapped up early, and I was eager to get home, so that when I got here, and found her asleep in bed, I had naturally assumed that she was Caroline, and with Caroline always needing it as dark as possible in our bedroom in order to get to sleep, I had no visual of her, and until I had entered her, and her fully awake voice cried out, no idea that she wasn't Caroline. I didn't add that she was tighter than my wife (of course, she was a virgin), but I was so horny that I didn't register it as anything more than maybe she just felt tighter since it had been a week since we'd had sex, and maybe her pussy had just needed some stretching out.
Jayne said that when I was stroking her, she'd been having a dream about her boyfriend Kurt, and that he was making out with her.