"Oh, shit!", he spat, furrowing his eyebrows. "I gotta get that. It could be Shane or Daniel." He rolled his eyes as he leapt from the bed.

"Hold this thought, babe!" He grabbed his erect dick and wiggled it in my direction, licking his lips in the process.

I squeezed my blood engorged breasts and tweaked my nipples with my thumbs in response.

"Wooooo yeah!" He yelled,as I watched that smackable bare deriereshimmy towards the kitchen area of our suite to silence that awful ringing.

Just the mere sight of him strutting from room to room naked as a jaybirdwas always enough for me to admire the view by rubbing my swollenbud. Face it, it was foreverswollen and my folds were forever drenchedwhen we were together!Mmmmmmmmm, I was praying I would cum noisily while he was on the phone. Naughty Iknow, but something I had thought would be be incredible to wctually play out.

I was such a damn slut.

And loving every second of it.

"Oh no..." I heard him say to whomever had called.

"OK, dear...I'llyou the money tonight. I just gotta finish up with Johnfirst...yeah, we're running through the match...ok...I got it...call me when you get it...love you...bye."

I am notan idiot.

That was most certainly his wife.

It was rare I was present when she called,but obviouslythat exchange killed the sexual electricity that had been switched on highfor the last hour.

I heard him open the refrigerator and pop open a beer.

He strolled back into the bedroom with a flaccid penis.

He flopped back onto the bed, running a hand through his hair, avoiding my gaze.

Stone faced, he said,"Babe, that money I gave you this morning, I need some of it back." He took a breath.

"Allen, it's fine. I get it. Anyway, you don't have to pay me tostick around." I replied,while rubbing the thumb on his right hand.

He took a large swig of his beer. "Sorry."

We sat in silence for what seemed like several minutes. I could tell the wheels were making the roundabout inside that handsome head. Maybe his hair grew so quick because he was always thinking?

He just stared at the foot of the bed.

"Gotta take care of it, beautiful..." He finally offered. "Can't get too far without my clothes," he chuckled.

His legs swung over the side of the bed. As he tried to stand, I pulled him back towards me by his sinewy leftarm.

"I love you."