The message light blinked on the answering machine. There was one message.
I pressed the play button. Anns sweet voice filled the room. She said, "Its about time you got home. I waited as long as I could, and called your cell--No answer."
I checked my cell phone--Dead battery.
"So, I decided to get started without you...Im at the Holiday Inn. Theres some clothes laid out for you on the bathroom counter. Theres a door key there, too. Get cleaned up, and meet me in room 204...And, hurry. I have a surprise for you…Love ya. Bye.”
Of course, I wasted no time. In a moment, I was in the bathroom, and showered. I went for the clothes on the counter. There was a pair of baggy jeans, a loose fitting t-shirt and a blue g-string.
The jeans and the t-shirt probably wouldn be on very long. The g-string was a surprise. Id never even sex site password touched one made for a man. Now, wearing one...
This was a bit unusual, but so was the idea of meeting my wife at a hotel.
Hesitantly, I stepped into the g. I pulled it up, and it felt tight and restricting. Ive always worn boxers. This would be difficult to get used to. The string splitting my cheeks was uncomfortable, but I did start to feel a bit aroused. My dick pressed against sex site password the small triangle of cloth in sex site password front. I rubbed my hands across my bare ass cheeks. Erotic feelings and expectations soon took a front seat to the problems of wearing such a ridiculous piece of cloth.
I took one last look in the mirror before pulling on the jeans and t-shirt. I slid the key card
sex site password into my back pocket, grabbed my wallet and car keys from downstairs and headed for the Holiday Inn.
My dick stayed hard all the way to the hotel, and up the stairs. I swiped the card key, turned the handle, and the door swung open.
I was ready for a surprise, but...
Well, nothing could have prepared me for this!
This
sex site password had to be the wrong room. My thoughts flashed by in torrents of confusion.
I stood staring at the back of a very large and powerful black man. He was standing beside the king sized bed. He was naked. The well
sex site password defined muscles of his back and legs were taught. His firm, round butt cheeks flexed rhythmically.
The black man straddled the paler, but tanned legs of a petit white woman that sat on the edge of the bed in front of him. I could see no more than her legs to the top of her thighs, but I didn need to be a psychic to realize what she was doing.
Despite the familiar beaded anklet, and the tattoo on the other ankle, I could not imagine her being my demure little wife. I looked at the key card, and then to the number on the door.
Excuses, lies and justifications swirled through my head like specks of dust in a whirlwind. This had to be the wrong room, or some other mistake. The alternative involved a host of questions I simply didn
sex site password want to face.
Indecision became painfully uncomfortable.
As if on cue, the big man turned to look over his shoulder, and I heard Anns beautiful voice, flat and even telling me to “close the damned door” as if nothing out
sex site password of the ordinary had ever taken place...Or ever would!
I stepped into the room letting the door close behind me.
The big, black man stepped back and
sex site password to the side revealing my wife. She looked as lovely as ever. Her skin was a little flushed. Even now, her full, firm breasts seemed so inviting. The little, gold rings hanging from her nipples sparkled in the dim light. Her smile seemed mischievious, alluring, innocent and caring all at the same time. She held that massive
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