A Secret I'm Too Ashamed To Admit

I met this woman at a legal seminar, she's ten years my senior and married. We exchanged numbers discreetly, knowing the risks. One night after drinks, we ended up in her hotel room, both of us drunk and desperate for something more than just friendship. She pinned me against the wall, her mouth devouring mine while I slipped a finger inside her wet folds. Soon enough, I was on my back, legs spread wide as she settled between them, guiding herself onto my eager cock. The friction was intense; our bodies moved feverishly together, ignoring everything but the heat building within us. We spent hours like this, each thrust bringing us closer to the edge until we shattered in unison.