I got off the bed, stood up and turned around, then even bent over at the waist to give her a better view. “Like what you see?”
“Indeed I do, you’ve got quite a set of buns there. I love a nice ass in a man, and yours is the greatest. Tee, hee, that’s funny isn’t it, we like each other’s asses.”
I chuckled, “Yes that’s funny, but good, just wait until tomorrow. Oh, yes, just be sure and give yourself an enema before you leave home, it’ll make things much more pleasant.”
“Hah, I can hardly wait, NOT!”
We both chuckled, both knowing that she would be back tomorrow, and probably be looking forward to the experience.
We cleaned up, dressed and went down to the hotel coffee shop for a bite to eat. Our conversation was entirely non-sexual, as we talked about family, the terrorist attacks, the weather, etc. We talked for a couple of hours before she said that she had to get back home.
As I lay in my bed, trying to get some sleep, my mind was clouded with conflicting thoughts. ‘I had a great time with Irma, and there’ll be more tomorrow, but I feel guilty for cheating on my wife, I really do love her. Irma was great, but the love of my life was back home alone in our bed thinking of me, but then, what if she wasn’t? What if she found another guy and was fucking him silly, as I had Irma? How would I feel about that?’
There was a time when I’d have thrown her out on her ass if I had found out that she was fucking another man, but now? I couldn’t do that now, now that I’d cheated on her. ‘I think I’ll fuck her brains out when I get home, yeah, maybe that’ll ease my guilt. Of course I’ll tell her how much I love her, how she’s the love of my life and that there’ll never be anybody else for me. That’ll make her feel good, and if she feels good, it’ll make me feel good and help ease my guilt-induced anguish.’
I finally dropped off into a restless sleep. The next day at the vendor’s facility went well, but I deliberately kept from wrapping up the problem solving until Wednesday so that I could justify another day in Denver, with Irma.
Irma showed up on time that evening and, as promised, I fucked her in the ass, and, as I expected, she loved it. I used a condom and an entire small jar of Vaseline, making sure that she was well lubricated.
After undressing, I bent her over at the waist with her hands on the bed, and asked her to arch her back and stick her ass up in the air. I dipped into the Vaseline, gooped it all over and into her ass hole, and inserted first one, then two and finally three fingers, all the while consoling her and telling her to relax. This took about 15 or 20 minutes before I felt that she was ready for the real deal.
I gooped more Vaseline on my condom and her ass hole, then when I thought I had too much, I gooped some more on. It was a gooey mess, but I wanted to have too much rather than not enough.
I slowly shoved my cock into her bung hole, inch by inch. She complained of some pain, but didn’t ask me to stop. When I finally had it fully inserted, I held it there for several minutes to give her a chance to adjust, before beginning the in and out motion of fucking. I began the thrusting, very slowly at first, and gradually increased to a moderately fast pace.