I was still at the hotel with DFW, finally waking up from a post-fuck nap, when I saw @SapphireStag had texted.
"Having fun, my dear?"
"Does the fact that I didn't get back to you until two hours after you texted answer your question?" I responded with a smirk. He melted. 

"I love you like crazy. Get your amazing ass home. I need to feel you." How could I possibly deny a request like that? I finished my champagne, and kissed Will on the cheek and left him sleeping. 

I got home and Shane must have had a thousand questions but he just smiled and took me in his strong arms. He held me tight, kissing my neck, no doubt smelling the hours of red hot hotel sex I'd just had. My doting hubby helped me out of my clothes and into the shower. The hot water felt wonderful on my tired muscles. I could hear Shane shaking up a French 75 in the other room. My favorite. 

I knew he was dying to reclaim me but we sipped our glasses and kissed and, knowing that I was beyond spent, Shane tucked me in. We spooned and I fell asleep blissfully with DFW's cum filling me and the love of my life's arms all around me. 

I awoke to what was clearly the limit of my husband's patience to reclaim he for his own. I could feel his kisses on my neck, his hungry hands on my hips, my ass, my back. I reached back and felt his rock hard cock. I knew he was dying to feel my dripping wet pussy. To feel the wetness with his fingers, to taste it, to feel it wrapped around his thick cock... Knowing that it would still be wet with me and my lover...