<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/El2NkINWoAIpA8o?format=jpg&amp;name=large)</div><br/>The promise that he would end it with his mistress was not surprising, but Amy didn't respond vocally to his pledge, she just placed her finger over his lips, indicating that he should shut up and that she didn't want anymore of that talk. As her orgasm started to crest, she started riding him much faster, and then, Amy just came so hard. Her hands were gripping Aaron's shoulders as her pussy spasmed around his hard cock, a hard cock that started shooting loads of cum into her. Her fingernails were digging into his skin as the pleasure racked through her body and his cum coated her insides. She loves when they cum at the same time. When they come at the same time, it is mostly because Aaron came early as he never has a problem rocking her world. As they reposition their naked bodies in bed, she leans her head against his chest. "I'm sleepy" She coos. There is so much that she wants to ask Aaron, but she decides against it. She can tell that he feels shame about his actions, and she wants to make him feel comfortable, so that he can be open and honest with her. The next couple of days were busy, and they barely had time to talk during the day. They certainly didn't discuss the fullness of his infidelity or the thrill that it gave her. The only thing that they did briefly discuss is that Amy would be joining him at the hotel. She could tell that Aaron was skeptical of this and what her real motivations were, but she assured him that she wouldn't hurt 'the slut.' Amy knew her name was Katie, but Amy found 'the slut' to be a more appropriate pet name. She didn't say it with malice or judgment, but more with a lightness and an amusement.<br/><br/>They had the plan that Aaron would simply text her when the slut came to the hotel. They had checked in hours prior to the time that the two were going to meet up. Amy had booked her some time at a nearby high end salon, getting her hair done, a manicure and a pedicure, a full wax - something she hadn't done in years, and treated herself to a massage. After that, it was time for a little shopping. She went to Nieman-Marcus, where she bought a bought a pair of four inch heels, a new top and skirt. Then it was onto La Pearla, where she bought a pair of stalkings, a matching bra and thong set, and a garter belt. Amy felt a thrill as the expensive Italian silk thong pull tight against her freshly waxed sex. In those few short hours, she had managed to put over $3,000 onto her credit card, but didn't anticipate that Aaron would be complaining too much about her spending indiscretion. A girl needs to look good if she's going to be meeting her husband's mistress.<br/><br/>Her phone buzzed while she was on the way to the hotel. The slut had shown up early. A sign of how eager she was for her husband's dick. A burst of sexual excitment jolted through her body and a bit of wetness coated her brand new silk thong as she thought about the two of them, invariably walking though the lobby of the hotel, heading toward the elevator. She wondered if Aaron was holding her hand, or maybe even gripping her ass as he guided her to the room where his cock would disappaer inside of her. Amy parked her car in the hotel parking ramp and checked her makeup before she went in.<br/><br/>She got to the hotel room. She put her ear on the door, she can hear that the music is on. That is one of the few details they had discussed. Amy puts her key in and enters the hotel room very slowly and quietly. When she walks in, she sees Aaron relaxing comfortably in the chair next to the window, his shirt is off, his pants are unzipped and opened, and his wedding ring is on. The slut is down on her knees, bobbing her head up and down as she services him. She is wearing a ridiculous looking see through crop top and a thong, her jean shorts and a sweater on the ground near the bed. Aaron opens his eyes and looks surprised, Amy just smiles and makes a 'shhhhhh' motion with her hands and lips. 'God that little whore is getting it deep' she thinks to herself, wondering if she takes that much in when she blows Aaron, she feels a combination of humiliation and power in this moment mixed with her pure sexual thrill. She moves around the bed, only a few feet behind the girl, standing near the bed, she enters the slut's peripheral vision.  Amy speaks before the other girl has a chance, "You don't need to stop to introduce yourself. I know who you are, and you know who I am from the framed photos around his house." She says laying down on the comfortable king sized bed. "God, you don't waste anytime do you girl. What you've been up here for only five minutes and you already got his cock in your throat? But don't mind me, don't stop, I'll just enjoy the view."