moving between my legs. I could tell that he wasn't going to be able to last much longer and whispered that I wanted him to come inside of me. That's all it took and I felt his pace quickening and his penis pulsating as he had his orgasm. He was absolutely exhausted. I got my phone whispered to my husband that it was over and turned it off. It was about 2 a.m.

I normally don't allow men to spend the night with me but in this case I let him since it was so late that I felt sorry for him. Plus, since my husband wasn't home I really did feel scared without a man beside me in bed. We both went to sleep. In the morning we had a quickie and I then made him breakfast before he left.

Unfortunately, that was the only time I've met him. I think he felt a bit guilty about things since he had told me that he came from a Christian home. Once his lust for me was spent, the guilt probably set in and I was a Jezebel to him in the morning. Of course it didn't stop him having that quickie with me.