Thick

I lean in and kiss her mouth. She deepens the kiss and digs her fingers into my suit. When I pull away she’s breathless, her lips pouty and pink. “This dinner looks terrible,” she says against my mouth.

“I’ll feed you when we get home.” I’m going to do more than feed her when we got home, but she knows that.

“We are in a hotel.” She glances around. We are. The event is being held in a banquet room here. The place is nice, but the food sucks. She bites her lip for a second. “Let’s get a room and order Chinese food.” My mind flashes to that first night when she was standing outside my door holding a big bag of Chinese food. All the things I wanted to do to her. I thought I couldn’t have her. I don’t want to even think about what would’ve happened if she hadn’t come to talk to me.

My already hard cock starts to ache at the brilliant idea. I’m happy she wants to get out of here, too. Teeny’s mom doesn’t expect us to be home for hours. My wife will be all mine. “You could show me all the dirty things you wanted to do to me that first night I knocked on your door. Except now you can because you know I can handle it.” I’m out of my chair.

Yeah, I know my wife can handle it. I’m a thick man, but her little body was made for me. She laughs as we make quick exit. I can’t help but wink at Fuckface when I pull my wife from the room.

She’s mine. We might not look like we fit together, but we do. We’re a perfect match. I make quick work of getting us a room.

“I’ll order,” I say as I push open the door to the room. My little wife climbs me like a tree.

“Later. We have all night.” She kisses me, and I drop my phone, not giving a shit about it. The door closes behind us. I press her to the wall, not wasting any time as I reach under her dress and pull her panties from her body with a tug. In one quick motion I get myself free and thrust deep inside her.

“Perfect,” she moans. It is perfect. A perfect fit.

THE END!