Patrice's husband Darrell was already home when she finally arrived from her "appointment." He smiled as she walked into the kitchen from the garage entrance, "So, how did it go?" he asked.

With her pussy still throbbing from being fucked masterfully by two men and her ass cheeks still sore, she replied, "I think it went well."

His cherubic face glowed, "That's nice to hear sweetheart. You're on the right track to getting back to the woman I married." He kissed her forehead, "I got us some Chinese food, do you want the mixed vegetables or the sweet and spicy chicken?"

"I'll take the mixed vegetables," she replied as she washed her hands.

Later that night, Patrice lay in bed with her husband. He eased on top of her and pushed his cock into her pussy. He grunted and thrust with all his might. Patrice closed her eyes and thought about her day with Carlos and later with Nickolas. She hummed as her husband humped her. She knew it would be over soon and before she could climax, it was done.

This time, she wasn't upset. Carlos was right. The First Lady was right and so was Nickolas. She could tolerate sex with her husband, but she would have to fuck other men to keep herself satisfied. It was an unfortunate reality she had to cope with.

She smiled as she headed to the bathroom to clean her pussy. She remembered Nickolas's cock. How it had stretched her open nicely. She didn't have another appointment with him until the following week. She sighed, there's no way I can go that long without a good dick in my pussy, she thought. She smiled inside. Nikolas didn't know about Jorge. She would need to see him before her trip to Atlanta on Thursday. How would Nickolas know, she grinned.

On Tuesday, Patrice managed to satisfy herself in her office while watching videos of women getting dicked down by men with huge cocks. She placed her vibrator on her clit as she sat back. The vibrator hummed on high sending an amazing sensation throughout her body.

She bit her lip and panted as the energy rushed through her causing her to twitch, "Oh my god," she said to herself as she regained her composure. She took several deep breaths and smiled.

She planned to meet Jorge on Wednesday and before the airport on Thursday. She enjoyed fucking Jorge. He wasn't as detailed as Carlos, but his cock was long and had a nice girth to it and she loved that he loved eating pussy. He would spend a lot of time with his head between her legs before putting his dick inside of her.

On Wednesday, she only worked half day. She met Jorge at a nice woodsy area off the beaten path. When she pulled up, she saw him sitting in a white minivan. She got out of her car wearing a simple black and white dress that hugged her on top and flowed out on the bottom.

Jorge smiled as he opened his door and stepped out to hug her, "So glad to see you morenita." He kissed her lips, "I was beginning to think you didn't miss me," he commented as he walked her to the sliding door, opened it, and helped her inside.

"I've missed you, Jorge. I've been busy."

He got in on the other side and went to the rear seat. He licked his lips as he saw her unzip her dress, pull it down in front, and remove her bra. He reached for her tits and immediately rained kisses all over them. She hummed and moaned with delight. She appreciated a man that loved her breasts.

He looked up into her eyes as he undid his pants. His long cock stood at attention and swayed. She smiled when she saw it. He kissed her lips as his hand went under her dress and found she wasn't wearing panties. He smiled, "Ay mamita." He was excited. His middle finger penetrated as his thumb rubbed her clit. They kissed wildly as he gave her a nice fingering bringing her closer to orgasm with each stroke.

When her body flinched and her pussy rained, he quickly placed his face between her legs to wet his lips. She heard the slurping he made with his mouth as he enjoyed her nectar. She made the sweetest face and bit her lip as she stroked the top of his head.

Jorge looked up, moved in close, and pressed his wet lips onto hers. He paused and looked into her eyes, "You want to taste me?"

She nodded. She watched as he sat back. She leaned over. He assisted by holding her hair as he watched her head bob up and down his shaft, "guk, guk, guk," sounded as she deep-throated his cock. She paused and massaged with her hand while circling his tip with her tongue.

Jorge was in bliss. His wife didn't suck his cock like that. This is a woman that had an appreciation for cock, he thought. She lapped up his precum and smiled. He pulled her up. She opened her pussy and allowed his cock to dive into her pool. She hummed as she lowered to the base and began to rock her hips.

Patrice kissed Jorge passionately as she rode his cock to her liking. His cock was perfect for cowgirl. She loved how she could move up and down along his shaft without his cock slipping out.

He reached for her tits and filled his mouth with each one in between kissing her. He reached down and played with her clit for a while until he saw her "O" face, then he placed his finger in her mouth, "Yeah mami," he exclaimed. "I want it from behind," he said.

She dismounted his cock and kneeled between the aisle with her ass in the air. Jorge got in position and pushed his cock into her cunt and pounded quickly as he held her hips, "Oh yes, si, mami, si, ay."

"Oh my god!"

"Si, mami, si!"

"Yes!"

"Si!" He held her tightly and gritted his teeth, "Arghhhhhh," he panted, "Fuck, shit," he groaned, "Damn." He blew out a puff of air and pulled out. He sat in the seat, spent. She looked inside her purse for some wipes and cleaned herself up.

Jorge eased next to her and kissed her, "My God, I think I'm addicted to you."

She smiled, "Really?"

"I can't stop thinking about you. I want you all the time."

She smiled and kissed him again, "I like you a lot Jorge, but we can't be together all the time, you understand?"

He nodded, "Just please don't make me wait too long, next time."

She nodded, "I'll see you in the morning before I leave."

He smiled.

Later that night, Patrice happily serviced her husband's needs. Her pussy still had the satisfaction of Jorge's cock and she was eager to meet with him again before her drive to the airport.

When she arrived at the same location to meet Jorge, he had Carlos with him. Patrice had a look of astonishment on her face, "Hi, Carlos."

He looked disappointed, "Why didn't you call me?" he asked.

"Because my therapist said for me not to see you anymore."

He shook his head, "You can't do this Patrice. I am the one you met first, Jorge has a wife. I need you. I can give you more attention."

"I can give her attention too! Pendejo"

"Listen, guys, I don't have a lot of time. I have to leave in an hour. Let's just make the most of our time."

Carlos nodded, "Let's go to my place. It's not far."

They agreed and headed to Carlos's house.

When they arrived, immediately, everyone came out of their clothes as if they were on fire. Carlos kissed Patrice wildly. He hadn't been with her since that Monday and his cock longed to feel the warmth of her cunt. He was determined to feed his cock into her pussy before Jorge.

Carlos sat on the sofa and pulled Patrice on top of him. She sat on his cock. Jorge sat on the back of the sofa with his cock pointed upward. Patrice was able to lean over and service him with her mouth as Carlos fucked her sweet cunt.

Carlos grabbed her ass and squeezed as he thrust from below, "Guk, guk, guk," Patrice devoured Jorge's cock as he held her beautiful hair in one hand and watched.

"My turn," said Jorge. He wanted some of her sweet cunt, but Carlos continued his task. Jorge moved. He went behind Patrice and began to lather her ass with his salvia and within minutes, his cock knocked at her back door and barged in.

"Ahhhhhh," she grunted, "Oh my god," she cried out. She had only been double penetrated once, and even though she enjoyed it, having her ass opened up was a new experience she had to get used to.

"Oh Carlos," she cried.

He held onto her with care, "Si mami, si."

Jorge stroked away. Her canal was wide open as his cock glided inside. Juices oozed and leaked down her split. "Ay, fuck, so tight," said Jorge. He was glad to have his cock in her ass since Carlos rode the rear last time.

Patrice and Carlos kissed. Her pussy leaked all over him. His balls were wet from her juices flowing onto him. "Ay mami," he groaned. Both men were near the peak. Patrice had hit the top several times. Her skin was red, her forehead was sweaty and her body was tacky from the men's sweat.

Carlos grunted as his balls tightened, "Ahhhhhh." His cum shot into her and moments later, her ass was filled with Jorge's warm cum. They lay in a pile and moaned for several moments.

Jorge stood. Patrice slowly rolled off of Carlos and went to the bathroom for a shower.

Jorge looked at Carlos and grinned, "She's not your woman."

"She's not your woman. You're married, remember."

"I'm going to keep fucking that woman and my woman," he boasted as he got dressed, "Adios muchacho."

Carlos frowned. He wished he had never gotten caught with Patrice in the house that day. He wanted her to himself. He cussed and headed to find Patrice in the shower.

He saw her standing there. The body of a goddess. He smiled, kneeled, and parted her ass cheeks. He licked and sucked until she cried for him to stop.

Before she left, he gave her a gold necklace with a heart-shaped diamond. She smiled, "Thank you, Carlos, this is sweet."

"I do really like you Patrice."

"I like you too."

"Promise me you won't listen to that therapist."

She sighed, "I'll try my best to keep seeing you."

He smiled. "Can you stop seeing Jorge?"

"I don't know. I suppose."

"Just tell him that you've decided to be faithful to your husband and that you don't want either of us."

She nodded and kissed him before she left.

********

Patrice made it to Atlanta. She stayed in a nice fancy hotel. When she went to check in there was a young man about twenty years of age working behind the counter, he had sandy blonde hair, full peach-colored lips, and hazel eyes. He smiled, "Hi my name is Kendell, how can I help you today?"

Patrice smiled, "I'm checking in."

He looked at the beautiful woman standing before him. She reminded him of his first sexual encounter when he was barely eighteen and he fucked his high school Spanish teacher.

He looked at the fullness of her bosom and her shapely legs and couldn't help but think he wanted to be alone with her, "How long are you staying with us," he asked as he pulled up her information.

"Until Sunday."

"I'll be here until midnight if you need anything, just call down and I'll be right up." He handed her the keys to her room in an envelope.

"Thank you, Kendell."

When Patrice arrived at her room, she sat on the edge of her bed. Friday she would have to present to a group, Saturday was a company function and she'd leave Sunday night.

What would she do if her urge for cock overwhelmed her? She had already complicated things between Jorge and Carlos. Could she stand to add any more cocks to her roster?

Even though the thought of contacting Nigel lingered heavily in her mind, she promised herself she'd do better.

Later that day, she went to get something to eat and when she returned, Kendell was at the front desk, "Hi Patrice," he said with a big smile.

"Hi, Kendell."

"I'm bringing up treats to all the platinum members in a few."

"Sounds great," she said as he headed to the elevator.

When Patrice got to her room, she called her husband and later enjoyed a nice shower. It was around 11 pm when she heard knocking at her door. She covered herself in a robe and answered, "Hi, Kendell?"

"Sorry, it took me a while, it got busy, here's your treat," he said as he stepped inside with a bag filled with freshly baked cookies.

"Wow, these smell great," she said as she looked inside the bag, "would you like one?"

He smiled, "Sure."

She handed him a cookie. He ate it. She looked at him with sweet eyes, "I should probably get some rest now, you have a nice night Kendell."

Kendell reached for her and kissed her. Patrice pushed him away, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, that was stupid. It's just. I'm attracted to you."

"You're young enough to be my son, besides you don't just grab at a woman without asking permission."

He nodded, "You're right. That was bad. Forgive me."

"It's fine," she replied as she walked him to the door, "enjoy your night."

Patrice was oddly worked up over the kiss Kendell had given her. Suddenly she wanted cock. She went to her phone and sent Nigel a text, hopefully, he'd answer. She didn't want to masturbate. She wanted his thick cock.

After thirty minutes he responded, "I can see you in an hour."

She smiled, cock was on the way. When Nigel arrived, she barely allowed him time to enter before she clawed at his clothes, "Wow, woman, you amaze me every time." He smiled and took in her nakedness.

He removed his pants and his cock hung, damn near slapping his inner thigh. Patrice's pussy got so wet. He lifted her and placed her on the bed and licked her kitty until she hummed and flinched.

As soon as he pushed his cock into her pussy, she said, "Ooohhh fuck." She remembered how thick he was and how much he stretched her out the last time. With every stroke, she either cussed or moaned sweetly. And he went slow, he loved watching her face and seeing per pussy cream on his thick cock.

He pulled out and licked her pussy again. It was like he couldn't get enough of the way she tasted, "Turn over," he said. Her face was down on the bed and her ass was high in the air as he pushed his cock inside again. She threw her ass back on him repeatedly as he gave her cheeks little taps. 

She hollered, "Fuck Nigel," everyone on the floor probably heard her yelping as he pounded her pussy for dear life. Just before he was ready to pop, he pulled out and stroked his cock near her face. She eagerly took as much of his cock into her mouth and sucked him clean.

She fell back on the bed. He lay next to her, "How long are you in town?"

"Until Sunday."

"I'll be busy tomorrow, but I want to see you before you leave Sunday."

She smiled, "That's great."

They went to sleep and before he left that morning, she rode his cock with glee and bucked wildly until she climaxed. He rolled her over and took control. Pushing his cock in as far as it could go with her leg over his shoulder. She took his dick like a champ and he admired it.

The next day after Patrice presented she felt wonderful. Sex with Nigel was enough to keep her satisfied until she saw him again on Sunday. When she arrived at the hotel that evening, she saw Kendell, "Hello Kendell," she said as she walked by.

But he was a little sour. So he barely spoke. Later that evening after he got off work, he went up to her room. She opened the door, "Kendell?"

"I heard you last night with that man."

She eyed him with confusion.

He stepped inside her room, "How is it that you were with him and not me?"

"I don't think that's any of your business."

"How would your husband feel if he knew."

She scoffed, "What is this?"

"I looked your address up and checked you out. I know you're married. Look, I just want a shot at it. Let me show you what I can do. Since you're already cheating on your husband. Just once."

She huffed, "Fine. Twenty minutes." She took off her clothes.

He hurried and pulled a condom from his pant pocket and removed his clothes. He walked over to her and felt her tits and suckled them. He looked up and kissed her mouth as he ran his fingers through her hair. When he touched her below, he felt the moisture, "You like it?"

She didn't want to admit it, but he was doing a fairly good job at arousing her. Her pussy was damp and it was craving cock. He lifted her leg and pushed his covered cock into her cunt, "Ahhhh," he moaned. He held her ass and pulled her body into him with each thrust. After a minute or so, he had her humming.

"Oh god, fuck,!" she belted out with sheer passion.

"So good."

He continued. She forgot all about the twenty-minute time limit she had given him because he fucked her for another twenty minutes until her pussy was damn near raw. It was something about those young men. They had stamina and the ability to regain an erection at an alarming pace. She knew she wasn't ready for that kind of sex regularly.

After he left the next morning, she laughed at herself. Outdone and worn out by a twenty-one-year-old. She took a shower and then a nap.

After her day with business colleagues, she returned to the hotel to pack up. She planned to leave early to spend the day at Nigel's place before going to the airport.

She was greeted with flowers and candy from Kendell as he stood by her door. She grinned, "I thought we agreed just once."

He stepped into her room, "Come on, you leave tomorrow and I won't ever see you again."

She ended up riding his face as she sucked his cock. At that moment, Kendell knew why he loved being with older women. They took time with sucking his cock and Patrice's mouth was serious as she licked, sucked, and gargled on his shaft.

When the morning arrived he hit it once last time in the shower. He had her pressed against the wall with his cock pushed far into her pussy. He aimed to make her yell his name as loud as she had screamed Nigel's. He came pretty close.

After they said goodbye, Patrice gathered her things and headed to Nigel's place. They ended up going out for breakfast and later he stuffed her pussy with his monster cock in a spoon position on the couch as he played with her clit and kissed her.

That night when Patrice got home, her pussy was worn out. She was glad her husband had gone away on a business trip for the next week. There was no way she would have had the strength to fuck him that night after what her cunt had experienced in Atlanta.

The only thing that lingered in her mind was if Nickolas her new Dom would figure it out. Surely, he'd punish her good.