They stepped out into the hallway, Reg leading Ruth down the hall, her hand firmly in his, his other free hand waving the room key card in front, a triumphant smile all over Reg's face.

They stopped at a door, and with a swift movement, Reg slipped the key card into the slot; the light went green, and he pushed it open.

Ruth took small steps, her heels clicking rapidly on the floor as she quickly followed him inside, right behind him, almost pressing against him; she closed the heavy door behind them.

Ruth threw her bag onto an empty seat.

"Finally," she said, turning to face Reg, her arms reached up and draping over his shoulders, she leaned in and placed her lips on his, "I thought for a second we would get caught; Helaina is so nosy." Ruth told him as she placed another kiss on his lips,"

"I know, Tom had no idea, but Helaina might be a problem; we might need to whack her if she thinks of spoiling all our future fun." Reg joked as he kissed her back.

"I'll do it myself if it ruins my chances of getting a dicking off of you, stud." Ruth was surprised she was so vocal.

"Well, let's make the most of the night," Reg encouraged.

Ruth knew he wanted to get on with it, and so did she, her eyes hungry and bright. She quickly reached for his belt, her fingers eagerly and purposely loosening it.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," Reg told her as she feverishly opened his trousers. "I have wanted to fuck you for so long."

Reg watched as Ruth sank to her knees in front of him, her hands wrapping around his shaft.

Ruth moaned as she pulled his trousers and underwear down all in one go, her eyes feasting on his cock, springing free and bouncing towards her like an arrow. "Bet I wanted to fuck you more," she said, her voice deep, intently breathing heavy on the tip of the dick bobbing in front of her chin.

She licked her lips, eager to taste him again after their earlier adventure in the corridor.

"Goodie, I get to suck you again," Ruth said, then opened wide and crept forward, swallowing him; as she came back up for air, she took her mouth off him and began to tug his cock back and forth, "And this time I don't need to worry about anyone seeing us, not that I wasn't enjoying the thrill, mind you," she said between sucks and tugs.

"It's such a turn-on, sneaking around." Ruth pouted, looking up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "Sneaking around with YOU." Ruth admitted before she sucked him deep into her throat again, making sure to take him as far as she could.

Reg groaned, his hands finding their way into Ruth's hair, gently guiding her head up and down as she bobbed on his cock. 

"Monday morning at the office, I'm going to be soaking wet all day. Thinking about this, I'm going to wear my shortest skirt, a white blouse, and a red bra. The question is, Panties or no panties?" Ruth asked while she massaged his balls.

Reg thrust his hips forward. "No panties; I like the thought of you being soaked and ready for me all day."

He groaned as Ruth's tongue swirled around his head before her throat worked to take him deeper.

"Me walking around the office, dripping wet, thinking about this fat cock?" Ruth gasped, catching her breath. She looked up at him, her eyes watering slightly as she took him deeper. "Knowing it's only until we are alone before our next office fuck session?" Ruth said as she pulled back, sucking on the tip before she plunged back down.

"Get up and bend over that bed," Reg demanded.

Ruth moaned in agreement and obeyed, standing up and moving to the bed. She bent over, her ass in the air, her knees slightly spread for balance. She could feel the soft bed below her.

Reg came up behind her. "I've been dreaming about this since I first saw you," he growled, his voice thick with lust as he pulled up her dress over her hips, the ruffled material clinging to her curves.

Ruth closed her eyes and bit her lip, anticipation coursing through her. "Then stick that fat cock right up my pussy," she taunted as he pulled her soaked panties down; they stopped at her spread thighs.

He rubbed the head of his cock against her wet slit, teasing her. He knew how much she wanted it.

"You're so wet, Ruth. Your pussy is dripping for me," Reg said in a low, growly voice.

Ruth moaned, her body arching into his touch.

"Stick it in, please," she begged, pushing back against him. She could feel his cockhead at her entrance.

A few teasing thrusts, and she gasped as he slid inside her, filling her completely. Ruth let out a low moan, her body pulsing with pleasure as he began to move, his hands gripping her hips firmly.

"You're even better than I imagined, Ruth," Reg groaned, his voice thick with desire.

Ruth pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts eagerly. "You feel incredible," she moaned. "I've thought about this way more than you, and you're even better than I could have imagined."

Reg's grip on her hips tightened, his pace quickening. "Do I feel better than your husband?" he asked, the words coming out like a challenge.

Ruth gasped, her nails digging into the bedspread. "Who?" she teased, "Oh, that tiny dick I call a husband?" She taunted, her tone dripping with sarcasm and contempt. 

Reg suddenly thrust deeper, then again. Thrusting hard and fierce.

Ruth's moans echoed around the room, "You're the best fuck I've ever had," she gasped out, her fingers gripping the sheets tighter, her body writhing under him, "No one has ever fucked me this good." 

Reg's grip on her hips tightened; he fucked her harder, his balls slapping against her with each thrust.

"I bet your husband can't even get you off, can he?" Reg taunted, his voice laced with contempt.

Ruth could feel the heat building in her core, the pressure of her orgasm building with each thrust. She loved the way Reg's cock filled her, the way he fucked her like she was his.

"Never, not once," Ruth said.

"I bet you don't even come to work for the money; you only come to see me, to fantasise about fucking me any chance you get," Reg said, his voice a low growl, his thrusts increasing in force and speed.

Ruth moaned, her body on fire, his words driving her wild. "Yes, yes, I do. I fucking dream about you fucking me all the time," Ruth gasped, her body tensing as the pleasure built.