He continuously thrusted into her, pushing her against the wall and welcoming the task of doing most of the work. She was thankful since she needed to focus on keeping quiet.

With a stifled grunt, he came into her, both of them instantly slumping against the wall. They kissed, relishing the taste of each other’s lips.

“Think you can get away from your husband next weekend?”

She smiled.

“I think so. We’d better get back to the party,” she said as she pulled her little black dress down and returned to her husband, giving him a kiss on the cheek.