Bruce suddenly stopped. “It’s too hot, I can’t continue. We have to get out.” He was short of breath and pushed Jennifer out of the steam room. The sudden drop of temperature felt amazing. Bruce marched off in the direction of the small garden, looking for air.

Jennifer took a big towel from a shelf, spread it on the floor and told him to lie down. “You’re tired, baby. Relax and enjoy.”

She sat down on him but turned her back on him – sitting in the reverse cowgirl position. She could only see his legs – two massive thighs and two round calves – but also had a very unique view of his balls. She looked down and saw her throbbing clit and her swollen pussy lips, tightly surrounding the base of his large cock and rubbing his beautiful balls.

She put her hands in her hair and started moving, alternatively arching her back, then bringing her hips forward. She kept grinding against him with passion, feeling his massive cock extremely deep inside her gut and the butt plug providing her a wonderful anal penetration.

I feel like he’s double fucking me... My God, it’s so good!

Bruce’s hands were caressing her arms, her shoulders, her neck then they were going down on her back, continuing to her waist and her hips. He was accentuating her grinding movements with his hands, going in rhythm with her. She knew he was getting more and more excited, and felt his cock pulsating – he was about to cum.

She grabbed his balls and moved even more quickly, giving him sharp hips thrusts and moaning to excite him. Before long, Bruce’s chest heaved up and he jerked violently, bucking and twisting on the floor like a caged animal. Jennifer felt like there was a hot water jet burning inside her pussy – Bruce was cumming hard, releasing his hot sperm inside her and screaming with a hoarse and guttural voice. “Ooh! Fuck yeah...”

Feeling Bruce taking so much pleasure deep inside her was enough to trigger Jennifer’s climax. The burning feeling of his sperm in her channel, combined with the mind-blowing caress of the plug in her asshole was driving her crazy. In turn, she screamed and collapsed on his legs, still riding him and grinding to prolong the sweet friction of his velvet cock coated with his cum against her walls. She could see his white and hot spunk dripping on his balls and she caressed him, spreading it on her pussy and her clit.

After five minutes of post orgasmic bliss, she straightened up, still sitting on him, and turned around to see him; but when she turned her head, her gaze met a young lady’s eyes, standing next to the showers, her hands crossed in front of her. Jennifer’s heart skipped a beat.

Jesus, she scared me! What the hell is she doing here?

The young lady smiled and slightly bent forward – apparently not disturbed nor embarrassed by the situation.

“Time for massage!”

Chapter Eight

Bruce and Jennifer arrived in a slightly cold and dark room, with two massage tables in the middle and two white origami towels, representing two swans.

Each one of them was wearing a yukata, a casual summer kimono, and was naked underneath. They were greeted by two middle-aged women who invited them to get undressed and to lie down on the tables.

A hot sex session with champagne, followed by a full body oil massage - This is heaven...

Bruce and Jennifer were taken care of for ninety minutes, and felt completely relaxed afterwards. When the two masseuses left, Bruce – still covered with oil – came on top of Jennifer’s body and gave her a sensual French kiss. He did so while rubbing his entire body against her and she felt his arousal pretty quickly; in a matter of seconds, Bruce was rock hard again and slid his cock inside Jennifer’s lubricated pussy with ease.

“Just a quickie before going home.” Bruce whispered in Jennifer’s ear.

“Anything you want, baby.”

After a short but intense intercourse to complete their massage and to conclude the wonderful evening, Bruce and Jennifer took a shower and went back to the car, where June had been waiting. On the way back, they stopped at a lively street to buy something to eat. They both had rice with fried chicken served in pink plastic plates and sat on plastic stools on the pavement. June had already had dinner and simply waited near the car.

“It’s very funny to see you in this situation – the whole scene seems unreal.” Jennifer said smiling.

“You mean to see me eating street food? Oh, no... You definitely don’t know how I was living before Wilson Corp.! It’s excellent, by the way – fat, but very tasty. I’ll get another one.”

After their picturesque midnight dinner, they went back to the hotel, walking hand in hand toward their room. Bruce seemed very relaxed, and Jennifer could see that he truly enjoyed the moment as much as she did.

“Bruce, tonight was the best surprise ever! I’m feeling so good right now. I’m so light and relaxed – it’s incredible. Thank you so much!”

“Yes, it was amazing. I’m still excited just thinking of what we’ve done over there.”

Bruce opened the door of their room when Jennifer’s phone vibrated once again.

Shit! Not now...

Bruce was walking in front of her, so she quickly glanced at her message. “I hope you received my little gift and that you love it. Enzo.”

Jennifer sighed. What gift?

As soon as she deleted the message, she heard Bruce screaming – it sounded like a thunder. “WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? Jen, come here!”

She gasped and joined Bruce in their bedroom, a sinking feeling deep in her stomach. “What?”

Bruce was holding a huge bunch of roses and had a card in his hand. “Can you explain this to me?”

“I don’t know what it means, Bruce! I’m surprised as much as you are! Maybe it’s from the hotel management?”

“Yeah, probably! Let me read you what’s on this little card. You must be very intimate with the hotel staff to receive such a note with flowers.” Bruce’s face was dark and threatening, a total and drastic shift from the relaxed look he had just a few minutes earlier. “To Jennifer – So far, yet so close. I miss you. E.”

Bruce threw the flowers and the card on the bed and approached Jennifer, his eyes filled with anger. “You owe me an explanation. I’m waiting.”

Jennifer was sweating, and her heart was racing. All kinds of thoughts were going through her mind, and she couldn’t control herself. Damn, Enzo! Why do you have to bring me troubles?

She took Bruce’s hands and kissed them desperately. “It’s not what you think, baby. I promise you, it’s nothing.”

“Where have you been during these three days? What are all these messages you keep receiving? You think I don’t hear them? Don’t lie to me...” Bruce was shaking but his voice was calm yet threatening.

“You’re scaring me, Bruce.” Jennifer said, overwhelmed by anxiety and feeling her legs become jelly. She was nearly crying. “Promise me you won’t get mad at me.”

“I don’t have to promise you anything!” Bruce was shouting, forcing her to look down. “Now answer me! Where have you been? Who’s E?”

“It stands for Enzo...” Jennifer finally managed to say in a low voice. “I met him in a bar next to my hotel. I swear I wasn’t trying to flirt or anything, it just happened. He came to talk to me, he was nice and, to be honest, I didn’t have any reason to be rude to him so we spent the last three days together. He took me around the city. That’s it, Bruce, there’s nothing more between me and him.”

Bruce grabbed her by the arm. “Did you fuck him?”

Even though she expected Bruce to ask, Jennifer felt shocked by the brutality and rudeness of the question. “NO! Are you crazy! Who do you think I am? I didn’t sleep with him!”

Bruce chuckled nervously. “You know... I don’t expect you to tell me that you’re the kind of woman who sleeps with strangers – I mean, who would ever admit that? Of course, you will tell me that it’s not your style. My ex-wife, what do you think she told me when I confronted her? Tell me – what do you think she said?”