Prone To Carnal Sin

I had been out of town on business but the offers made were unacceptable and I didn't need that kind of business anyway. They said their position was absolutely non-negotiable. So, I returned to my hotel room, packed my small bag and made for the airport and the return trip home. On the two-hour flight home, I fantasized about being in my beautiful wife's arms. She was awesome. She stood five feet four inches and weighed in at one-hundred-and-one pounds. Her face was gorgeous. She had big brown eyes and a small nose. Her lips were full and her complexion reflected her Asian ancestry. Her breasts were magnificent, full and pert. She always said they were small, but they weren't. They were firm with gorgeous brown nipples as big as the tip of my pinky finger.

In my fantasy we were in bed, naked, making love. She lay below me with her legs spread wide as I slowly made love to her. On getting to my house, I heard a peculiar sound that froze my footsteps. I listened with my head cocked to one side. The sound was altogether too familiar and was coming from the far side of the house where the bedrooms were located. The sounds were emanating from the spare bedroom. I could hear the steady creak of the bed and a female moaning in obvious pleasure. Who could be having sex in our spare room?