Beatrice? Patia? Patrice?
Beatrice? Patia? Patrice?
After a few minutes of continuously thrusting his rod, he realized he couldn't do away without kissing his wife. He asked for them to change positions.
"Babe, I want you to lie on your back, on top of me."
He pulled out and as he did; he saw some of her juices coming out. He was thrilled to know his wife was equally aroused.
The man first sat behind her and pulled her closer to his chest. He held her face, turning to his and kissed her luscious lips. He began to squeeze her breasts as he sucked on her tongue while Andrea pushed her back to feel his hardness from behind.
When the man felt he was at his limit, he laid on his back and pulled Andrea with him.
Her head was now resting on the pillow next to Lu Fang's face while her body remained on top of him. Her hands raised in between their heads, occasionally touching his face. She turned to continue their smooching while the man started to reach for her wet entrance with one hand, and the other holding her breast.
Her legs were spread apart, and in between were his. After teasing her clit with his fingers, he reached to find his length and rubbed it against hers. He then held her hips to support a lift and Andrea assisted by reaching to his tip, letting it inside her completely.
Moans started to echo through the room.
Lu Fang kept his hands in place, holding her hips, lifted it up and down, allowing her insides to rub against his repeatedly.
"Ahhh! F**k, Andy… I want to f**k you every day of my life," said the man as he broke off from her their smooch to declare his promise.
"I want you every day, babe."
"How much do you want me?"
"Badly! I want you inside me all the time!"
His wife's disclosure made him go crazy that he bit his lip and held on to her hips much tighter. Instead of letting his wife move up and down, he lifted her firmly and let his hips do the work.
Andrea tiptoed to give her husband more room for his thrusting motion, creating a loud slapping sound between the man's groin and her well shaped behind.
The man repeatedly pumped upward for half an hour before finally reaching climax, letting go of his fluid inside her. He pushed as hard as he could, three times more before subsequently becoming satisfied.
"Hmmh! Hmm! Aahhh!"
They both moaned while their lips sealed each other after reaching the heavens. He eventually rested his wife's hips on top of his and they continued to make out until they were out of breath.
In the morning the couple found themselves in each other's arms. They were still both naked but Lu Fang hid under the sheets completely feeling cold from the very low temperature.
Since it was a Monday morning, they needed to get up early as Lu Fang was scheduled to meet some of Yeong's business partners in real estate.
Lu-Wei Enterprises will be introducing the creation of a self-sufficient water system in their projects, adding more profit to the developers of subdivisions and condominium buildings.
As they were getting ready to leave for the office, Lu Fang saw his phone ringing. It was from Harold Smith. He contemplated whether or not to answer, but because he felt slightly guilty of having left last night, he took the call.
"Mr. Smith. How are you? How is your daughter… What was her name again?"
Harold was disappointed, to say the least. Not only did Lu Fang leave early from their dinner, but he also dares to forget his daughter's name. He tried his best to hide his dismay and answered, "Lu Fang. How easily do you forget?"
The man laughed. He truly was not himself last night. He was only thinking of making love to his wife.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Smith. I had a lot on my mind. Right… I remember it was Pamela!"
"Not, that is my wife, Pamela." It took Harold a second to reply.
"Was it… Beatrice?"
Since there was no immediate response, the man placed his phone on mute and asked Andrea the name of Harold's daughter, "Babe, what was Mr. Smith's daughter's name again?"
Coming out of the bedroom, she said, "Hmmp… I think it was Patrice? or Patia."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Yes, Patia! How is Patia? Ahh… Patrice?"
There was a moment of crickets before the man heard a response. "Lu Fang, I can't say that I am not disappointed, but I understand. You seemed preoccupied at the restaurant… My daughter's name is Patricia and not Patia, not Patrice nor Beatrice."
"Right! I'm so sorry. Patricia. How is she?"
"She is better now. Thank you for your concern… Listen, we may have rushed our meeting yesterday, and we forgot to give you our gifts -"
"That's nice of you, Mr. Smith, but it is not necessary -"
"Well, we have already bought them. We hope that you accept the gifts as an advance thank you for our soon to be partnership."
The man gulped, realizing he was too excited to get back to their hotel that he agreed to invest in Intramed Wise's expansion to China.
"Which hotel are you staying right now? We can drop off your gifts at the hotel lobby?"
Lu Fang did not think much about it and said, "We are staying at the W Hotel - "
"What? You are at the W? Well… We are too! What a coincidence!" Harold Smith lied. They were at a different hotel but it would be good if they were in just the same one, increasing the chances of meeting.
Although he had much work to do, he could still afford to stay for a week the most and pave way for his daughter to have alone time with Lu Fang.
Within the same day, Harold secured the family suite at the W Hotel and paid a hotel staff to identify which room Lu Fang and his wife were occupying. Unfortunately for him and his daughter, the couple was very busy with the expansion that they could not find time to squeeze in meeting the Smiths even for just a few minutes.
Patricia's attempt to see Lu Fang failed miserably that she decided to take matters to her own hands. She went to meet with the hotel's reservations manager and offered Fifty Thousand Dollars.
"I want a room card key to suite number 801."