She Betrayed Me for His Money... Now It’s All Mine

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Jezelle’s husband was supporting a middle-aged man with a large potbelly.

Jezelle also staggered as she walked. She must have drunk a lot of alcohol.

“Hubby, I’m very dizzy. Leave first with Mr. Henderson. I’ll check into a room for a rest,” Jezelle slurred.

“Whatever!” Jezelle’s husband scoffed dismissively and left with Mr. Henderson.

Jezelle looked toward me and then turned to walk toward the elevators.

She was staggering like a drunk a moment ago and now she was walking steadily.

I realized that Jezelle had just pretended to be drunk.

I got up and walked in large strides over to Jezelle as she waited for me by the elevators. I walked into her arms and grabbed her ass and sniggered. “You’re a great actress!”

“I’m so used to such occasions. It's very easy to get such scumbags drunk,” Jezelle said as she twitched her buttocks.

I could not resist and kissed Jezelle on her sexy neck. When the elevator doors opened, Jezelle grabbed my collar and pulled me into the elevator.

The elevator doors were closing and I was startled when they suddenly reopened. A bellhop pushed a trolley in and looked like he was delivering room service.

The bellhop pressed the button and had his back toward us. Jezelle chuckled when she saw my awkwardness.

The elevator arrived at the floor and the bellhop exited the elevator and turned around to glance at us. Perhaps he saw us behaving intimately when he entered the elevator.

Jezelle wanted to seduce me but I quickly pointed to the security camera. We were too excited just now and forgot about the camera.

We immediately grabbed each other as soon as we entered the suite. We kissed as we staggered toward the bed and started to remove each other’s clothing.

There was a large circular bed and Jezelle lay on it with her ass pointed toward me. My phone rang just as I was about to insert my rock hard penis into her. I looked at the phone and the caller was Sharon. What did that slut want?

I immediately rejected the call and Jezelle asked, “Who was it?”

“My wife!” I said angrily. She must have called to hasten me for the divorce.

I could not be bothered with Sharon.

I proceeded to penetrate Jezelle and I could hear her moans of pleasure.

Then, Sharon called, and once again I rejected the call.

I loved to fuck Jezelle from behind. It gave me the satisfaction of conquest.

Sharon called again and this time I answered.

“Where are you?” Sharon asked.

“What has it got to do with you?” I said as I thrust forcefully into Jezelle. Jezelle knew I was on the phone and tried her best not to make a sound but she still moaned erotically.

She was rather loud and Sharon heard it.

“Jordan, you scoundrel!”

“Look who’s talking? When you met that man at the hotel, did you remember that you were my wife? Have you no shame to leave with that scumbag? What right do you have to lecture me? You shameless bitch!” I increased my fucking rhythm as I yelled.

Jezelle gave up enduring and began to moan without reservation. Her groans were so enticing and erotic that enhanced my pleasure. We practically climaxed together and I could just imagine Sharon’s expression when we came.

I panted and could hear Sharon’s angry huffing and puffing. “Jordan, you’ll regret this!”

“Whatever!” I then cut off Sharon’s jabbering and ended the call.

Jezelle got up from the bed and looked at me with her beautiful eyes as she pressed her voluptuous boobs against me. She kissed me and said, “Let’s fuck to our heart's content and give them a taste of their own medicine!”

We fucked several times that night. From the bed to the bathtub to the sofa.

As we completed the last round, Jezelle hugged me tightly and said, “Jordan, I might have fallen in love with you.”

We were exhausted after a night of nonstop raunchy sex and fell into a deep sleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning, I opened my eyes and was immediately greeted by Jezelle’s tender loving eyes as she leaned over to kiss me.

This was the first time I saw a sparkle in Jezelle’s eyes. I hugged Jezelle gently and whispered, “I love you too!”

I had never said this to another woman other than Sharon.

Jezelle’s phone started to ring. It was her husband who had abandoned his wife at the hotel and did not bother to check on her for the entire night.

“So, he still remembers that I’m his wife!” Jezelle fumed.

“Where are you?” Jezelle’s husband asked.

Jezelle was in my embrace and I was gently tickling her nipples. Jezelle started to giggle, grabbed my hand, and told me softly not to fool around.

“I’m still at the hotel, what’s up? Are you asking me to entertain a customer this early in the morning?” Jezelle scoffed.

I listened to their conversation as I sensuously suckled Jezelle’s nipple causing her to pulsate to my rhythm. This time she did not stop me.

“Mr. Henderson forgot to sign the contract last night. We’ll continue tonight,” Jezelle’s husband ordered.

“What do you mean? Do you intend to make me sleep with him? I’m your wife for God’s sake!”

Jezelle got up and positioned herself on my rock-hard penis. It felt so good that I almost moaned.

"That’s not what I meant. What do you have to lose by letting him touch you? Do you know how much business I do with him annually? A million dollars last year! If he signs this contract tonight, then I’ll make at least two million dollars!”

“Is money all that you care about?” Jezelle endeavored to compose herself.

I did not dare to move too vigorously but that feeling was so thrilling.

“Jezelle, listen carefully. Tonight is too important for me and you better not ruin it. I’ll spike his drink tonight and he will think that he spent the night with you but it’s a woman who I have arranged for.”

“You’re actually willing for me to sleep with another man for a business deal? Are you crazy?” Jezelle was so angry that she trembled.

“I said that I will spike his drink. You will be safe.”

“I won’t do it! You absolutely have no scruples!” Jezelle cried and hung up the call.

I was dumbfounded to hear what Jezelle’s husband said.

Jezelle turned herself around and sobbed as we fucked wildly.

Her phone continued to ring but Jezelle did not answer it. However, she rode me according to the beat of the ring tone…