Jake’s POV

“Answer it. Put him on speaker.”

Lila’s eyes flash with panic and something darker as she reaches for the phone. My cock is still half-hard inside her, pinned against the fogged glass, her legs locked around my waist. She swipes to accept the call and hits the speaker button with a trembling finger.

“Marcus,” she says, voice carefully steady. “It’s late. Is everything okay?”

His voice comes through clear and warm, the sound of a man who has no idea his wife is currently stretched around another man’s cock with two loads of cum already leaking out of her.

“Hey, baby. Flight got delayed in Chicago. I’m stuck...