No sooner had her recent "lover" left out the backdoor, than the front door knock resounded through the house.
Quickly, she ran to the door, thrusting her arms into one of her husbands shirts, not bothering to button it over her naked body.
He came in quickly and before she could blink, had her bent over the dining room table.
In. Out. In. Out. Innnn. She moaned and quietly orgasmed.
"I'm close," he grunted.
"No, not yet," she answered, "we've time. Go slow."
Innnn. Ouuuut. Innnnn.
A car pulled into the driveway. She pushed herself off the table, disengaging from her "lover".
"Oh, my god. My husband! Quick, out the back door."
"Aw, god, I was so close," he moaned.
"I'll send you an email," she whispered and patted him on the butt as she shoved him out the back door.
"Whew, that was a close one", she giggled to herself.
The doorbell rang and she ran to greet her next "blue ball" quickie.