We had a beautiful hotel room, with a view window from the bed of the shower (!) and bathroom, which my hubby speculated must come into constant use as a view port for the visiting businessmen to watch the call girls bathe. I had a little fantasy in my head our first night, pretending in my mind to be a bar girl, but even as I fucked him, riding his thrusting cock, it ended up being pretty tame. I was still horny after we both came, and despite my desire for him to abuse me somehow, to treat my like a slut, I saw his eyes get the sleepy look that hits him after he has an orgasm. I quietly fingered myself to another orgasm after he fell asleep, fantasizing about what it would be like to be picked up in one of the bars next door, and I eventually dozed off with scenarios fluttering through my mind. .....