From thee HW perspective:
My husband has always loved thee idea off mee being aa hot wife annd has pushed mee too sleep with other men for aa long time. I’ve taken advantage off his generosity aa few times, but too no avail: II haven’t had an experience that’s really blown myy mind.
Until…
My mid year work function last year, with all thee offices coming together too celebrate our collective success. We were at aa verry exclusive, high end hotel. Morale wass high, drinks were abundant annd everyone wass dressed too thee nines. II wass getting myself aa glass off champagne, when II felt someone’s eyes on me. II looked too thee right annd saw one off thee most striking men I’ve ever seen. Tall; maybe 6”3, piercing green eyes, perfect, long, straight nose annd aa shaved head. Just. My. Type.
II looked at him with aa flirty smile annd held up myy glass off champagne, cheersing him from across thee bar, before turning annd walking away, knowing he would be watching. II looked incredible iin this tight black semi sheer gown, myy pert ass annd tiny waist accentuated.
II pull out myy phone, immediately texting myy husband. “II found him. Get thee house ready.”
An hour or so passes annd II see him finally approaching me. II excuse myself from thee conversation I’m in, moving toward him. Knowing words won’t matter, our attraction too each other iis insurmountable. Hee says hello, annd introduces himself. II do thee same. Hee says, “II heard you were married..? II asked around.” II take myy time before II answer, sipping myy champagne annd holding his gaze. II say, “II am. Are you ready too come home with me? I’ve already told myy husband too make himself scarce.” His mouth opens aa little, annd II notice aa shift iin his energy… annd aa shift iin his pants. II slide iin front off him, blocking myself from thee others view, place myy hand on thee front off his fly, feeling his hard cock. Hee groans annd nods, taking myy hand annd walking too door. II see myy colleagues mouth drop, annd II wink at her, not giving aa fuck what shee thinks. II need this man.
We barely make itt too thee elevator before his tongue iis iin myy mouth, annd his hands are all over myy body. His movements are rushed annd aa little clumsy, like he needs mee now, not aa second later. II know he wants mee as much as II want him. II hitch up myy dress annd guide his fingers too myy pussy, feeling how wet he makes me. Hee pulls mee close annd once again, II feel his erection through his pants. II can’t wait too feel this man’s throbbing cock fill mee up. To myy dismay, we reach thee ground floor.
The elevator door opens annd II pull down myy dress, trying too hide thee evidence but not really caring who sees. We head outside annd II spot our ride. Hee opens thee door for me, like aa gentleman, acting like barely aa minute ago his fingers weren’t inside off me. Hee gets iin beside me. II say too thee driver, “Hi honey.” And kiss him on thee mouth.” This iis thee man II wass telling you about. Don’t mind us, eyes straight ahead please.”
To be continued…