Where it happened: His House
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I got married at 30, to a nice young man I went out with for 3 years. He made a lot of money as an advertising executive, and I’ll admit that was half the reason I married him. I’m one of those women who like strong, dirty, naughty sex every now and again, and my husband refused to give me that. After about a year of marriage, our sex life got boring, and we started having sex less and less.
I knew my husband’s boss always liked me, and I caught him looking at my boobs every now and again, but I always told myself he was married and he’d never try and come on to me.
One office party, my husband couldn’t go as he was in Japan for work, but he asked me to go and told me that John (his boss) would “look after me”. I showed up at the hotel, and as soon as I walked in the door, John was at my side. “Hello! Heard your husband forced you to show up!” he said.
“Yeah,” I agreed. “No offense, but I hate these parties. It’s always way too hot.”
He agreed, and asked if I wanted to go into the hallway outside the convention room and get some air. I agreed, and we got to talking.
We joked about marriage and we even discussed sex lives. I told him about my husband’s aversion to kinky sex, and he responded by telling me about similar intrests, but his wife wouldn’t let him either.
“So we’re both a pair of people with shitty sex lives,” I laugh.
“Yeah.”
Here I was looking at him, and something just slipped out, “Hey, have you ever wondered what it’d be like to have just one night of passionate, sweaty, steamy sex? With an unbelievably hot guy?”
“Well, of course i’d like that,” he teased,”but with a woman of course.”
I laughed, and said, “Well, I better be going. Work tomorrow.”
“Sure, sure. Can I drop you home?”
“Yeah,” I said, “I’d like that.”
I climbed into the dark interior of his strech limousine. “Nice car,” I noted.
He told the driver, “Back to my apartment then,”and climbed in.
“Your apartment?” I asked.
“Yup. For a night of passionate, sweaty, steamy sex.”
At his place, he unlocked the door and walked in. We walked to the living room. He fixed me a drink and we talked for another few minutes. I stood up to admire a beautiful painting on his wall when I felt soft lips on my neck. Two muscly arms snaked around my waist and I felt his breath on my ear. I turned around, and his lips met mine. He breathed into my mouth, and I felt my stomach flip. His tongue caressed mine, and his hands slid down and stroked my bottom. I unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, when I felt him lift me up. He carried me to the bedroom, which was soft and lot by candlelight. I took off his shirt, and touched his chest. He broke away to whisper, “When does that passionate sex start?”
I stepped away from him, and, holding his gaze, lay down on the bed. I opened my top, revealing my bra, and said “Right now. You can do whatever you want with me.” He grinned- and pounced. Then he was on top of me, kissing me with a steaminess that wasnt there before. He ripped of my top, pulled off my skirt and left me in my bra and thong. His hands worked their way under my bra, and caressed my nipples. I moaned softly, and touched his toned chest. He slipped my bra off, and massaged my breasts. This gave me such pleasure I groaned quietly. He smiled and started to kiss my breasts, and my body. He worked his way down until he came to my genital area. He took my thong off with his teeth, and I felt so aroused I nearly fucked him then and there. He stared at my vagina and said,” The secret to really good sex is some vaginal licking.” Next thing I felt his tongue was in my pussy, and all my love juices were in his mouth. His tongue penetrated the lips of my pussy, and stroked along it many times. I felt his lips along my inner thighs and heard him whisper,”I’m about to get inside you.”
He unbuckled his trousers and threw them away. I took off his briefs. I grabbed his cock and, without thinking, put it in my mouth. This felt so good, I can’t describe it. When I finally finished, I whispered “Damn I’ve always wanted to try that.” He smiled, kissed me some more and put on a condom. He got between my legs and entered me with one swift stroke. After only a few strokes, the tempo and rhythm got faster and more ragged. My breathing was coming in gasps, and I groaned out,”Keep going!! Please oh please keep going…” Finally I felt an orgasm shudder through me, and at that exact moment he spurted all he had into me. We both moaned and held each other until we finished. We showered together, and walked around the apartment naked for the whole weekend. I have never experienced sex like that since then, and I don’t think I ever will.
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