Chapter 1:
Katherine remembered the first time she saw him. A small moment that could have passed so easily if not for their eyes meeting for just long enough to turn her world upside down.
She was standing by the bar at the local pool hall, the one her husband Greg played at every week with his league. She had once loved outings like this, when the bars were exciting, everyone drank too much and mixed various drugs. Everything was new and exciting at nineteen when they met, he was her senior by a little more than a decade and had seemed so worldly and experienced. But after five years the interest was gone, and after ten neither really cared. While her eyes lingered dully on her spouse Katherine betrayed a visible smirk when she remembered wondering at their wedding if she could ever stop learning from Greg. "Allowed to marry but forbidden to drink is a fucked up idea" Katherine thought as she turned back to the bar for her Corona's. Her eyes lingered no more than a second at man at the other end of the bar playing pool. As he stood from shooting he flicked his hair and his green eyes met hers for a split second. Katherine felt as though electricity shot through here belly button and sucked the breath out of her lungs. The shock pulled the strength from her knees and shot up between her legs like a defibrillation of her once passionate sex drive. It lasted all but a second before turning her head in reflexive embarrassment, but it was enough to ignite something in Katherine that she had only ever dreamed of. Something her girlfriends had been describing in increasing frequency from exotic elopements.
Fumbling in her purse Katherine could feel the mans eyes examine her behind. Katherine felt exposed like suddenly her tight skirt was just a little too short, like the man was undressing her from across the bar just as easily as if she were standing pressed up against him. The feeling nagged until she sneaked a glance while gathering the beer, the man was more a boy to her, her couldn't have been more than twenty four but what a man he was becoming. His motorcycle jacket fit snugly across broad shoulders and sloping down to end just above tight jeans and a tight ass. He turned to collect money from his opponent and his sharp cheek bones and defined jaw broke into a quick smile that was both careless and mischievous.
She could stall no longer and moved back towards her estranged table, Katherine felt totally changed within the space of a few moments, the table that was so familiar to her now seemed like the most unnatural place for her to be. She noticed for the first time to her thrill that her purple lace panties she wore in vain for her husband were now getting wetter with every step.
Thanks for reading, let me know if you want Chapter 2.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/2jilea/indecent_temperaments_working_title
Yep. I think more would be in order. :)