Molly and Josh had been exchanging looks and flirting all night, she wasn’t really sure what the catalyst was, maybe it was the alcohol, perhaps it was because she and her husband hadn’t had sex in weeks, but the chemistry between the two was off the charts. This wasn’t the first time her and her husband had been out with Josh and his wife, but tonight was different.
She and Josh’s wife, Jane, were good friends. Their friendship started when they served on the PTA together when their kids were younger, and over time they became good buddies. She always thought Josh was good looking, but until this evening she wasn’t really attracted to him. Her and Josh had sat across from one another during dinner and started flirting almost immediately, she was surprised their spouses hadn’t picked up on it, but then again maybe they had, and just didn’t think much of it.
As usual the two couples had a great time, and after dinner no one was ready to call it a night, so when Josh and Jane asked Molly and her husband, Brad, back to their house for a nightcap they jumped at the opportunity. They were all hanging out on Josh’s and Jane’s patio enjoying Josh’s “famous” margaritas, truth be told, his margaritas weren’t all that special, he was just very generous with the tequila and Cointreau. When everyone’s drinks were getting low, Jane asked Josh if he’d be a dear and make another batch. Without hesitation he agreed and Molly offered to help. Josh politely turned her down, but she insisted, he ultimately gave in. Jane and Brad were engrossed deep in conversation and probably wouldn’t miss them anyway.
Of course the flirting and innuendos continued while they were in the kitchen mixing the margaritas. As Molly poured the tequila into the mix, Josh warned her, “Be careful, tequila makes women horny and I’ve used it in the past to get women out of their pants.”
Molly smirked and responded, “Really? Sounds like something you made up.”
Josh replied, “Now why would I do that?”
“I don’t, maybe to impress me?”
“Do I need to impress you?”
“No but I’m going to need something more than your word.”
“Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
At this point Molly was standing with her back against the counter facing Josh. The sexual tension between the two was palpable. Josh move forward pressing his body against hers, starring deep into her eyes, she could feel his cock, rock hard pressing against her lower stomach. Her mind raced, wondering what was going to happen next.
She knew this was wrong, their spouses were outside, less than 100 yards away, but she couldn’t stop it, she didn’t want to. This was the first time she’d ever done anything like this and she liked it. She liked being the bad girl, a slut. Married for over 15 years, she was a good wife, good mom, good daughter, good daughter in-law, good employee, good manager; she’d done everything right. Maybe she should have bought herself a sports car, like middle age men do when they’re going through a mid-life crisis, but her she was about to cross the line, with her good friend’s husband, in their kitchen.
Josh was by no means a saint. He hadn’t really ever cheated on his wife. Maybe when out with his buddies, he may have chatted up and flirted with woman or two, and okay, yes, there was that one woman he made out with, felt her up a bit, but that was the furthest he’d ever gone. No doubt he’d always been attracted to Molly, but never imagined they’d end up here. There was something about the moment though, maybe it was the thrill of fooling around right under their spouses’ noses. Whatever it was, being with Molly in this moment turned him on more than he’d ever imagine. This probably made him a bad guy, but it didn’t stop him, he’d grapple with the moral consequences another time.
Molly wasn’t sure what Josh’s next move would be, she wondered if she should take the initiative, all she had to do was wrap her arms around him, pull him closer. She hadn’t wanted anyone this bad in a long time.
Playing it cool, Josh reached over Molly’s shoulder opening the cabinet door behind her, “excuse me….”. He shuffled around in the cabinet, “Oh there they are.” He pulled out two shot glasses. He took a couple of steps back, looking around for the tequila, there it is. He poured them both a shot and gave one to Molly.
Molly joked, “What, no lime or salt?”
Josh smiled and downed his shot, “Now your turn.”
Molly giggled and downed her shot. After she was done she replied sarcastically, “Hmmm, I guess it didn’t work, my pants are still on.”
Josh chuckled, moving closer to her, “you have to give it a moment to work.”
Once again his body was pressed against hers, Molly thought to herself, “I shouldn’t”, just before they kissed.
While they kissed Josh slipped is thumbs into the waistband of Molly’s yoga pants and started to pull them down. He wondered if perhaps he was going too far, Molly stopped kissing him and jokingly commented, “That’s not fair.”
With a playful devious smile on his face, Josh asked, “Do you want me to stop?”
Molly replied, “I didn’t say that, just pointing out that you’re using tequila to get into my pants.”
Josh joked, “….and your point?”
He got on his knees continued to slowly pulled down her pants and panties. When her pants were down around her ankle he helped her step out of one leg. There he was, face-to-face with her pussy. He could tell that it hadn’t be groomed in while, it was clear that she hadn’t anticipate being in this position tonight. Her labia were an outie and glistened from her wetness. He wanted to dive in, devour her but instead he took his time. Savoring the moment, taking in her sweet musty aroma.
He gently ran his tongue around the hood of her clit, before taking away. She gasped at his touch and was disappointed when he stopped. He reengaged slowly rolling his tongue around her clit again, her body shivered a little from the intense pleasure. He spread her legs a little wider, having her put her left leg over his shoulder giving him easier access to her pussy. He then ran his tongue up her slit like he was licking an ice cream cone. Her knees went a little weak and she stabilize herself by putting both hands on his head and leaning back against the counter.
He gently swirled his tongue around her clit some more, she moaned, “Oooooh fuck”.
He then flicked his tongue back and forth across her clit, slowly, gently at first but getting progressively faster, harder as her moans became louder. Mindful of their spouse, Molly resisted the urge to scream out loud, she tried to control herself, but it felt so fucking good, she wanted to just let go, enjoy the moment, scream at the top of her lungs.
Somehow she was able to contain herself and quietly groaned as the pressure deep inside her built, “oh fuck, oh fuck…..oh god Josh, don’t stop, don’t stop…..”
She began to grind against his face, she was close and could hardly maintain control. Josh continued to flick his tongue back and forth against her button, but she was grinding so hard it was a little tough. Although, at this point it almost didn’t matter, she was on the edge, about to go over at any moment.
She was panting heavily as a warm sensation built deep inside her pussy. She commanded, “Don’t stop, don’t stop, oh god, oh fuck, oh fuck, oooooooh fuuuuuuck…”.
Her pussy began to pulsate as it let go, exploding all over Josh’s face. Her body shivered, her knees went weak as wave after wave of the orgasm coursed through her body.
As she came down from her intense orgasm and stopped grinding against Josh’s face, held there for a moment, gently applying pressure to her clit while her pussy continues to pulsate. Her knees went weak and had to help stabilize herself holding onto Josh’s head.
As Josh stood up, Molly giggled, “Holy shit, what was that?”
He chuckled, “If you don’t know, maybe I was doing it wrong.”
She smiled, “Oh no, there’s was nothing wrong with your technique. My mind is still spinning; how the hell did we get here?”
Josh shrugged, “Do you regret it?”
She responded, “No…well yes, at least I should…but I don’t. You want the truth?”
Josh nodded yes, “At this point I won’t expect anything less.”
She continued, “I fucking LOVED it and want more, please fuck me, Josh!”
She unbuckled and unzipped his pants and grabbed his cock. She wanted it so bad she could almost taste it. She thought about going down on him, wanting to return the favor, but instead she wanted him inside her. She hopped up on the counter and spread her legs. She started to guide him towards her but he stopped her.
“Wait, we’ve been in the house way too long someone is going to check on us at any moment.”
With her hand wrapped around his cock, she pulled him closer and begged, “Pleeease, just fuck me, god I want you so fucking bad right now!”
Gently stroking his cock, she was almost impossible to resist, he never wanted anything more, but he knew this wasn’t the right time, “We can’t, we’ll have over opportunities, I promise it’ll be worth the wait.”
She protested, “Awe come on, just the tip.”
Josh cocked his head to the side and smirked.
She finally gave in, letting his cock go, “I’m going to hold you to that.”
He honestly was surprised with how much self-control he was able to exercise. If she had persisted he probably would have given in, regardless of the consequences. For now, he’d exercise restraint, resist the urge to push the needle to far, there would be other opportunities
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nxx4k6/mf_be_careful_with_the_tequila_fiction_cheating
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