Mrs Perfect Mom [MF][ADULTERY] (Part 2 as requested)

Thanks to a few enthusiastic readers – which I’m still in complete shock about – I decided to finish up with a part 2 of my little saga. As with the first part, this is about as true as I can remember.

Part 1 is here: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nyc85y/mrs_perfect_mom_mfadultery/

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We spent the next 10 or so minutes talking about nothing, or at least nothing memorable. I can’t speak for her but I was trying to figure out how to talk about what had just happened and what was about to happen, or if it even should. I wanted her to know how badly I wanted it but also how much I knew it shouldn’t be happening, and I was terrified that we’d be seen or that she would tell somebody or that we’d get caught. I do recall telling her that I had never been there – it was a little fancy for my crowd – and she was kind enough to direct me through the handful of turns and to the valet area. Yeah, they have a valet service. I don’t think I’d ever had another human being park my car FOR me.

The young man who would be doing us the service was dressed in black pants, a distinctive purple button down with a tie of the same color, and a black vest buttoned neatly to the middle of his torso. I’m guessing his shoes were worth more than my car, but I was there with HER and I kind of weirdly hoped he noticed that. I don’t know why. I wanted like a high five or a knuckle bump or a wink and nod. Not a finger gun click noise, though, that would be weird.

He opened her door and just before she got out she looked at me, smiled and winked. I don’t know why but that made me feel better.

We walked in and approached the front desk – but she stopped me a few feet out and said “just have a seat and let me do this please.”

I sat and waited for what felt like an eternity. But when I saw him hand her a key card in a tiny envelope, I knew we were good to go. She walked casually to the elevator, pressed the up button and signaled me to join her. “Too bad it’s only going 3 floors or we could have knocked out one of my bucket list items” she said softly, leaning in towards my shoulder, smiling broadly.

We rode up, walked down the carpeted, silent hallway, to the room. As she opened the door, I said “I’m sorry that I am not able to give you money for this today but I will…”

“Hush Mr TuesdaysandThursdays, you’re doing ME a favor here.”

Did she…what? She thinks I’m…WHAT?

The door lock clicked, and she entered ahead of me, tossing her purse onto the bed. She looked into my eyes, threw her arms around my neck and started to say “look I know this is a little, um, strange but” and before she could finished I pulled her close to me and kissed her. It wasn’t one of those soft romantic kisses you see in movies, it was one of those raw, visceral kisses where the goal was to simply consume the soul of the other person. We tugged at each others clothes, her untucking my shirt from my pants, me unbuttoning her blouse faster than I could have unzipped the rain fly from a camping tent. It took a huge amount of conscious energy not to just rip it apart, but I managed. As soon as I got it unbuttoned, I spun her around and pulled it off of her body, throwing it somewhere – no idea where. I pushed her up against the wall and kissed the back of her neck, my body tight against her, and her hands gripped at the sides of my pants. I reached up under her left arm and wrapped my hand around her throat. Her head fell back and she took a sharp breath.

I kissed her shoulder, giving it a soft bite, then let go of her throat so I could get her bra off, then licked and sucked my way down her back. I reached up inside the sides of her skirt, finding where the thong she was wearing clung to her hips. I pulled them down and she stepped out, then I pulled her skirt off. Holy fucking shit she was completely naked, except for her heels.

While kneeling behind her, I kissed and licked her ass and the small of her back, and ran my hands up and down her legs. She parted her feet and bent her knees a little, and when I got close to her pussy, she would arch her back, as if offering it to me.

I pulled her back away from the wall by her hips and lifted her right leg so her knee was resting on the top of the tv stand directly next to her. She leaned forward when I did and I buried my face into her pussy from behind.

“OHHH GOD” she moaned “SO GOOD” as I flicked her clit with my tongue. I alternated between licking her clit and sticking my tongue into her pussy, rubbing her clit with my thumb when I did. She responded to every lick and thrust with a moan or a word, or by adjusting her body or weight so I could maximize access.

I could sense that she was about to cum again, and I stopped, stood up and pulled her to me again, facing me, and lifted her up on the tv stand. I dropped back down to my knees and put her legs over my shoulders, causing her to fall back a little but giving her a better view. I looked up to see her, and she was staring down at me, watching my tongue flicking at her clit. She gripped the sides of my hair, and the top, pulling me tighter into her, breathing harder and faster. When I slid a finger into her pussy, I could hear her let out a ‘fuck yes ohhh fuck’ between breaths. When I slid a second finger into her, increasing the speed and depth, and sucking her clit harder, she immediately went into orgasm. Her clit throbbed and pulsated and her pussy gripped my fingers in waves. Then her back straightened hard, and she stopped breathing – her legs squeezed the sides of my head and when I looked up at her, her face was turning red… then she exhaled with a loud moan and her body went limp, just as it had done in the car.

I stood up, wiped my face off, and sat on the edge of the bed.

She was breathing hard and her eyes were watery. I told her to rest for a minute, relax, and enjoy the feeling she was having.

She waited a moment, then walked over to the bed, straddled me and kissed me like we had at the front door when we first got there. Her body was tight against mine again, and she rubbed her pussy against my now throbbing cock through my pants. She pulled my shirt off and knelt in front of me. “Stand up and get those pants off” she ordered.

I did exactly that and as soon as I stepped out of them, she grabbed my hips and swallowed my cock again, with another loud moan. She sucked on me, hard and deep again, slurping and looking up at me in between. After a few seconds she shot back up to her feet, pushed me on the bed and climbed up, grabbing my cock with one hand and guiding it into her pussy. She didn’t stop until I was all the way in – and when I was she, rocked her hips forward and backward, then lifted up and dropped back down a few times. I grabbed her by the ass and pulled her down harder, and the sound of her flesh slapping against mine echoed off the walls in the room.

It didn’t take long for me to feel the need to take control of things again, so I sat up, lifted her off the bed and turned us around. I laid her down and put her legs up, so her knees were pressed together under my chin. I fucked her hard like this, and I don’t mean that in a euphemistic or figurative way. I mean, she was so wet and we fit so nicely together, the angle was perfect, the position was perfect and I just let loose. I fucked her like I was angry, like all the years of pent up frustration came shooting to the surface and exploded through my body. And she must have felt the same because she was yelling for me to go harder. Sweat dripped down the sides of my face and onto her knees and her body bounced off of mine only to be returned back by the way I was locked onto her legs. I had a good view of the whole scene in the mirror just on the other side of the room, and it was pretty fucking cool to see.

I don’t know exactly when or why but I felt the need to flip her over – and she immediately got on all fours and dropped her chest to the bed. I slid my cock into her pussy again and watched it slamming into her over and over. She reached her right arm around her side and slapped her own ass, a lot harder than I probably would have and when she did, she moaned really loudly again and reached to feel my leg so she could feel it flexing with each thrust. I pulled at her hips, and with that same hand she slapped herself with, rubbed her ass, then slid her finger deep into her asshole which was already wet from all of the fucking we were doing. That was enough to make me cum again, and when I pulled out, she pushed herself back towards me spreading her cheeks just a little – and I came a huge load, pumping a solid spray onto her ass. She reached between her legs and grabbed my cock, pulling the tip up against her asshole then holding it in place, backed herself towards me, sliding my cock deep inside. Pushed her flat on the bed and threw my knees on either side of her hips and she yelled into the pillow “oh god yes fuck my ass” and she came again almost instantly.

When she finished, I rolled off of her and laid next to her – both of us sweating, panting, red faced and quivering. We showered together, got dressed, and though we hardly spoke a word, did a lot of giggling. We kept starting to say something only to be cut off by the other saying “I KNOW RIGHT?” or something silly like that.

We walked out of the room holding hands like teenagers, rode the elevator without letting go, then released our hands when the doors opened on the first floor. She tossed her room card on the front desk without a glance at the host, got my car from the valet and drove home, holding hands again.

When I got to her house, she simply said “well this was unexpected and fun – and I’ll see YOU on Thursday.”

From that point on, I never looked at the outward appearance of somebody the same way. This beautiful, elegant woman with the big house and perfect kids and always pressed clothes had a need deep inside her, a craving, a painful emptiness. She had the same fire burning that I did, albeit for different reasons. And for those few hours, and a couple more ‘encounters’ we had in the following weeks we were able to bring a little desperately needed excitement to each other.

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