[MF] Living out a cheating fantasy at a trade show

I love my wife and we have an amazing sex life, but my go-to fantasy is always being on a work trip and having a one-night stand. This past year it came true.

My company had a massive booth presence at a trade show (50 ft x 50 ft) with a small stage. I was giving a presentation on an industry report we had authored and she was sitting in the front row.

We spoke briefly after my presentation, I scanned her badge, and said I would follow-up. That conversation was difficult because she was checking every box: tight jeans on amazing legs and an onion ass, strappy high heels that were almost inappropriate for the event, a white shirt with a button undone and a big necklace that drew the eye into the cleavage that wasn’t shy about the size of her breasts. But that smile was what got me.

It was an imperfect smile, kind of like the singer Jewel. She had a tiny little gap between in her teeth. When she smiled her mouth would be a little crooked as she tried to hide it, but that was so much hotter.

I had a client dinner and was walking through the hotel lobby when I decided to grab an end of the night drink. She saw me and waved me over. We chit chatted and ordered a drink.

I was sitting to her right and holding my drink when her fingers touched my left hand, at which point she commented on my wedding ring. “Hard being on the road away from family.”

She held up her own left hand to show a wedding band and a fuck rock of an engagement ring.

I mumbled something about being worth it, absecence makes the fire burn stronger, blah blah.

When she ordered a second drink she asked for the tab, I objected, and she just said “I swear my expense account is bigger than yours.” She was probably right as she’s a VP, so I just said thanks.

At that point one of my co-workers got back from his dinner and was grabbing a table with his clients and waved at me. I awkwardly said that I had to go.

She charged the drinks to her room and took one receipt and wrote a number on the back and just put it next to my drink.

She stood up, thanked me for joining her, and just said “If you didn’t catch my room number on the tab, I wanted to make sure you had it. I wouldn’t mind another glass of wine.”

The next 45 minutes with my co-worker was a blur. I was simply nodding and laughing at jokes, thinking about what happened, what might happen. At one point my wife texted me to say good night. It was all so confusing.

After another round of drinks with that group, my bad decision had been made. I hit the little market in the hotel lobby and bought a bottle of wine and went to her room.

When she answered the door she simply smiled and said “I was worried I wasn’t going to get that wine.” She was in a small t-shirt and yoga pants, both of which were showing off everything I had suspected earlier in the day.

We sat in the living room couch (it was a suite) and poured the wine. I’m pretty sure it was silent, and she was on her phone. She stood up and said “I’m going to plug this in, or else I’m going to keep checking it.”

When she came back and sat down, it was obvious that if she had a bra on earlier it was now gone.

We sipped the wine, she asked about the drinks with my clients, etc. When it was time to re-fill, she grabbed the bottle and put it in the room fridge and just said “We can finish it after.”

With that, all sexual tension came crashing down. She at on my lap and started making out. The taboo of it was hot. Her perfume was different, the way she bit my neck was new.

When she sat up, I just blurted out “I want to eat your pussy.” She climbed off me and led me to the bed room. She pulled down those yoga pants to review no panties, and confirmed my suspicion about the bra when she took off the t-shirt.

It was obvious she was a mother from the c-section scar, and the breasts probably hung a bit lower than when they had started, but good lord this was the perfect woman in that moment.

She laid back on the bed, spread her legs, and dragged one finger over her pussy and gave a “come here” motion. I dove in face first. Her sighs were instant and hot. Her hand in my hair, and she cooed at one point that she liked my beard on her freshly shaved pussy. She started talking dirtier, saying she shaved it after leaving the power, rubbing her clit thinking about me.

It turned me on more and I kept going. After she came I stood up to get naked when she dropped the bomb of “Your wife is a lucky woman if she gets that tongue on a regular basis.”

I paused and it got weird. I asked her not to mention my wife. She just rolled on to all fours and said “What if do? Are you going to spank me? Do you spank your wife?”

The slap of my hand hitting her ass left and instant red mark and she shot across the bed.

She got off the bed and crawled to me, finishing taking off my pants before taking my cock in her mouth. After a few sucks, she looked up and apologized, and she’ll do whatever she can to make me happy.

Looking at my cock in her mouth was amazing, and she was trying to gag herself on it. Not my thing, but in the moment it was perfect. Her dirty talk turned to how she wanted to fuck my cock, how she was going to cover it in spit so it could slid into her pussy.

I was getting close so I took a handful of her hair and pulled her head off and just let her know I didn’t have a condom. She said she was on birth control. And then I told her to get on the bed.

“Fuck me how you wish you could fuck your wife.”

I was not bashful after that. I wasn’t gentle about sliding my cock into her, I just lined up and pushed in, hard. She was still wet, my cock was covered in her spit, but she never got the chance to relax into it.

I fucked her hard, she moaned, and then went back to the dirty talk. Saying she loved my cock spreading her open, I felt good, etc. But then she said it again, “I bet your wife loves this cock.”

I pulled out and slapped her face. Looking around the room I saw her suitcase and the small pile of dirty clothes on the floor. I found her panties and walked back to the bed, shoving them in her mouth and told her to shut up.

I rolled her over and started fucking her from behind, slapping her ass raw. When I got close to cumming, I pulled back on her hair as hard as I could, shoved a thumb in her ass, and pumped her full of my seed.

And that is how my wife and I played out my cheating fantasy when we ended up at the same trade show. Fuck it was hot.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ejhwuq/mf_living_out_a_cheating_fantasy_at_a_trade_show