You know my status- pending divorce, but that doesn’t seem to stop you from wanting me. We message all day, every day. Talking about life, your spouse, the kids and of course what we want to do to eachother. Our first hangout was normal, bar meet-up and a few drinks to get to know one another. We were both so nervous.
That day I kept giving you an out- I wasn’t sure what was going to happen in my marriage but that didn’t seem to bother you. You agreed he’s an asshole and I should be getting the affection I’ve so desperately craved for the last 14 years, but I am not naive nor am I dumb I know what you want, and honestly, I want to give it to you. I text you I’m on my way , with a picture. I’m wearing a dress, no panties, my hair curly, very little makeup and of course a freshly waxed pussy. We meet at the door , hug and I think “Fuck, he’s hot”. You have that nice guy look, but that big dick energy. From our conversations I know all you want is just to taste me.
I have 4 drinks, to calm my nerves, meanwhile you’re still on your first. It’s me who scoots a bit closer, letting you know I like you. I put my hand on your thigh and start rubbing your leg, up closer and closer to where I can feel your shorts tighten. We both look at eachother and it’s almost as if we both read exactly what we were thinking. I ask for the bill, and despite all my efforts you pay both tabs, take my hand and walk me out. You know how much I need a dominate man, and you take charge.
We get to your truck, we look at eachother smiling and trying to make small talk, when you take both my hands move them to my side, come real close to my face and as our lips almost touch, you ask- “May I?” I smile and nod my head yes. It was like something all of a sudden came over you, your eyes dialated immediately, you put your hands on my hips, pushed me against your truck and kissed me. I immediately lost my breath.
Your hands go to my hair and immediately you’re claiming my mouth. It’s almost as if both of us haven’t had passion in years, we both let go. Your hands go down to my ass, grabbing and reaching under my dress. I feel your hands on my bare ass and you moan, finding out I’m not wearing any panties. You cup my ass and smack it a little, making me yelp. I pull away, standing i front of you I take your hand to my pussy. You insert one finger, and I take your hand up to your lips and tell you to taste it. You lick your finger, like you’ve got frosting all over it and it’s the greatest taste in the world. You open the door to the back seat and I climb up, knowing you can now see how wet I am. I can feel the wind across my soaking wet pussy and my juices on my thighs.
As soon as we’re in the truck, youe eyes change and you push me on my back, pull my yellow sundress up and open my legs. I look at you, admiring me. You say “That is the most gorgeous pussy I’ve ever seen. I am going to first open you up, find your bud and tease you until I’m ready for you to cum, ok? Do not cum until I tell you to.” I agree and lean back.
At first, I feel your hands exploring. My thighs, my hips, my stomach, up to my boobs. You start massaging the outside and move your fingers to my nipples. I moan as you roll my nipples between your fingers and all of a sudden I feel your other hand on my pussy. “Mmm soaking wet” you say as you run your finger up and down my clit making my move my hips to match. You take your time with me, making me moan as your fingers first open me up then your mouth. I’ve never had my clit so expertly taken advantage of, I try and hold my orgasm. You keep reminding me not to cum and when I feel myself reeady to explode you move away, making me beg you. I promised you every sexual favor, just please let me cum. With 3 fingers in me, reaching my g-spot you tell me to finger my clit until I cum. You want to watch while you’re still inside me. I oblige, reaching down while you continue to pump 3 fingers in and out and you say it – “Cum on me, my slut”. That’s enough to send me over and I orgasm harder than anything in my life. I can feel my pussy contracting around your fingers as I moan your name. I swear it lasted for 15 minutes, and after I sit up and lick my cum off your fingers.
You walk me to my car, kiss me goodnight and promise another date.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oec4go/the_meeting_cheating_fm
Great story. Love it!!