The Dinner Party (Cheating Husband, ANR)

It’s almost time for the dinner party and I’m standing in my room trying to decide on what to wear. I’m having trouble concentrating because all I can think about is what happened this morning in the CEO’s office. All I can think about is feeling his hands on my body, his mouth between my thighs,
and him sucking on my titties draining them dry. Fuck. I’m getting turned on. I start caressing my body. Rubbing my hands along my neck and down across my nipples, brushing them not too hard, but enough to make milk drip. Sliding one hand down to my panties, I slip it in and rub my clit, making myself moan. I slide one finger inside my pussy. She’s so wet. I can feel more milk start to drip the more turned on I get. I need to stop. This could get messy, and I have to get ready for dinner.

I finally decide on a little red dress. The dress is strapless and is tight around my waist showing off my curves until it becomes a bit more free flowing towards the bottom, with two splits going up both sides so high that I must take my panties off or you would see them. No panties it is. I grab a pair of black stilettos, slide them on my feet and take one last look in the mirror.

I pull up at his place, and my goodness is it huge. I step out the car and there is a valet waiting to take my keys. I walk up the large concrete front steps to the front door and it opens right up for me. There was a housekeeper stationed at the door for the guests, with another housekeeper holding a tray of champagne. I take a glass and then is ushered into the main room. There are several people there, more than I thought. There was about 50 people there, not including staff. I make my way through everyone, being polite and saying hi, introducing myself. But to be honest, besides a few people, I
don’t know anyone there. Finally, I see my boss and I make my way over to him. He is standing there with his wife and few other people talking. As I join in, a woman walks over and asks if we are having fun. She looks familiar, but I can’t exactly place where I know her. But the longer she stands there, the
clearer it becomes. She is his wife. The CEO’s wife. No sooner than I realize that, he walks into the room, over to his wife and puts his arm around her waist and pulls her in close, kissing her on her cheek. She knew everyone in the group we were standing in, except for me, so he introduces us. He starts to tell her about the interview we had that morning, leaving out obvious parts. She says to me “Wow, you sound like you would be great for job! Good job at choosing her honey!” He replies, “you’re right honey. I got to see how great she is today. And she is something!” I thank them, only looking at her.

Shortly after, a waiter comes over and asks the wife a question about dinner so she excuses herself to go deal with it. After my second glass of champagne, I excuse myself to the restroom. I end up in a hallway looking for the bathroom when I feel hands grab my waist from behind. They spin me around and lean me up against the door frame to the bathroom. He starts kissing me hard all. In between breaths and kisses he tells me he’s been thinking about me all day. He couldn’t wait to see me at dinner tonight. I tell him I couldn’t either. He starts kissing my neck and moving his mouth down to
my chest. He pulls down the top of my dress exposing my titties. He leans back and just stares at them taking them in. He then says “fuck, I’ve been craving this since I saw you this morning. Then he starts sucking on my titties. He slides one hand down to the top of one of the slits in my dress. Then slides
his hands under my dress. He stops sucking and says, “no panties?” I look him in his eyes and say, “no not tonight.” His breath quickens and he takes one hand and rubs it through his hair and says he can’t wait any longer. He needs me now. He grabs the front of my dress and lifts it up exposing my pussy. He rubs his fingers across her, then inside, in and out feeling how wet she is. He stops, looks at me, and starts unbuttoning his pants. He drops them to the floor then slides down his underwear. His big thick dick springs free. Bouncing up and down. He grabs one of my legs and props it up on his shoulder. He takes one hand and grabs my ass from behind pulling me closer to him well also holding his dick with his other hand, guiding it to my pussy. He slides it in. Fuck. My head drops back in ecstasy. With every thrust I’m getting closer and closer. But all of a sudden, we hear someone coming so he quickly sides out of me and puts my leg down and fixes my dress for me. I turn and walk into the bathroom shutting the door behind me. He stayed in the hallway, fixed his pants, then went back to the party.

Now I’m in the bathroom, mind reeling over what just happened. One minute I’m meeting his wife and the next his dick is deep inside me in the hallway inside their home. Fuck. This is amazing. Why is this married man making me feel like this? I collect myself and go to leave the bathroom and head back to the party. But an idea came to me. I looked in the mirror and slipped my dress off. I took out my phone and started taking pictures of my naked body. I started with a full body picture showcasing my curves and assets. Then I sat back on the edge of the tub and spread my legs wide. I slid two fingers in my mouth so they were wet with spit, then slide them into my pussy while taking a picture with the other hand. I took those fingers out and slide them into my mouth tasting myself. Then took a picture with those fingers in my mouth. I then took a pen out of my purse and grabbed a paper towel. I wrote down my phone number and under it wrote text me now for a surprise. I folded the paper towel up, and slipped it into my purse. I pulled my dress back on, and headed back.

When I walked in the room, he was deep in conversation with a group of people. I walked past him, much closer than I should have, and slide the napkin into his hand hanging at his side without anyone noticing. I continued walking to my boss, and joined in on the conversation he was having, like the
CEO wasn’t just balls deep in my pussy a few minutes ago. After a few minutes of talking, I feel my watch vibrate. I look down to check, and its him. His text says “a surprise huh?” But I don’t respond. I just ignore his text and continue talking. After I did this, I could tell that made him even more intrigued. I could feel his eyes watching me, waiting for me to do something. But I did nothing. A
few minutes go by, and his wife makes an announcement that dinner is ready, and directs everyone to the dining room to find their seats. As I walked to my seat, I quickly replied to his text with a sexy pic. A full body, naked picture, and then sat down, not even glancing his way. At least that was the plan until a crash made me look up. It was him, he bumped the table knocking over glasses. His wife, who was seated next to him, asked if he was okay. I guess that picture did the trick.

As dinner was coming to end, he stood to talk to everyone. While he was talking, thanking everyone for coming to celebrate, I sent a couple more. I sent the pics of my fingers in my pussy, and of me tasting myself afterwards. When he was finishing, he sat down and went to check his phone. This time, I was watching him. I wanted to see his reaction when he saw it. And man did he have a reaction. When he saw the pictures, it was like his breath got caught in his throat and he started coughing, choking. His wife again asked if he was okay, this time grabbing his arm. He quickly regained his composure and assured her he was fine. Then he announced dinner was over, and for everyone to enjoy the rest of the party.

At this point, everyone was now up from the table and just hanging around talking. Some in the room from before, and some out on the patio. Everyone is a little buzzed by this point, and not paying much attention. I was out on the patio, when I felt a hand touch the small of my back. I knew it was him before I even turned around. By the time I did, all I could see was his back walking away from me, back into his house, and so I excused myself and followed him.

I followed him into what looked like his bedroom. He just stopped and turned and looked at me. He told me to take off my dress. Now. I asked him. “Is this your bedroom? Are you sure we can do it here?” He replied that he didn’t ask me any of that. He said “Take. Your. Dress. Off. Now.” I shut my mouth and did what I was told. Now I’m standing in his bedroom that he shares with his wife, naked. He unbuttons his pants and drops them and his underwear to the floor, allowing that dick to spring free once again. He told me to get on the bed, and I listened. I sat down on their bed, and looked up at him, He said “No. Not that way. Turn around and put your ass in the air.” I did what I was told.
Now I am ass up, just waiting to feel him slide his dick into my pussy. But that isn’t what I felt. It was his mouth, he grabbed both hips and shoved his tongue as deep into my pussy as he could. He wouldn’t stop. He just kept eating me and eating me. I am about to cum! I tell him, expecting him to just eat my pussy until then, but he didn’t. I felt him spit into my pussy, then lean back, grab his dick, and slowly fill my pussy. He held my hips and slowly kept moving in and out of my pussy. Fuck. I want him to speed up, or do I? This feels amazing too! I can feel my cum dripping down my legs with every thrust in me. I’m cumming. Right now! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I collapse on his bed trying to catch my breath. But suddenly I feel his hands on me, he flips over and pulls me to edge of his bed. He grabs my ankles and spreads them apart and just stares at my pussy, taking her in. He looks up and looks me in my eyes and says “I’m going to cum now okay?” Still out of breath, I shake my head up and down. He then slides his dick into me and starts fucking me. He starts slow, like before, then slowly starts to speed up. By now he is slamming into my pussy. His hands now on my tits, squeezing milk from them. Not even to drink from them. He is just letting the milk squirt out and run down my tits onto his bed. I can feel he is close. He is about to bust. Right before he nuts, he slides one hand down my clit and starts rubbing my clit making me cum too. He throws his back and nuts. He shoots his cum deep into my pussy, moaning loud as he did. He didn’t just pull right out of me. Instead, he just stays inside me. Letting his dick empty completely inside me. After catching our breath, I sat up, sliding his dick out of me. I spread my legs wide and reached down sliding my fingers inside my now warm, cum filled pussy. I pull my cum covered fingers out, and slide them into my mouth, tasting his cum. He looks down at me and says “fuck. What are you doing to me?” I just smiled and sat up and looked at him. “We should head back, I feel like we have been gone awhile.” And with that, we were up, getting
dressed. Before we could walk out of them room, he grabbed me one last time and kissed me, hard.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u4rf5r/the_dinner_party_cheating_husband_anr