I recently met her, in person, after several weeks of talking on social media. Which was plenty long enough to know some of the things she wanted to try and all things she had been missing out on. I knew her husband no longer made her feel sexy and though she received attention from other men, because she was attractive, she needed to be dominated, taken and used for someone’s desires. She was tired of organising everything and being in control. She needed to let go of things and just let them happen for a change. She wanted to see lust so strong in a man’s eyes that he couldn’t control his urges. She knew I could do those things for her.
She knew I could be rough and mean which was perfect for her, because she didn’t want a gentleman. She wanted the kind of guy who wasn’t afraid to take her out a bar, then fuck her in the nearest dirty alley, shoving her down on her knees with the rest of the garbage, pound his cock down her throat, tear her ass up and cum on her face. Unfortunately, it’s too cold this time of year for that sort of thing, so I teased her until her husband was out of town, with business, and she agreed I could come over.