A friend and her husband have a fantasy about her being taken by another man. I wrote this story for them.
It had been a fun couple of days in the big city. Sightseeing, people watching, museum visits. I even managed to catch a game at the arena last night. Even after all of that fun, I am really looking forward to tonight. I have a reservation at a speakeasy only a short walk from my hotel. They say the whiskey selection is top-notch, and I’m ready to treat myself. As I wait for the elevator, I turn and catch my reflection in the mirror.
I’m dressed for a night on the town. A sharp jacket over a dark dress shirt and vest. When dressing, I toyed with the buttons on the dress shirt, finally deciding to leave one more unbuttoned than I would for work. Who knows? Maybe I’ll meet someone who likes chest hair. A nice fitting pair of slacks and dress shoes complete my ensemble.
When the elevator opens onto the lobby, I take in the scene. It’s a Friday evening, so the hotel is bustling with activity. People in all manner of dress, from casual to formal are moving about. Some heading in, some heading out. No one is really paying attention to anyone else.
As I approach the bar, I spot you—a vision of beauty seated with your back to me. Your hair styled in a casually messy, yet sexy look, and your form-fitting dress accentuating every curve. My heart races as I take in your elegance.
After a playful conversation filled with flirtation, I learn that you’re here to enjoy an anniversary gift from your husband—a chance to experience another man. The atmosphere is charged as you express your interest in me, and I feel the chemistry ignite between us.
Our lips finally meet, igniting an electric connection that is both tender and hungry. My hands find your curves as I explore every inch of you, all while knowing that your husband is watching, turned on by the sight.
As the door to your hotel room closes behind us, I pull you close again, the anticipation thick and intoxicating. You’re already slick with desire, our passion escalating as I make you moan with pleasure.
And just as we lose ourselves in this heat, the door swings open. Your husband steps in, and the scene is set for a night none of us will ever forget.
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