Hotwife and other stuff

I was going out one saturday night with some of my friends to a bar/club kind of place. At one point of the evening, I saw an amazing woman with big tits pouring out of her cleavage and a killer pair of legs.  I couldn’t see if she had a ring, but it didn’t really matter. I wanted to fuck her. Hard. 

I waited for a couple minutes before approaching because there was a dude talking to her, but I soon noticed that she is not really very much interested in him. i saw an excellent opportunity to be the big scary alpha male and came up to her while he was still talking to her.

-”Your cleavage is way too nice for me not to come talk to you. My name is…”

She looked at me a bit shocked and even irritated (because let’s face it, the line was a bit sleazy), but then got pierced with my eye contact. I was absolutely convinced that my line was good. When you get in with that mentality, any line is good (well, 95% of them are). She then told me her name and we just continued talking. Her “buddy” didn’t know what to do. He tried to get back into the conversation, but we just kept shutting him out (politely. I’m trying to fuck, not fight). Through the next few hours, we talked, laughed, flirted (a lot), danced and had a few more drinks. During that time she also confessed she was married. Bingo. Just my biggest turn on. At one point she said she had to go home and I offered to walk her there. I knew that outside the venue I could do something more with her. Anyway, I walked all the way to her building, the flirting got heavier with every step. But damn, we’re here, how am I going to fuck her now? I got into the building with her, knowing that I could do something right in front of her door. While her husband and kids are seeping inside. I loved the idea. After a little more taking, it happened. She asked me how big my cock is, confessed that she isn’t faithfull and how wet I made her. I grabbed her and started making out with her. My hands were all over her. I got her boobs out (I loved them) and soon after, my cock. She started sucking and after a little moan, said how much bigger I was than her husband.

Twenty minutes after, she was kneeling on the floor in pussy juices I made her squirt all over the hallway (twice hehe), her tounge out, waiting for me to cum. Of course, I did it all over her face. Her makeup was ruined, her hair was far from what it was just half an hour earlier, her pussy stretched…The woman was a mess. And I did all that to her while her husband was just on the other side of the wall. Just the thought of that could get me hard. We exchanged phone numbers and started meeting up on a regular basis. She once went to her kid’s school play and sat next to her husband (who she kissed of course) with my cum dripping out from her pussy. 

Damn I love cheating women…