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Click hereShe had already allowed his flirtious attention to go too far. Just then the phone rang.
"Hi Sam." It was Bob.
For the next few minutes they talked about the project. It seemed his superiors were pleased with their work.
"Good girl," she thought to herself. This would be an achievement of sorts for her.
"So when are we meeting for our dinner date?" asked Bob in his manly drawl.
For a moment Samantha didn't reply, fighting with her conscience.
"Okay, I gotta keep my word," thought Samantha.
"How about tomorrow evening? That okay with you?" she asked, hoping Bob would refuse.
"That's okay. Say by eight in the evening?"
"Sure," replied Samantha, with her palm firmly embedded against her forehead.
"Well that's that," she thought. "Might as well go thru with it. Can't get out of it now."
The next day Samantha took the afternoon off to prepare for the evening. She decided to prepare some Mexican dishes. Something nice and peppy. For the evening wear Samantha decided to wear a embroidered blouse and a skirt that ended near her knees. Simple, but yet catchy.
Bob arrived on time. He bent down to kiss her, his hands resting briefly on her waist as he held her close.
"You look lovely," he said in her ear, his right hand on her waist.
Samantha smiled at the compliment and then introduced him to her husband. They seemed to get along feel. They talked about their office work, the ongoing football matches .Samantha listened to the men as they sipped their drinks. Fred was being the courteous host and was enjoying the get together.
Both the men looked gorgeous in their casuals. She could feel her pussy cream a little as they continued with their light talk. After another round of drinks they finally settled down for dinner.
Bob seated himself next to Samantha as Fred took the chair on the opposite side.
"That's delicious. Your wife is not only a brainy girl but also a great chef. Fred you are one hell of a lucky guy," Bob, rested his left hand on Samantha's knee as he said it.
He continued to caress her as the dinner progressed. Samantha looked towards her husband. Fred didn't seem to notice anything.
Bob pushed up her skirt as he stroked her thighs. Samantha flushed as a warm sensation swept over her body. A couple of times Fred looked at her as though trying to reading something in the expression of her face but didn't say anything. Her skirt was now pushed up to her hips. Bob's warm roving hand was resting between her thighs, feeling the heat rise from her horny pussy.
Then he began to gently apply pressure.
"Oh, my God!!" she thought. "He wants me to open up my legs in front of my husband!!"
A tight knot began forming in her stomach. Her body was sending signals she didn't want to sense.
The situation she found herself in was making her horny. She began parting her legs. Bob placed his hand over her panties, causing a shiver. He kept it there, pressing the fabric between her pussy lips.
Then he began to rub her pussy. Samantha sighed and rested back on her chair letting the sexuality take over her body. She sipped from her glass, her cheeks turning crimson .
He was shamelessly paying with her in front of her husband! Now he fingered her pussy lips, trying to prise them open.
Her breasts heaved and her body shook as she welcomed the orgasmic emotions rushing thru her body. Samantha saw her husband looking her way with a questioning look.
"My facial expressions must be worrying him," she thought.
Gently she indicated to her glass to show that the drinks were effecting her. Fred continued to look at her for a moment then he nodded and continued conversing with Bob. This had gone far enough.
Samantha eased herself up as Fred and Bob made their way to the living room for a night cap. She sat at an angle so that Fred couldn't see her flushed state. Bob would look at her now and then with a knowing expression in his eyes.
"He knows I'm in heat. He knows I have accepted his adulterous offer," thought Samantha.
Somehow this thought seemed to further the illicit cravings of her body.
Bob looked at his watch and exclaimed, "Wow! It's late. Thanks for the lovely evening. I enjoyed it." Samantha got up and saw him off up to the main door. As they stood alone at the foyer, Bob leaned forward and before she could react kissed her slowly on her trembling lips.
"You smell wonderful" he whispered holding her close, kneading her buttocks with his hands.
Samantha wanted to say something. But before she could say anything, he gave her butt a last squeeze and moved towards his car.
End of Part 2 - To be continued
Azza
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- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 2 years agoEvery time an author uses the word BUTTOCKS, all I see is a picture of Forest Gump. Try using ASS
Drbeamer3333over 8 years agoA guy who does this has absolutely no respect for the husband, and her actions reveal how little she truly cares for him.
Anonymousalmost 12 years agoAuthor - is this the extent of your creativity? Fuck - 4th graders can pen more interesting plots with climax than this shit. Curious - author are you mentally challenged? Please give us some wimpy excuse as to why you bothered to waste internet space on this kangaroo dung.
teeneywalmost 12 years agoOne of my favorite kinds of stories, where the wife is seduced in front of her husband, whether he is aware or not. Hopefully he becomes aware in the next part . Love when the wife just has to give in to her sexual desires. Ignore these people who don't like this genre, they just shouldn't read it. If the situation were reversed, and a beautiful blonde was playing with the husband's leg at the table with the wife sitting across, they'd probably love the double standard.
Anonymousalmost 12 years agoanything there to cause fred to have suspicions? perhaps, her demeanor around bob?
bruce22almost 12 years agoBut unfortunate theme....
What worries me at this point is not if, since effectively she has forgotten her vows, but rather if the husband is going to turn out as being into seconds! I will then put the author on my do-not-read list!
Anonymousalmost 12 years agowhat can I say, another slut thinking with her pussy!! hope she gets some acid poured down her cunt to cure the itch.
Pistolpackinpetealmost 12 years ago....where the author,(regardless of where it appears this is going) heaps one unlikely scenario after another to build tension ( I'm fucking sick of reading about husbands who are brain dead as a necessary plot invention-nobody walks into a man's home and gets away with that for christ's sake-again...fantasy that's supposed to take place in the real world requires behaviors that could be located in that same world)-this is not turning out to be worth waiting for.
Anonymousalmost 12 years agoIf Fred finds her cunt soaking wet when they go to bed he should tell her that if she fucks Bob they will be divorced, and that he will have a private eye following them. As aprecaution he shulding be getting his own bank accounts and moving at least half of thier money into them, and,,he should be getting divorce papers ready. She has already cheated on him mentally and is ready to spread her legs and let Bob fill her with his sperm, woithout regard for Fred.
JonTayloralmost 12 years agoI enjoy the conflict infidelity causes in a story, but I just stop reading when it becomes the typical swlut wife/submissive cuckold story. Aalas, I stopped reading this one. Too bad. It had promise.
Anonymousalmost 12 years agoThe dye is already cast, she cheated mentally and physically with the asshole. The bastard finger fucked her in their house for fucks sake. And all wannabe cuckboy does is sit there and raise an eyebrow at the fact his wife is flushed and squirming in her seat while asshole finger fucks her. Any man with any shred of pride or ego would beat the shit out of the asshole and seriously question the wife's love for him and the kids. The outcome is not always set in stone but the line has already been crossed the wife knows exactly what she is doing and she is not stopping what she is doing at every turn she has had the choice of stopping the asshole in his tracks. But no like so many other 'happily' married wives with kids and a 'wonderful' husband she fucks around on him and humiliates and disrespects her husband and makes him a cuckold. The only mystery is if the writer is a willing cuckold writer or an unwilling cuckold writer. At this point I am not sure I care.
Lickideesplitalmost 12 years agoGranted, the PoV has access to Sweetie's thoughts and actions, but only the speech and behaviors of Hubby and the Bull. However, the readers do not know enough about either of the guys to care that much about either one. It is clear that Sweetie is deliciously easing herself down the path of gifting Hubby with a fine set of goat horns. Will he be a 'creampie cuck' or a 'KTB cuck' - or somewhere in between? No hint, yet! The Bull is working carefully but firmly towards a sweet bonus from his contractor, but does he ultimately want a one-night stand, or enough of a tryst to embarrass Hubby, or does he want to displace Hubby and take them as his new family? (OK, forget I posited that last part!)
Interesting that the dinner party to meet her 'family' excluded kids - old enough to stay up for an 8:30 dinner on a non-school night. (Yeah, less opportunity to feel her up, but that THAT segment was HIGHLY and weirdly unlikely anyway!)
Anonymousalmost 12 years agono way she will get away with an affair and if she is smart she will break it off before it is two late.. 2 kids a husband a good home what is this writter thinking. another cheater in the works that ends badly.. and she brought him home now the husband is not stupid..
BTTapalmost 12 years agoThe slow build-up was good. The writing, a few editing mistakes aside, was very good, very polished. It's reading like an adulterous romance/fantasy of a woman. As I stated in my comment on Ch. 01, this woman has virtually no self-awareness or common sense, much less serious regard for her husband or marriage. She also doesn't seem to be too concerned about those two kids of hers who have been mentioned and then conveniently filed away to the inconsequential folder for the purposes of this story.
I get the fantasy of being pursued by an incredibly attractive person; one who is willing to take thrilling chances to be with you (including, in this case, stolen kisses, secret whispers and table-side fingering in hubby's presence). I guess the increasingly brazen efforts by the pursuer is thrilling to the pursued. The naughtiness of it I'm sure adds something to the fantasy. I don't think guys have this fantasy in quite the same way, though, so I don't find it particularly sexy. That said, I could see how this might get the engine rev'ing for a gal. In that sense, I think the author is developing a fine 'jilling off' story. Not typical fair for the LW category, but I guess it fits.
Again, this reads just too much like mommy-porn for my taste. Therefore, I'm not taking this story seriously as a LW story in the way I might take other author's stories of seductions and cheating wives.
For the high quality of writing and admittedly tantalizing slow-burn pace, I am giving it top marks. I may even read further chapters, if only to see how this story develops. But, at this point, given the wife's and seducer's incredulous approach to this whole situation, I think you might as well keep the series firmly entrenched in the 'slippery folds' subcategory. I imagine it won't be long before the wife is enjoying a good old fashioned spit-roast with hubby and Bob, and everyone will be happy and gay.
