amy_li
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I had told this story on another site, and I was encouraged to post it here. Maybe someone can write a full story about it.
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I’ve been married over 15 years, and have never had intercourse with another man since getting married. But, I have had some hot experiences in the interim. One experience still gets me wet when I think about it.
About 10 years ago, we were invited to the wedding of a woman that I do business with. I looked forward to this event, as it would be a chance for hubby and I to get out without the kids. I bought a really nice black spaghetti strap dress just for the event, one that I new would drive hubby crazy all night long. I also bought sexy under wear and garter with black stockings.
That day our baby sitter fell through at the last minute. I was really bummed out. Hubby said for me to go, since the wedding was for a business associate of mine, and he would stay home with the kids. So I decided to go, even though the chances of me knowing anyone there were slim.
When I got there, I found the organizer to let her know that I was without my husband, with the thought that it might save a wasted seat from being billed to the host. The organizer said, “would you mind if someone else sat in the seat?” I said no, not at all. So I mingled a little during the happy hour, and then found my way to my seat. The host then approached the table, along with a strikingly handsome man, who appeared to be a little older than myself. We were formally introduced, and I came to find out that he was also a business associate of the bride, from a different company. He had decided to attend at the last minute, and did not have a table to sit at. We hit it off immediately, having a great conversation and laughs.
So we sat and chatted away during the dinner. He made sure my wine glass was always fresh, and pretty soon I was feeling no pain. He then asked if I would like to dance, and I said sure. The first song was an upbeat song, but then the next was a slow one. He kinda lokked at me, not knowing what to do, until I put my arms around his neck, and said “let’s stay and dance”. He was a gentleman, grabbing my waist, but not pulling me too tight. We danced the song, and found our way back to the table. We ate some dinner and continued chatting. I felt myself very attracted to this man, and found myself sitting close to him. Once again, music started to play, a slow song. I grabbed his hand, and pulled him to the dance floor. This time I allowed him to hold me tighter to his body. His hands were a little lower on my back this time, and I felt turned on by it. I pressed myself into his body, so that I could feel his crotch. As we danced, I could feel him through his pants. Not quite a hardon, but not so soft either.
We stay on the dance floor for 3-4 songs. During each song, we got tighter to each other, such that during the last song I had my chest and head resting on his chest. His hands drifted across my back, caressing me. It felt so good, and I could feel myself reacting to his touch. I love it. We returned to the table, hand in hand. When we returned to the table, he pulled his chair closer to mine, so that he could put his arm around my chair. He continued to touch my back and shoulders. I offered no resistance, rather inched closer to him.
He then asked if I would like to get some fresh air. I said sure, lets go out on the deck. So we got up, and went outside to the deck, which over looked the water. We got outside, and it was a lovely night. We stood close, looking at the water. Off the deck was a pathway that appeared to run along the lake. I suggested we take a walk on the path, and off we went. I grabbed his hand, and we walked down the path, away from the catering hall. We got a good ways away from the catering hall, and out of view. We stopped, and he turned to me, and said how beautiful I looked. He held my shoulders and lowered his head for a kiss. I leaned up, and returned the kiss. It was wonderful.
We continued to kiss and our embrace grew tighter. I could feel myself getting wet, and I could now feel him getting really hard. His hands slid down to my butt, and pulled me tight. I allowed mine to drop to his butt, and held him very hard. He grew bolder, and put one hand across my breast. When I didn’t stop him, he slipped it in my dress, and caressed my breast. It felt so good. I then took my hand, and ran it along the front of his pants. He was really hard. He then took both hands, and placed them along the sides on my hips, and lowered them along the out side of both legs, until he reached the hem of the dress. He then ran his hands along my legs, up under the dress. He smiled when he realized that I had on a garter and stockings.
He ran both hands up to my panties, allowing one hand to go to my butt, the other across my now soaked pussy. I was stroking him through his pants, and then undid his belt, and unzipped his pants. I pulled out his now hard penis, and was stroking it. Precum was already leaking form him. His hand now was down the front of my panties, and he inserted a finger in me. I just whispered that I wouldn’t go all the way, and he said fine. He continued to rub me, and turned me around. He had me bend over, and spread my legs. He dove in with his tongue, and gave me a good licking. He then put three fingers in, and gave me a good finger fuck. I came very hard.
I then turned around, and dove on his cock with my mouth. I first surrounded his head with my lips, and ran my tongue along the bottom of his head. Then I lowered my mouth along his shaft, and kept this up for a few minutes. I could sense he was ready to come, and felt him grab my head, say “oh, baby please go on”. I picked up the pace, and mumbled “give it to me” Well that was all he needed to hear, as he exploded in my mouth. I could barely contain it all, and some of it leaked out the sides. It felt so good.
We both cleaned ourselves up, and agreed we should get back to the reception. When it was over, we exchanged numbers and agreed to keep in touch. When I got home, hubby was in bed. I changed, and jumped in bed, and woke him up, begging him to fuck me, which he did do. A great way to end a great day.
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I’ve been married over 15 years, and have never had intercourse with another man since getting married. But, I have had some hot experiences in the interim. One experience still gets me wet when I think about it.
About 10 years ago, we were invited to the wedding of a woman that I do business with. I looked forward to this event, as it would be a chance for hubby and I to get out without the kids. I bought a really nice black spaghetti strap dress just for the event, one that I new would drive hubby crazy all night long. I also bought sexy under wear and garter with black stockings.
That day our baby sitter fell through at the last minute. I was really bummed out. Hubby said for me to go, since the wedding was for a business associate of mine, and he would stay home with the kids. So I decided to go, even though the chances of me knowing anyone there were slim.
When I got there, I found the organizer to let her know that I was without my husband, with the thought that it might save a wasted seat from being billed to the host. The organizer said, “would you mind if someone else sat in the seat?” I said no, not at all. So I mingled a little during the happy hour, and then found my way to my seat. The host then approached the table, along with a strikingly handsome man, who appeared to be a little older than myself. We were formally introduced, and I came to find out that he was also a business associate of the bride, from a different company. He had decided to attend at the last minute, and did not have a table to sit at. We hit it off immediately, having a great conversation and laughs.
So we sat and chatted away during the dinner. He made sure my wine glass was always fresh, and pretty soon I was feeling no pain. He then asked if I would like to dance, and I said sure. The first song was an upbeat song, but then the next was a slow one. He kinda lokked at me, not knowing what to do, until I put my arms around his neck, and said “let’s stay and dance”. He was a gentleman, grabbing my waist, but not pulling me too tight. We danced the song, and found our way back to the table. We ate some dinner and continued chatting. I felt myself very attracted to this man, and found myself sitting close to him. Once again, music started to play, a slow song. I grabbed his hand, and pulled him to the dance floor. This time I allowed him to hold me tighter to his body. His hands were a little lower on my back this time, and I felt turned on by it. I pressed myself into his body, so that I could feel his crotch. As we danced, I could feel him through his pants. Not quite a hardon, but not so soft either.
We stay on the dance floor for 3-4 songs. During each song, we got tighter to each other, such that during the last song I had my chest and head resting on his chest. His hands drifted across my back, caressing me. It felt so good, and I could feel myself reacting to his touch. I love it. We returned to the table, hand in hand. When we returned to the table, he pulled his chair closer to mine, so that he could put his arm around my chair. He continued to touch my back and shoulders. I offered no resistance, rather inched closer to him.
He then asked if I would like to get some fresh air. I said sure, lets go out on the deck. So we got up, and went outside to the deck, which over looked the water. We got outside, and it was a lovely night. We stood close, looking at the water. Off the deck was a pathway that appeared to run along the lake. I suggested we take a walk on the path, and off we went. I grabbed his hand, and we walked down the path, away from the catering hall. We got a good ways away from the catering hall, and out of view. We stopped, and he turned to me, and said how beautiful I looked. He held my shoulders and lowered his head for a kiss. I leaned up, and returned the kiss. It was wonderful.
We continued to kiss and our embrace grew tighter. I could feel myself getting wet, and I could now feel him getting really hard. His hands slid down to my butt, and pulled me tight. I allowed mine to drop to his butt, and held him very hard. He grew bolder, and put one hand across my breast. When I didn’t stop him, he slipped it in my dress, and caressed my breast. It felt so good. I then took my hand, and ran it along the front of his pants. He was really hard. He then took both hands, and placed them along the sides on my hips, and lowered them along the out side of both legs, until he reached the hem of the dress. He then ran his hands along my legs, up under the dress. He smiled when he realized that I had on a garter and stockings.
He ran both hands up to my panties, allowing one hand to go to my butt, the other across my now soaked pussy. I was stroking him through his pants, and then undid his belt, and unzipped his pants. I pulled out his now hard penis, and was stroking it. Precum was already leaking form him. His hand now was down the front of my panties, and he inserted a finger in me. I just whispered that I wouldn’t go all the way, and he said fine. He continued to rub me, and turned me around. He had me bend over, and spread my legs. He dove in with his tongue, and gave me a good licking. He then put three fingers in, and gave me a good finger fuck. I came very hard.
I then turned around, and dove on his cock with my mouth. I first surrounded his head with my lips, and ran my tongue along the bottom of his head. Then I lowered my mouth along his shaft, and kept this up for a few minutes. I could sense he was ready to come, and felt him grab my head, say “oh, baby please go on”. I picked up the pace, and mumbled “give it to me” Well that was all he needed to hear, as he exploded in my mouth. I could barely contain it all, and some of it leaked out the sides. It felt so good.
We both cleaned ourselves up, and agreed we should get back to the reception. When it was over, we exchanged numbers and agreed to keep in touch. When I got home, hubby was in bed. I changed, and jumped in bed, and woke him up, begging him to fuck me, which he did do. A great way to end a great day.
