My husband watches me submit! (PM Finfries before posting)

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My husband watches me submit! (Closed for a_libertine)

~ Loosely based on a true story! Send me a message if you want to play as Seth ~​

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11 pm. It was just a simple night out - a couple of friends hanging out late at the bar, letting loose after a hard week of work. I personally felt that I needed this the most. Start-up culture was a real mess, at least at my job. Sure 60K looked like a pretty good salary, but with the hours that my boss asked me to put in that salary looked more like 12$ an hour. So much for working in something that you loved! I whined to Amy, while Felix - my husband - sat next to me while he drank his second cup of beer. He laughed at a joke that Ryan made, which could only mean one thing...he was getting tipsy already.

"Oh babe, you're such a lightweight." I said with a quick laugh, Amy grinning at the sight of Felix. His skin flushed red.

"I am not! Seriously."

"It's fine. I love you anyway." I then said, a soft kiss delivered right on his cheek.

He grunted in disapproval while our group laughed. The entire time, I could feel Seth staring at me, practically undressing me with his eyes. I didn't look back, mind you - I knew better. He always enjoyed getting a rise out of me, despite being the wife of his supposed friend. I honestly, for the life of me, didn't know why Felix was so insistent of inviting him. Sure, they were friends since high school but he was such a perv and an asshole!

"Well, I'm going ahead and play darts. Anyone want to join me?" Seth finally spoke, his eyes moving towards me. A sly grin appeared on his rugged face, his five o'clock shadow looking rough as always. Something about Felix's jerk of a friend gave out a type of allure. Sleazy, sketchy and almost primal in a weird way. The complete opposite to my husband's more professional clean-cut look. "Felix?"

My husband laughed, shaking his head.

"No, I'm good. It's always money for you and I'm broke."

Felix recently lost his job and it was up to me to make due with my graphic design job. It was great that we saved up a couple of months rent ahead of time, otherwise I think I would have been a nervous wreck. That said, he had a couple of leads that we were very optimistic about.

"What about you Heather? Why don't you join me?"

"No way." I said with a laugh. There was no way that I was going to be hanging out with that perv.

"Come on, please. I can't play alone."

"I can play - " Ryan interjected before Seth cut him off.

"Well, I can't play with someone who isn't good. There's no fun in that."

"Seriously Seth, I don't want - "

Again, cutting people off again. Seth was absolutely shameless...

"Felix! Tell your wife to just play darts with me. If you do, I'll buy us another round!"

"Heather, kick his ass." my husband said with a grin before I scoffed and began to scoot out of the booth. Seth laughed, raising his hand and telling the waitress "Hey, another round with my friends here!"

Seth seemed happy - which was almost scary. Almost as if he wanted to show off his newfound wealth - recently inheriting his dad's business - he took out a couple of bills and waved them in the air before placing them on the table. I rolled my eyes before heading over to the dartboard and felt his eyes roam all over my body.

"You know that I'm just going to beat you at darts, right? I've played this since high school!" I said confidently as I picked one right off the board. I smiled, figuring that I could put this cocky man back in his place.

"Okay, Heather." Seth said with a big stupid grin on his face, watching as I stood there, a hand on my hip as I gauged the situation. "Since you're such an expert, why not have a little wager? I'll bet real money that I can beat your sexy ass by at least twenty points."

"Okay, twenty bucks says I can beat you by at least twenty points!" I answered back eagerly. Seth wasn't good at anything except maybe drinking, fixing his car and smoking pot.

He shook his head in disapproval.

"Twenty bucks? What are we, sixteen? Make it a hundred."

The music, this far from the booths, was pretty loud. The crowd around the area made it hard to hear, so we practically had to yell in order to make sure the other heard. Still, some things were impossible to miss - the way that Seth was looking at me and how his eyes went over my body, from hips to face, told me crystal clear that he was up to something.

"A hundred bucks?! I don't have that kind of money on me!" I said, shaking my head. There was no way that I could just part with that much money like this.

"Okay, how about we bet something a little different, something that's not money?"

"Like what?"

Seth, with a hand on his jaw, made it seem as if he was in deep thought. I scoffed, knowing that he was going to suggest something that would put me on edge.

"Well, you know that I want to tear your clothes off Heather. But I'll take it easy, at least for now. If I win..."

 

[a_libertine]

At long last Felix caved and mumbled "Heather, kick his ass." Prompting me to live up to my promise and I waved at the waitress, cheerfully bellowing out, "Hey, another round with my friends here!"

My mouth went dry as Heather began scooting her way out from the booth, her five pound watermelon sized tits flowed and heaved with each movement as my eyes glued onto the magnificent sight.

As she headed toward the dart board, my cock hardened, lengthened, and I wanted nothing more in the world in that moment than to drive it between those sweet cheeks, and up her ass. As I followed I wondered what her ass would look like stuffed with my meat as I slapped her ass, leaving hand-prints scattered on both of those pillows.

We bantered a few minutes by the dart board, and as I tried to focus on her face, each breath made her beautiful tits heave upward. I said, "Well, you know that I want to tear your clothes off Heather. But I'll take it easy, at least for now. If I win..."

Trying to buy a moment or two. Then a stroke of brilliance came to me. "If you win, I pay you $50, if you win by more than 20, then I pay you $100." I stepped up a little closer and said, "If I win, I get a kiss. If I win by more than 20, then I get to caress you as I kiss you."

I watched the emotions flicker across her face as outrage began to settle into place, "I know you need money, Heather, take it, a decent reward for little risk, if you are not lying about how good you are."

I threw a dart at the board, and looked shocked when it buried in a triple 20, "Oh, what a lucky shot!"

The ache of my cock bent at an awkward angle kept a little of the lust I felt out my eyes as I went for the kill, "What will it be?"

 

[Finfries]

As Seth talked to me, I thought a bit more of how he was completely different from my Felix. First of all, while my husband was clean cut and had a professional look about him, Seth couldn't have been more different. Here he stood, in a faded shirt and pair of jeans. Physically he was a lot bigger than my husband. Felix was lean and had a swimmer's body, where Seth was larger and had a body that I could only describe as an ex-footballer's. His arms showed some muscles in that tight shirt, only not very refined. What is more, he had just a hint of a beer belly going on. While he was the quarterback in high school, the years after he spent partying and doing lord knows what - obviously slacking of in the exercise department. He was sleazy and shabby, showcased by his rough five'o clock shadow and unkempt hair. He had a very sleazy and rowdy look, which again, couldn't have been any more different from Felix.

When he finally spoke, stating his wager, I was a bit taken aback. "Are you kidding me?!" were the only words that could come out of my mouth. $50 with a risk of a kiss? 100$ with the risk of a kiss and being caressed?

"I know you need money, Heather, take it, a decent reward for little risk, if you are not lying about how good you are."

He wasn't lying. Money was pretty tight, what with Felix being out of the job. We weren't about to be thrown out in the streets, but any extra cash would have been fantastic. I played darts for a long time now, so I was confident that I could win - enough that I contemplated saying yes! It seemed like such easy money.

I watched Seth throw the dart, clumsily so, and getting a lucky shot. A triple 20.

"Oh, what a lucky shot! What will it be?"

Looking over to Seth, I answered him "100$ if by caress, you mean no touching my ass or boobs. 50$ otherwise. And uh..." before glancing over to see if Felix could see us. Our group was over in the distance, the unmistakable laughter of Amy telling me that not only was their vision blocked off, but they were distracted with all the drinking "in case I lose, you cannot tell a soul about this. Deal?"

I then quickly tossed a dart. An easy triple 20.

"What an unlucky shot." I teased Seth.

 

[a_libertine]

I shook my head, "No, not good enough. The caress will be where ever I want to place it, which of course means, I be aiming for either your ass, or those magnificent tits.

I gave my best lopsided grin to her and said, "I do promise that I would never tell anyone that I caressed you, or how much you enjoyed it."

I flicked another dart, hitting the triple 20 again, this time at an angle blocking a goodly portion of the remaining space. While possible to land in the triple 20, it was far more likely that if she went for it, Heather's dart would bounce off of one of the other three.

"So do you agree? Free hands?"

 

[Finfries]

Maybe it was Seth's cocky attitude that did it, or maybe I really wanted to get some easy money. Either way, some part of me wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. Still, I didn't want to completely give in to his demands. While the odds of me losing weren't in his favor, I didn't want to make out with him AND be touched by him. I wanted to lay the rules of this...in case I lost. The least thing I needed was for Seth, this fucking pervert, to be the one in control.

"Okay well, you choose - make out with no boobs or butt touching, or soft kiss with your so-called caressing." I said, hoping to distract him during his throw. No luck, as he somehow got another triple 20.

Then it was my turn. I needed to be careful, otherwise I'd get my dart knocked out by the obstruction his made. Taking a deep breath, I threw my dart and then...

Triple 20. Thank god.

Knowing that with my dart obstructing the view, Seth's chances of scoring a triple 20 was practically nil. The bullseye was available, but there wasn't a big chance of him getting that - a far more likely situation being that he'd score on an outer circle, worth far less than needed to win. Proud of myself and practically beaming with confidence I said:

"You know what? Free hands, but if I win make it $200".

 

[a_libertine]

"Deal," I said as I looked at her. The strain of keeping my eyes on her face, which is as beautiful as any, was too much and my eyes dropped down to her glorious tits.

I turned to the dart board and studied it a moment. Triple 19 was the smart play for 57. Harder shot was dead center. Less points but more impressive.

"How about a selfie with me for a bullseye, where you are smiling like I am someone you care about instead of tolerate. Retakes until I am happy with it."

As Heather responded, I let fly.

 

[Finfries]

"How about a selfie with me for a bullseye, where you are smiling like I am someone you care about instead of tolerate. Retakes until I am happy with it."

He said those words, as if he cared what I thought of him. I say this because while Seth spoke, his eyes were fixated on my breasts, underneath this sweater that I was wearing. I rolled my eyes before he aimed. "Yes, yes. A selfie if you hit a bullseye, but I can't see how - "

Then he went ahead and he did it. To my surprise, I saw the dart hit the middle of the board, leaving me hardly room to win.

"How did you just..."

I couldn't get psyched out. I needed to focus and get something higher. I couldn't afford to lose, after all. So without saying a word I took aim - the bullseye he got was worth 50 and to be well in the lead, I needed to get something good like a triple 19. With a deep breath, I threw my dart...

...And horrifically miscalculated.

My heart sank as I watched my dart hit a triple 3.

 

[a_libertine]

Her face was priceless as I double bulled. I got the selfie but it may well have cost me a kiss. She could hit a triple 19 and win outright.

Mentally shrugging, there was a longer game to play. AMD that was to see my friend's wife naked below me as I pummelled her pussy into submission. I wondered what Felix would think if he knew what the ultimate outcome for me would be.

I watched as she threw her dart firmly, and judging by the angle headed for the trip 19. Then the most amazing thing happened. My future fucktoy missed by less than a quarter in and hit the triple 3 instead. I won, by way more than the 20 for a hand roaming kiss.

I tried to keep the hunger from my voice as I said, "Nice game, though I win."

I walked up to Heather and said, "I will collect now."

I took her hand, which felt like it was shaking, and led physical perfection to just on the far side of the golf game so Felix and the others could not see us.

Turning her to me, I learned forward to Heather's face which looked a little panic stricken to me. Her melons pressed against my chest as I brushed my lips against hers. Slowly I licked nibbled and gently pried her lips open.

As her mouth opened, I wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled Heather right against me. As her ginormous tots flattened against me, I pulled her hips forward with the hand around her back, making contact from mouth to pelvis.

As I breathlessly broke off the kiss I moaned, "Worth it."

 

[Finfries]

"Nice game, though I win."

This couldn't be happening. My heart pounded in my chest, causing me to stutter out "W..Wait, hold on - "

Seth wasn't having any of that. His eyes fixated on me, his voice turned very demanding.

"I will collect now."

A thousand worries hit me at the same time. I thought about so many things just as Seth took my hand - could Felix see us? Could anyone we knew watch us? If my husband found out, what would he think? The guilt I felt was very real and although I was (or at least very least tried to seem) a very confident woman, at this moment I was nearly shaking with anxiety. I didn't know what else to do, but to follow Seth's lead as he led me further away from the dart board before he pressed my body up against his and brushed his lips against mine. He licked my bottom lip, nibbling it and tasted my peach lip balm before I opened my mouth to him.

When I did, I felt his hunger and assertiveness. His tongue twirled inside my mouth, resting above mine before pressing it, smacking it as I moaned into it. The kiss itself was very lustful in nature, a sharp contrast to the softer, more loving kisses that my husband gave me. Pressing me up against him, my breasts were sandwiched in between our bodies. This went on for a while, up until the point where I lost track of where I was and what situation I got myself into in the first place.

"Worth it."

He broke the kiss and although he still held me, I attempted to move away. For a few seconds I didn't say anything, catching my before before my hands went to his in attempt to pry him away. "Okay, we're done here..."

 

[a_libertine]

I smiled at her gently, then while caressing the back of her hand with my thumb, said, "Wait, Heather."

I looked down into her stormy gray eyes and continued, "Before you leave I have four things to point out, and then an offer."


I leaned in and gave her a peck on the cheek with each sentence, "First, I neither grabbed your phantastic ass, nor those perfect tits. Second, that surprised you. Third, you enjoyed the kiss nearly as much as I did. Fourth, Felix spent more money at the bar than y'all can afford. By a wide margin."


I gave once last caress to the back of Heather's hand then dropped them. "So I have a proposal for you. After I get my selfie with you, we have a rematch, say $200 against another kiss, though this time I get to play with one of your tits during the kiss."


Shrugging I added, "If nothing else that will offset some of the tab."

 

[Finfries]

I couldn't believe this asshole! He gets Felix alcohol, in an effort to get me to play darts with him, and here he was talking about it as if I owed him? Not to mention, he said that I enjoyed the kiss? What the hell was he going on about? I narrowed it down to his cocky attitude as usual getting the best of him - his manipulative nature trying to get me to agree to another kiss, or another bet.

"So I have a proposal for you. After I get my selfie with you, we have a rematch, say $200 against another kiss, though this time I get to play with one of your tits during the kiss."

I shook my head. "No, I had enough of this and we don't owe you anything. You clearly got the alcohol just to show off..."

He clearly wanted me to play more and for obvious reasons. I thought about how I lost and figured that it was just bad luck. Bad luck that might have made Seth believe that he had the upperhand...

In other words, something that I could use now.

"But...make it one thousand and I agree. I'll even let you put your hand in my bra."

A crazy wager right? I thought that the prize would be enough to pique his interest but the price large enough that he'd back off...

 

[a_libertine]

I whistled in astonishment at Heather's counter offer. "That is steep for merely a flesh to flesh grope."

I ordered a shot and cocktail for each of us and said, "Tell you what, let's make it $500 and still with in the bra. I mean really what are the chances I can beat you again?"


I looked at the dart board and shrugged. "Maybe we can add side bets to sweeten the pot for both of us as we go along."


The waitress dropped off our drinks and I slid one of the shots and a cocktail to Heather. "What do you think?: