Clair was standing in the bathroom doorway wearing only a pair of black satin panties admiring his male physique as he stepped out of the shower. She smiled at the vision of his perfectly sculptured and rounded ass cheeks. Just an hour ago she was grabbing hold of that butt and was pulling him deep inside her as he pumped his seed into her womb. He was a damn good fuck; too bad he was her best friends' husband but then again all is fair in love and war and her need to escape the boredom of married life in suburbia.
Her husband as usual was off on some business trip trying to be a good provider just so she could have a roof over her head, blah blah blah. She almost wished he would get some pussy on the side so he would learn some new tricks in the bedroom; either that or feel enough guilt to step up his game and perform his husbandly duties with a little more enthusiasm.
Her afternoon lover hurriedly dressed and gave her a nice long kiss before heading off to the dentist appointment he used as an excuse to leave work early. The illicit tryst was fun, but she could have used a second round of sex.
She poured herself a glass of wine and roamed around the house enjoying the smell of sex on her body and the feel of her lover's cum still oozing out of her pussy and running down her leg. The thrill of being bad excited her, it always gives her boring uneventful life a little extra meaning that it so desperately lacked.
She toyed with the thought of getting caught and punished for her infidelity. The problem was her husband was so damn afraid of drama and confrontation she would end up making her life even more depressing than it already was.
She finished her wine and took a shower. It was almost happy hour, and she had the house to herself for the next two nights so she might as well hit a restaurant bar and troll the sea of business suits and see if she could find a guy that might take the time to try and seduce her.
She liked to play the game of teasing and seduction, to enjoy the chase to see if she could manipulate a man and if he could be good enough to make her want to cheat. Keeping her wedding ring on always gave it a special level of intrigue and excitement. It is a fun game, it is just too bad most men do not play it very well.
She liked the idea of escaping into an alternate reality for one night, putting on an alter ego persona getting into character playing the part of a high-powered female executive looking for a man to forcibly try a hostile takeover of her company and her.
Tonight, was the perfect night to try out her seduction skills while her hubby was away.
Now for that age-old question, what to wear? Picking out her office slutty attire while at the same time being believable as a businesswoman required some extra thought. She decided to go in the order he would be undressing her. She started with a thin almost sheer blouse which she purposefully would undo a little bit more than propriety dictated showing off her cleavage and a dark-colored bra underneath.
Next, a tight gray skirt both confining and restricting perfectly designed to show off her tight little ass when she walked. And a jacket she could slip off at the dinner table to make him fantasize about undressing her later he if played his cards right.
Now for the sexy undergarments. She wanted something special to display the best parts of her body and make him appreciate what she was letting him experience.
She eventually moved from the closet to the dresser where she kept her most intimate items.
From her secret stash of lingerie, she selected a black matching panty and bra set.
She smiled as she selected some black silk stockings. She knew that she would get as much of a thrill from wearing them as he would looking at her legs as she walked.
She closed the dresser drawer, then feeling extremely naughty, opened it again and pulled out a black satin garter belt both classic and erotic with an almost mystical power to make any man she desired want her.
Even before she had put the undergarments on, she could feel herself tingling. She knew that already she was beginning to get a little wet, and looking at her naked breasts, she was not surprised to see the nipples at their fullest and hardest.
She held her breast up to the mirror before carefully hiding those bad girls away within her sheer bra. She then put on the suspender belt and centered it about her waist. She took her time delighting in slipping the cool silk stockings up along her legs before fastening them to the straps of the garter belt and then pulling her panties on.
Smiling at her sultry self in the dressing mirror, she finished her make-up, touched up her hair, slipped on a pair of black stiletto heels. She looked and felt incredibly sexy, now she was ready to go cock hunting.
On the drive over to the four-star restaurant she had chosen to play out her adulterous melodrama, she realized that she needed a back story just in case the conversation wandered over into some business small talk. She decided she would use her old boss at a marketing firm she had worked at before she was married as the cover story.
For tonight she would be the female version of him just not as big an asshole. She knew enough about that particular business she could fake it well enough until she diverted their attention to her cleavage and her other famine assets. She would keep her first name and would use his last name if the question came up to help keep things straight in her mind.
She had also made sure there was a five-star hotel close by just in case she finds something she likes and needed to close the deal.
As she walked into the bar, she felt magically excited, supremely feminine, and very desirable. The fantasy of trolling for strange cock always excited her even though the reality had never quite lived up to her expectations. Yet here she was once again on a quest for a forbidden sexual experience.
She slowly surveyed the room before picking a plush padded bar stool with an empty seat next to it where she could entertain potential suiters. It is not a bad looking group tonight, not too many fat balding older guys, there are some real potential boy toys that she could be persuaded to drop her panties for. She prefers businessmen in expensive Italian suits, anything but a lawyer if she must sink that low, she might as well stay home and fuck her husband.
She likes being hit on by younger men and after all, a well-told lie from a hansom younger man is always better than the dull uninspired truth from an older man that could not get her off if she held a gun to his head.
Several women are floating around the bar more interested in business networking than getting laid. She is there dressed for business too but not the kind those women are trying to engage in. Classy with a slight hint of slutty making it clear that only the best applicants need to apply.
She always likes to tease a couple of pretty boys that make the first attempt. She does not shoot them down immediately so as not to look like a prude or completely unapproachable but eventually throwing them back so that better contenders know they need to bring some real game to the party if they want to win her favor.
