She could tell by the way he looked at her and casually touched her arm that he wanted her. The flirting and close dancing had her really horny. He had already asked if she wanted to get out of there. To her that was the same as asking her if she wanted to get laid. Both of them being a little drunk she wasn't sure how far she wanted it to go. There was no denying her attraction to him. In the back of her mind she knew she wanted to have sex with him but her husband was picking her up in an hour or so.
When her cell phone rang she went to the ladies room so she could hear better. It was her husband telling her he couldn't pick her up. As a matter of fact he would be home quite late and told her not to wait up for him. The sounds of women giggling in the background told her he probably wouldn't be home at all tonight. She was used to it by now and it really didn't bother her that much.
She went back to the party, picked up a bottle of wine and said to him "let's go." He drove with one hand on the wheel and the other on her thigh. She did nothing to dissuade him from feeling her pussy through her slacks. When they got to the motel she offered him some wine. He took the bottle from her hand and put it on the table. He had only one thing on his mind and wouldn't be denied. He took her into his arms and kissed her passionately. Any hesitation she may have had faded away under his kisses. He pulled her close and when their bodies made contact they went into auto fucking motion. Their pelvises ground against each other, in search of the pleasure giving friction their aroused genitals craved.
He took her hand and placed it on the bulge in his jeans. Once she felt it she knew she was done for. She rubbed her hand over the length of the outline feeling it get harder and harder. Now she wanted it, she felt her nipples and clit react to her thoughts of having it in her mouth.
"Take it out" she said to him "I want to suck it."
"Take it out for me" he panted.
She hastily fumbled with his belt buckle and zipper, slipped her hand into his shorts and wrapped it around his hard, throbbing prick. Soon she had it out and fully erect. She dropped to her knees and, as if hypnotized by his manhood, became obsessed by her desire to pleasure it.
She knew she was an easy mark for a hard cock, with an overwhelming desire to get it in her mouth. She didn't allow herself to think about it, but way down deep she knew, that at her present state of arousal if she were surrounded by stiff cocks she couldn't stop until she sucked them all dry, one after another.
The thought almost made her cum as her concentration returned to the job at hand. She took the cap in just beyond her teeth, pushed it against the roof of her mouth with her tongue then closed her lips tight around the shaft and sucked hard.
His body stiffened and he let out a long groan as if she was torturing him. This was the part she liked best, the feeling of power and control. She knew now that there was nothing she could do to it, except biting it too hard, that he wouldn't love. She also knew that he was watching her blow him, and the hornier she got doing it the better he liked it. Lucky for the both of them she didn't have to fake it.
