It's been two years since Briana found out about her husband's excessive cheating. She tried everything to save their marriage, but her husband continued his adulterous acts unaffected. After the first year of getting nowhere, she gave up and started talking to a divorce lawyer.
While going over their finances with her lawyer, Briana discovered that her husband had been draining their joint bank accounts. When she looked into it, she learned that her husband was using the money to buy lavish gifts for his girlfriends. By the end of the first year, he'd blown through their entire savings.
Due to her husband's reckless infidelity, they had to continue living in their small apartment, and Briana couldn't afford to get a divorce. Trapped in a loveless, sexless marriage, Briana found solace in porn; revenge cuckold porn, to be exact. She was so turned on by the idea of tying her husband up and forcing him to watch her fuck another man; it filled her with newfound hope.
After setting up her own bank accounts and working longer hours, she finally had enough money to put her plan into action. Every week, she put half her money in the bank and spent the other half on skimpy lingerie, teeny thin bikinis, and slutty costumes.
When her husband finally noticed all the sexy lingerie that she wasn't wearing for him, he accused her of cheating. She only ever responded with laughter! What her husband didn't know was that she had created some very risqué profiles on a couple of dating sites. Immediately, she received dozens of winks, pokes, invites, and DMs from all types of guys. While scrolling through all the sexy men who'd liked her profile, she came across the stunning photo of someone she recognized.
Adrian, an old friend from high school, had dark brown eyes, short hair that was styled in a curly-buzz cut with a swoosh shaved design, and he still had a bright, immensely seductive smile that was accented by the soft dimples in either cheek.
Briana eagerly sent him a message and then scrolled through the rest of his profile until she found some photos. Adrian was even more chiseled and delicious-looking than when they were in high school. She especially liked the pics of him in his swim trunks. Briana moaned when she saw the bulge in his teeny, tiny swim trunks. His meaty protrusion ignited a blaze between her legs, the likes of which could only be compared to an underwater volcanic eruption.
Adrian replied a few minutes later, giving her his number, address, and a time. She saved his contact info in her phone and used the photo of him at the beach as his contact pic. Then, she texted him so he'd have her number.
She was so excited about her date, as she rushed to her closet to find something to wear. Her husband came home as she was trying on outfits. He noticed the level of sluttiness each outfit possessed and angrily asked her what she was doing. She ignored him and continued trying on outfits. Her husband stormed out of the apartment as her phone buzzed. It was a text from Adrian.
The text read: I have a pool, so wear a (bikini emoji) if you want to (splash emoji).
Briana replied: I would (heart emoji) to (splash emoji) at your house, but you better have some good (chocolate bar emoji) cause that's the only way I'll (splash emoji). They spent the next few hours texting back and forth, each message kinkier than the last. She was still up texting Adrian when her husband stumbled in drunk. Smelling of booze and other women, he yelled and threw a tantrum as Briana continued texting with Adrian.
The next day, her husband texted her just as she walked up to Adrian's house. He wanted to know what she was doing, where she was, what she was wearing, and who she was with. She turned her phone off and rang the doorbell.
When Adrian opened the door and saw what Briana was wearing, his jaw dropped. She was wearing nothing but a skin-tight yellow lace teddy swimsuit with matching heels. The entire swimsuit was lace, and Briana chose not to wear anything underneath, giving Adrian a lacey view of her naughtiness.
"Can I come in?"
"Uhhh!" was all he could say.
Briana gently pushed Adrian aside as she stepped over the threshold. Adrian couldn't take his eyes off her amazing body, not even while closing the door.
Briana was a perfect 5' 6" brunette with dark brown eyes and long wavy hair that draped well past her shoulders. She had a pair of exquisitely perky, squeezable tits that looked unbelievable in her bikini. Her tiny waist and flat stomach led to her shapely hips and long, toned legs. Her ass, though not the phattest, was firm and bubbly.
The way the tight yellow fabric hugged her subtle curves and accentuated her coffee-cream skin tone made Adrian's dick spring to life. He used to imagine her naked and sweaty, riding him like a maniac in the throes of passion, and now, here she was, half-naked and willing.
"Like what you see?" she asked, already knowing his answer.
"Uhhh!" was his only response again.
"Which way to the pool?"
"Uhhh!" He said while pointing down the hall to her left.
"Shall we?"
Briana set her purse on the entryway table and followed Adrian out to the backyard, taking her time to ogle his muscular frame. He was wearing a pair of tight trunks, but they weren't as tiny as the trunks in his pictures. Still, they showed off his tight, hard ass rather nicely as he led her outside.
Once outside, he walked past the pool and nonverbally suggested they skip right to the hot tub. He was still in shock over her outfit, and the swelling bulge in his trunks revealed his excitement. The bulge looked heavier in person, Briana thought, which made the front of her thin swimsuit damp between her legs.
Adrian knew Briana was checking out his bulge, and he knew she was getting wet between her thighs, so he thought, "why hide it."
"There's only one way to enjoy a hot tub."
His tone was suggestive, and Briana knew precisely what he meant. While staring into his eyes, she pulled the tiny straps of her swimsuit off her shoulders and began peeling the thin lace fabric from her umber skin. Adrian watched, bewitched as, first, her nipples came into view, then her sculpted waistline and shapely hips. Finally, as she pushed the swimsuit down her legs, her neatly trimmed brunette bush led his eyes to her pretty, cinnamon pussy lips.
Briana stepped out of her swimsuit and into the hot tub, slowly sinking beneath the bubby, hot water to give Adrian a few extra seconds to ogle her sexiness. Once she was comfortably seated, she looked up at Adrian and watched him push his tight trunks down to his ankles.
Though Briana adored every chiseled muscle on Adrian's body, she only wanted to see one part of him, and he knew it. He walked deliberately, taking swaying steps so that his meaty manhood swung side to side as he stepped into the hot tub. His cock throbbed as the hooded tip felt the hot bubbles tickling its foreskin.
Briana's own hot juices mixed into the hot tub as her fantasies about Adrian created little quakes of bliss between her legs. She opened her legs wider and slowly moved her hand to her frenzied clit, and tried to hide her sensuous rubbing while watching Adrian settle into his seat.
