"Truth or Dare." I asked.
We are sitting on the floor of his hotel room.
"Dare" he said. The guys always picked the dare.
"I dare you." I want to say "I dare you to kiss me" but I knew we aren't ready yet.
"I dare you to drink two shots of that tequila." I was trying to get him to loose his inhibitions.
He poured out the shots into the bathroom cup.
He drank.
"Truth or Dare." my turn.
"Truth" Girls always picked truth.
"What is your favorite position." He asked me.
I knew the game would turn to sex, but I didn't think it would be so soon.
"I like to be on top. I like to have control." I didn't know enough about him to know whether he would like that or not. I decided I would be honest and see where it led.
"Truth or Dare." I ask.
I had been fantasizing about this game for a year. I met Bill a few years ago at a conference. We hit it off right away. We started talking on the phone and planning our conference time so that we could spend time together.
"Dare" he said again.
"I dare you to show me what you are like when you come"
"What exactly do you mean." he asked with a bit of a thrill in his voice.
"Pretend you are having sex and you are about to come. I want to see what your face looks like, and what noises your make and I want to see how your body moves."
Bill took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Ohhh It's good.. it's good. I'm cooommming..."
His face tensed, then relaxed. He opened his eyes.
"That felt good. Your turn."
I got up and made myself another rum and cranberry juice and drank half. I had decided after the last time that I saw him that I wanted him. He was the exact opposite of my husband in almost every way. He was a big guy, tall and broad, always laughing. My husband was skinny and serious. I quite often fantasized about Bill when having sex with my husband.
"Dare" I said.
"I dare you to touch me." His blue eyes looked right into mine and twinkled. I felt the shock of excitement shoot though me. I knew what I wanted, but I wasn't clear on how far he would go. He was married. During one of our first talks I had asked him what he planned on doing when he retired, and the first thing out of his mouth was "Get a divorce."
"Do you want me to touch you anywhere in particular." I didn't want to overstep my boundaries.
"Anywhere you want" he said.
"Lie down on your side and close your eyes" I turned to face him.
I start by touching his shoulder. I run my hand down his arm, down his hip, down his leg. I moved behind him and used both hands to touch both legs and ran my hands up and down. I pressed hard on his ass. He groaned and started to move his hips in a thrusting motion. I continued moving both hands up and over his back. His flesh felt hard under his shirt, and it felt good to watch my hands on his body. Without lifting my hands up I moved in front of him and touched his shoulders. I moved one hand to touch his bare neck and ran my fingers down his skin until I couldn't move it any further without unbuttoning him. I moved my hands back to his neck then down his shirt touching his chest, his ribs, his belly, his hips and finally down his legs again. I avoided the bulge in his pants. I was enjoying myself and I wanted to play a bit more. I wanted to get really worked up.
"Your turn."
He opened his eyes in surprise, like he forgot we were playing a game.
"Dare" he said with his eyes boring into me.
Should I dare him to touch me, or would that be too much. I was enjoying myself and wanted to play a bit more with him.
"I dare you to masturbate in front of me." I really loved to watch a man masturbate. They were all so different in their technique. I had wondered about his for some time.
"Through my clothes." he asked.
"No" I said raising my eyebrows.
"I don't know Jen. I've never done this before" he looked uncomfortable.
"You've never masturbated before." I said in a teasing kind of voice.
"I've never masturbated in front of anyone before not even my wife."
"OK, then I win the game." I stood up and headed toward the door.
"What are you doing." he stood to approach me.
"I guess the game is over, so I'm going back to my room." He just looked at me. I guess I was going to have to do all the work here. "Unless.." I trailed off expectantly.
"Jen please stay. I want to be with you." He took my hand and we sat side-by-side on the bed.
We were silent for a few minutes.
"Do you want to watch T.V.." I asked rolling on my stomach and reaching for the remote.
He said, "What do you want to do."
I wanted to lick him all over then fuck his brains out, but I didn't say that.
"Have you ever thought about cheating on your wife." There. I said it. I asked the big question.
"Every time I'm with you," he said.
"What about you."
I paused and said "I would thoroughly enjoy having a physical relationship with a man other than my husband, but I would not let it be any more than that. I'm happily married, but I long for more sexual variety than what I get at home. So, to answer your question, I would definitely have a fling with the right guy."
The sexual electricity in the room was so strong, I could feel it and hear it. I was lightheaded from the rum and full of anticipation and longing.
Bill was still lying on his side. I resumed my touching of him. I started on his arm, lightly running my fingers down his body.
"Is this OK." I asked.
"mmmmm" He moaned. He rolled on his back.
I wanted to feel his skin. I unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it out of his pants and ran my hands over his chest. "Take off your shirt please" I asked. He sat up and pulled it off.
I continued rubbing his bare skin. I started using my mouth to touch him. I love the feel of skin on my lips. I made my way up his body, first touching, then kissing all of his skin. I love the feel of his chest, shoulder, and neck. I started kissing his jaw and he turned to me and pushed me down on the bed and slammed his mouth onto mine. His warm tongue slid into my mouth and explored slowly. When he was done, I moved my tongue into his mouth. Our hands were rubbing, and his hands were untucking my shirt and feeling my skin.
"Stop" I said as I sat up.
"I need to know that you are OK with this. I don't want to ruin your life or your marriage. I would very much like to be with you tonight."
Bill's eyes were intensely looking at me.
"Jen, I want to be with you. I've always been very attracted to you. I've thought about you a lot, and fantasized about us being together here. I feel I deserve some enjoyment after everything I have to put up with at home."
I got up, finished my drink and turned out all of the lights except for one dim reading light on the desk. I grabbed his hand and helped him off the bed. I threw the comforter on the floor. I turned to Bill, and took off his belt. I unsnapped and unzipped his pants and sat him on the bed. I took off his shoes, pulled off his pants, and pulled off his socks and threw them all in a heap.
I looked at his cock. I was not disappointed. It was stretching up out of his underwear. He was gently rubbing it. It looked rock hard, and I couldn't wait to have it.
"I want to know what you like." I kicked off my shoes.
"I like it all." He almost was moaning.
"Is there anything you've always wanted to try but haven't." I asked. I started undoing my pants.
"I've always wanted anal, and a threesome, what about you." He was watching me intensely as I wiggled out of my pants. I had on a button down shirt, my bra and underpants. I undid the top two buttons of my shirt.
"I've always wanted to do another girl, and I like to be dominated, but I like to be the boss sometimes too." I reached around under my shirt and undid my bra and wiggled out of it. My button down shirt was now exposing some of my breasts, and Bill was desperately trying to get a look. I walked right up to him and put my tits in his face.
"You want these." I asked as I pressed them to his cheeks.
His hands reached up and squeezed them symmetrically. Then he started nibbling on them. They are size 42D, and I have large nipples that get rock hard. They are very sensitive, and the stubble on Bill's chin was driving me crazy even though I could only feel it though my shirt.