Erica's mind had been a whirl as she washed her soft body, and made sure her beautiful tight pussy was shaved smooth; just the way David her husband loved it. She couldn't help massaging her tender clit with the warm water from the shower nozzle. Erica had found just the right setting on the shower head to prolong her orgasm for hours, and since David hadn't fucked her tonight, she needed release for the sexual tension that had built up while sucking his 8" cock.
Moaning loudly as the jetting water frigged her clit, Erica brought up her left leg to rest it on the edge of the bathtub rim, and spread her fleshy pink cunt lips apart so she could jam two fingers into her moist kitty.
As Erica fucked her horny pussy with her fingers, she kept reciting over and over in her head that tonight was all for David, and the love they shared. But way back in the darkest recesses of her mind she knew that there was a part of her that wanted what would be happening later on - maybe even more than her husband did.
Erica sighed, and brought one of her firm C cup tits to her mouth, and sucked hard on her erect nipple, while continuing to dig her long supple fingers into her wet fuck hole. Erica's twat was on fire, her fat clit swelling up as the water from the shower head continued to masturbate her. Chewing greedily on her nipple, Erica remembered the first time she allowed David to get past first base, and plopped out one of her tits in the back row of the movie theatre. He had sucked and chewed on her tit, while finger banging her pussy all through the movie, and she had had at least five orgasms before he let up. Erica could hardly stand when the movie was finally over, and when they got outside to the parking lot, she was so mentally out of it that she ended up sucking him off in a dark doorway that was a fire exit for the theater. David had pushed her into the doorway, and before she knew what hit her, she had his fat choad jammed down her throat, and his jizz coating her tonsils. She licked her lips, and could still taste a hint of her husband's seed from the blow job she had given him an hour ago. As far as Erica was concerned David could shoot his load down her throat any day as she loved the salty flavor, and wondered if all men tasted the same.
Continuing the manipulations on her twat, Erica's mind strayed to what might happen tonight. David and she had broken just about every taboo they could think of that wasn't too far out there. Anal, bondage, light S&M, role playing and public sex had all been fair game in their eight years together, and she had loved every minute of it. Erica had been 18 when they got married and still a virgin, but tonight one of the final taboos was about to be broken, and she would be fucking another man at her husband's request.
"It will be alright baby," David had said to her a few days ago when he first broached the subject, "If I land this client for our firm, it means full partnership...we'll be set for life."
Erica hadn't been very keen on the idea, and was reluctant to say yes. All that had been going through her mind up to this point was what if David became jealous, would he still love her or would he leave her? David had told her that he wouldn't get jealous, and that it was only this one time so in the end she capitulated, agreeing to be a whore for the record exec tonight. "But what if I enjoy it?" was the final thought she had before going to bed that evening.
Now in the shower, she fantasized about another man's cock in her, using her like any common prostitute, and the idea made her pussy send shocks through her whole body. To feel some stranger's cock penetrate her where only her husband had been before. To have another man's lips kiss her and suck on her clit, before dumping his steamy load either down her throat or into her cunt. Erica needed more now than just her fingers fucking her heated pussy, she needed a cock, any cock. David hadn't wanted to fuck her tonight because he wanted her pussy to be as tight as possible for the client, but here she was with an aching inside that needed to be filled.
Erica's eyes fluttered open and saw the bottle of shampoo sitting on the shower rack, and she reached over to grab it. Taking a bit of body wash, she lathered the bottle up, and set it on the shower seat, then slowly lowered her flushing pussy over its end. Erica had to work her pussy in a circular motion over the bottle head to get it to go in, and she winced at first from the intrusion of her large make-shift dildo. Inch by inch she lowered herself onto the bottle till she had it almost completely inside her. Grasping the bottle base with both hands, Erica began riding up and down on it, slowly at first as the bottle was about 6" in diameter and was the biggest thing she had ever had crammed up her twat. Erica was in ecstasy from the fucking she was giving her cunt, and also from the thought that it was actually a stranger's big, fat cock that was doing the fucking.
Her pussy made loud squishing noises as she danced faster and faster on the bottle. Erica wished this feeling would never end, her vaginal walls stretching wider from the thickness of the bottle, and she bit down hard on her lower lip, thinking to herself, "It would only be this once." She would meet her husband's client and fuck his brains out, and "It would only be this once." She loved David, and would do anything for him. If he wanted her to fuck another man tonight she would..."Just this once." "What would it matter if she liked it," she thought..."Oh yes, I wish this was his cock in me now," ...it would only be this once..."Fuck me with your fucken big cock," ...only just once..."Cum in my pussy," ...just once..."I wanna taste your sticky, hot CUM!!!"...oncccce.
Erica's orgasm hit her like a freight train, and she bucked up and down on the shampoo bottle, forcing it deeper into her pink crevice as wave upon wave hit her, making her moans stronger, and all she thought about was the orgasm taking hold of her – and a more conscious thought of being a stranger's slut for the night.
The climax lasted for almost 10 minutes, before Erica could finally get up enough energy to move. She leaned back against the shower wall, half the shampoo bottle still sticking out of her muff. With a tug she pulled the bottle free of her twat, and washed the cunt cream off of it. "I can do this," she thought, "and still love David. And if I like it all the better," and smiling to herself she finished with her shower, and made ready to be the best whore money could buy.
******
The drive to the restaurant where Erica would meet her husband's client didn't take long. It was about 20 minutes from where they lived, and was picked out by David especially for this occasion, as the restaurant was in the Hotel Merlot. The hotel was very posh and was well known to attract celebrities. The reason for the attraction was not so much the hotel, as it was for the hotel's reputation at anonymity and discreetness. Many of its patrons were rich and had a penchant for adultery. What better place to have his wife wine, dine then sixty-nine a client, and be back in bed before midnight.
Erica was nervous as she stepped out her black BMW. There was still a part of her that couldn't believe what she was about to do tonight, but with a giggle and a smile, she handed the keys to her car over to the valet, adjusted her tight black mini-dress, and walked toward the entrance to the hotel.
Erica sashayed through the lobby of the hotel, her long silky blond hair falling just past her firm succulent ass. She couldn't help but notice the attention she was drawing, and every male eye seemed to be drawn to her, and even some of the female ones. David had always told her how lucky he was to have her for a wife. He said she was the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen, and that she could make a dead man cum. She smiled to herself again, hoping that the client wasn't a dead man, and had plenty of cum to give her.
As she reached the restaurant doors, Erica noticed a very handsome black man standing off to the side, and before she could do a double take, he was making his way towards her. She hadn't even thought that the client David had set her up with might be black; at least she hoped that he was the client for more reasons than just not being hit on by every guy in the hotel. Erica eyed him up and down, taken in by his size. He was 6' 4" and weight about 220 lbs, which was a giant compared to her 5' 2" 100 lb frame. The man's eyes were like milk chocolate and his skin was just a shade or two darker. He had a well trimmed goatee and a shaved head. His clothes were tailored to the T, and he exuded confidence, even standing still. Erica was very pleased that he wasn't some middle aged fat man, who probably had a 3" pecker, and a bad heart.
"You must be Erica? I'm Devon Childs," the man said extending his large hand towards her.
Devon's hand enveloped Erica's, which was tiny in comparison, and she answered with a smile, "Yes Mr. Childs, I'm Erica." As he led her towards the restaurant he chided her for calling him Mr. Childs, and told her to call him Devon.
The Maitre d' led Erica and her companion to an available table, and by the way he spoke, he seemed to know Mr. Childs. Devon tipped the Maitre d', and held the chair out for Erica brushing her exposed arm with his hand, which sent a thrill down to her moist box. It wasn't long before their drinks came, and they were happily chatting away.
"God, Dave wasn't lying you are stunning," Devin said as he poured them both a little more champagne. Erica smiled at him as she ran her lithe tongue across her bottom lip, which she knew would draw his attention, and then leaned back so Devon could get a good view of her ample cleavage before saying, "So you like what you see?"
Devin's eyes were glowing as he looked back into Erica's smoldering green ones. "Oh yes. You are picture perfect. Dave has definitely out done himself."