Dani could feel her heartbeat throbbing in her pussy and a pit in her stomach as Ric's thick fingers moved up her thigh. He was rugged and bald, with a neatly trimmed beard, but it was his confidence and his smile that made her melt. Despite being in his late 40s, at least 10 years older, he had a glint and a charm that showed no age. And he was built. She could see the veins on his arms creating a sharp line on his biceps, and his shoulders were broad. Dani spread for him a little as she looked nervously across the table. At her husband.
Jim was drunk. He had been pummeled by the other man all day. Ric dominated their meetings, not only in closing the sale, but with anecdotes, stories and jokes--he had a way of always clapping Jim's back by surprise, calling him the "egghead of the operation" and while Jim had prepared the deck and done the research, it was Ric the client enjoyed. And now his wife seemed to as well.
"Damn, you're a lucky man, Jimbo" Ric said at breakfast that morning as they stood in line for their waffles, and he looked at Dani further down the line.
Jim pushed his glasses up to consider this and take his wife in. He really was lucky. Jim met Dani in college, and in many ways, they were both victims of what was expected of them: soon they moved in, and a year later he proposed. Still, while Jim had let his slender physique turn bland and soft with neglect, Dani had maintained her firmness and it showed today. There she stood with the morning light haloing behind her, her dark hair in a bun, her tight athletic wear clinging to her body and revealing her sleeve of floral tattoos.
"I bet you cram that every chance you get" Ric said before stuffing a sausage in his mouth and approaching the woman. Jim grimaced, both at the coarseness of the comment, but also, it just wasn't true lately.
But that was hours and hours ago.
Wasted, Jim stared at the floor. He was spent. Dani opened her thighs a little more. Ric took the hint and his finger found the seam of her panties. Soaked. He traced them from the inside and his knuckle brushed against her labia.
This sent a jolt through her, something Dani hadn't felt for a decade or more. Her knee popped up and hit the table which jostled Jim to look up. Ric shot her a look of amused surprise then started to belly laugh. It was contagious and Dani started in. Jim, too inebriated to know what was happening, began to chuckle too as his head swayed. At this Dani and Ric nearly fell from their chairs, laughs upon laughs. As the laughs became chuckles Ric leaned in.
"Let's take this party upstairs."
The next thing Jim knew he was back in the hotel room, sitting in the armchair, and the room was spinning. Dani was...giggling? And why is Ric still here? What are they doing on the bed? It was all so confusing.
But not for Dani. She was a little buzzed, sure, but the second she laid eyes on Ric she knew she would fuck him if she got the chance. She had been faithful to Jim, and for what? All he cared about was work. Bringing her along for a sales trip was not a vacation. She loved Jim, he was a decent human being who tried hard, but somewhere along the way he lost his lust for life. His spark. Ric was all spark.
They sat down on the bed together as their eyes met. Ric's face lit up with a smile and he put his hand gently on Dani's cheek, as they held this for a moment. Dani bit her lip and then it was on. She pressed his hardened face between her hands as their lips met. His tongue pushed deep into her mouth and she moaned, his hands grasping her breasts. He broke off suddenly and then smiled. That damn, cocky smile.
"So uh..." his eyes and face drifted slowly back over his shoulder to the corner and the heap of a man she called her husband, on the verge of passing out. She laughed.
"Fuck it" she giggled.
Ric smiled back knowingly. Jim was a shlub, nice guy, but a total pencil dick who didn't know what to do with a fox like Dani. Besides, he was passed out and wasted, total light weight, this all might end up being a bad dream for him. Ric unbuckled his belt and pulled his dress shirt up.
At this, Dani slid to her knees on the floor and assumed the position. It had been ages since she had seen another cock. She looked up at her smiling lover and slid her hands from his knees up his thighs. She found his ample bulge before she expected, practically bursting through his underwear and dress pants. An uncontrolled gasp escaped her as her eyes darted back and forth between the face and his manhood. Ric ran his fingers through her hair and let out a smiling sigh. She looped her fingers under his pants and jerked him down below his knees.
This revealed just the tip of Ric's fat, uncut cock, peaking out from the bottom of his boxers. Out of sheer instinct she took it in her mouth, rolling her tongue on it's head under his foreskin.
While her mouth lapped this man's meat, she hiked her skirt up and desperately pulled at her thong before her hand found it's place on her mound. Ric groaned and they both looked up to see if it had disturbed Jim, who remained motionless. It was now or never.
Ric jerked her back by her hair with an authority Dani was not accustomed but found instantly arousing. He lifted her to standing with ease as he shimmied his pants and drawers down. His cock now freed, Dani saw that it was maybe half an inch longer than Jim's but Ric's cock was holy-shit-thick. The top of it had a vein as big around as her finger running up the shaft. She felt it rock hard against her belly as he pulled her in for a kiss. She could feel her knees weaken at the thought of that thing stretching her out.
Ric's hands were flush against the back of her head as his tongue explored her mouth. Then he tightened into a fist he jerked her face back an inch or two from his own.
"You want Daddy's big dick don't you baby girl..."
"Yes" came her little yelp, lips quivering.
"You're going to give me that little pussy, huh?"
"Yes" came a reply from her gut. Then she smiled "Daddy..." and at this he smiled back.
Ric took his cue and guided her by her hair onto hands and knees on the bed. He unsheathed his giant purple head as he guided her mouth to his balls.
"Lick, babygirl" he said in a hushed whisper, and she complied, her nostrils filling with his manly musk as her tongue darted on his sack. She felt so completely overwhelmed by him, this large, chiseled man who could break her if he wanted to, and found it infinitely exciting to bend to his will.
