Lilly went to the concert wanting to feel sexy.
Her husband was out of town and this was her chance to go out with the girls and enjoy the feeling of mens' eyes on her.
She knew Max had a major hotwife fetish so she didn't feel guilty about it.
She wore a red, very low cut shirt with no bra and tight leggings. Wanting a compliment, she sent her husband a snap of her outfit with the text "how do i look?"
His response was not what she expected.
It was a picture of his hard cock and it said: "By the end of the night, send me a snap of your face covered in someone's cum"
Lilly had butterflies in her stomach as she read it. Was he serious? Did he really want her to find some random guy and suck him off? What did he get out of it? She was skeptical but also very very turned on. She liked the idea of being dirty for a night, trying on another personality for a while.
"Really?" She responded via chat. 'Yes' was his only reply.
She tried to put the exchange out of her mind as the night got started. She wanted to be present with friends but her husband's snap kept entering her mind. Should she do it?
She decided to address her anxiety with alcohol. She and her friends drank shot after shot, and when they finally hit the dance floor all four of them were beaming with inebriated bliss.
The girls danced in a tight circle, facing each other. A tall dark man with muscular arms came up behind the girl across from Lilly and started dancing with her. He was a great dancer, and he undressed Lilly with his eyes while he grinded on her friend. He didn't try to hide his gaze as he looked down her shirt.
She felt her heart rate quicken, was he into her? Was she interested in him? She knew he was sexy, thats for sure. And she liked the way he was looking at her
After a few songs he made his way around the circle and began dancing with Lilly. She moved her hips seductively, and in moments felt his cock begin to stiffen through his khaki pants. It was flattering. She knew her husband thought she was sexy, but for some reason being wanted by a stranger made her feel so sexual.
As she slid her butt back and forth across his hard-on, she made her decision. "Im gonna do it".
She teased the man by grazing his cock with her hand. When her friends looked away she moved his hands from her hips to her breasts. He squeezed them obligingly and her knees buckled with pleasure. She turned and faced him, dancing hard against his bulging cock. Her friends couldn't believe it! What the hell was she doing?
She whispered to him, "meet me in the bathroom in 5 minutes". He grinned like an idiot and turned away. "Just having a little fun, it's only dancing", she told her friends with a giggle.
She found an excuse to leave her group and arrived at the bathroom a few minutes late, just to make him squirm. When he saw her, he came right over and made a move to kiss her and squeezed her ass with a strong hand. She ran her hands along his muscular back as he kissed her neck. She loved that feeling. She felt wild and crazy and free. The wrongness of it all was intoxicating.