I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a red dress with a neckline low enough to be suggestive but with a little plausible deniability. I wore my favorite pair of dangling silver earrings and a short silver necklace.
My husband wrapped his arms around me.
"You look beautiful," Mark said.
I was a little skeptical, but the way he said it made me feel reassured.
"With you looking like that, I would be shocked if the two of you get all the way through dinner."
I had been so focused on picking the right outfit & perfecting my makeup that I hadn't had the chance to get excited for the night ahead. For the first time in 10 years, I was going on a third date. To a man's house. For dinner.
My husband and I started incorporating hotwife scenarios into our dirty talk over a year earlier. He told me that he was turned on by another man having sex with me. It wasn't a humiliation thing - in fact the idea that I was desired by other men made him feel more powerful.
I was more reluctant to embrace this fantasy. I love my husband, and I only want to be with him. I was worried how he would react if I actually had sex with another man. But, over time, as our shared fantasies grew, I started to get excited by the idea.
Now it was actually happening.
Mark kissed my neck, then looked up and smiled at the two of us in the mirror.
"I'll be thinking about you tonight."
*****
I felt nervous when I knocked on Noah's door. I looked around uneasily. A silly thought had crossed my mind - what if one of his neighbors recognized me?
Noah opened the door. He smiled as he looked me up and down. "Wow Katya, you look great." My anxiety faded as he leaned in and kissed me deeply.
"Come on in."
I was surprised at how relaxed I felt as we first enjoyed drinks together, then ate some osso buco he prepared. We talked, we laughed and of course couldn't help flirting with one another.
Noah is about 7 years younger than my husband. He moves through the world with ease. Judging by his modest condo, he made less money and didn't seem to have bigger ambitions than having fun.
However, while I'm attracted to my husband's ambition, there's something about Noah's easy-going attitude that felt like a breath of fresh air. The longer we talked, and the lower my inhibitions got, the more I wanted him.
It wasn't longer after dinner that we started making out on the couch. Soon my little red dress was off, which revealed my red bra and lacy underwear. Noah savored my body, but spent a lot of time with my breasts - grabbing them, kissing them, and sucking on my nipples.
I was swept up in the electric new relationship energy that I hadn't experienced in over a decade.
We spent a lot of time on his couch kissing, touching and exploring each other. Soon both of us were naked, and we both wanted the same thing.
Noah scooped me up from the couch, carried me up the stairs and set me down on his bed. As he held himself up above me, I reached down to grab his throbbing cock and guide it into my waiting pussy.
This was it, the point of no return.
Noah starting fucking me, sliding his cock in and out. Even though it was about the same size and thickness as my husband's, it felt different. I couldn't believe the new sensations I was feeling. As my moans picked up, Noah started thrusting harder. Deeper. Faster.
My first orgasm overtook me. As my pussy spasmed around his big hard cock he paused his thrusts and kissed me all over, spending some extra time kissing and sucking on my sensitive breasts.
After letting me come down from my orgasm, he kissed me deeply. Then, with a smirk, he flipped me over. I got on my hands and knees for him, and he entered me from behind.
This time there wasn't a slow build up. His thrusts were primal, desperate. Even though he already made me cum once already, he needed to truly lay claim over me.
He grabbed my hair and directed my head towards the standing mirror near the bed. I watched as my tits bounced in sync with his thrusts, my earrings and necklace dangling in front of them. I saw and felt him have his way with my body... biting my neck... fondling my breasts.
"Oh yes, oh yes," I found myself saying.
"I'm going to cum," He growled into my ear. "Do you want me to pull out?"
Mark and I hadn't talked about whether I was allowed to let another man cum inside me. I didn't know how to respond, I just looked into his eyes.
Noah pushed deep inside me, then I felt his cock twitch and the warmth of his cum hitting the back wall of my vagina. That triggered my second orgasm and my pussy desperately tried to milk every last drop from him.
