Good Married Men Dont

As a forty something recently single woman On Line Dating had been a frustrating and disappointing time. A year of crap men, crap sex and ghosting had really taken its toll. gone were the days of real-life hook ups or so she thought!!

She came off OLD and felt better if not a little unfulfilled. She enjoyed self-care, and had treated herself to a new wand type vibrator and a clitoral suction vibe that had been recommended on a sex board.

Both has been a resounding success. Her ex-husband would never entertain toys in the bedroom but fuck him now she thought she can make her own choices however it did annoy her that although the orgasms were better than with him, that as strong and now very independent women it was a man's hard cock she really wanted. She longed to be taken and fucked properly.

This sorry tale carried on. she had come off social media but somehow so form of intel found its way back to her about her ex and his new younger model.!! He was pathetic, but it didn't stop her longing to start her own journey again.

Unfortunately, the ones she was coming across were only the ones someone else had thrown back in the sea or were inevitably dating and married. Then one day as she was reading though a thread on Mumsnet of all places, she read something so simple yet so transformational in the comments section, that she couldn't quite believe it.

One commenter on the post about OLD had regaled an anecdote where her elegant business woman friend had been stood up in a posh hotel bar by a shit of a man. She went on to say that her friend was in her "not giving a shit "phase of life and had refused to go home as she had spent the time money and effort and had a fuck this, I am going to make it worth the Wax!! She had sat at the bar mid-week and enjoyed an expensive bottle of wine.

She recalled how she had said how many handsome men,many younger and many with wedding rings on had come over to her to chat and un originally propositioning her at the bar. A year's worth of OLD dates in one night the poster claimed she was told!!

"I live in the city" she thought, "I have loads nice dresses. Why have I never thought of this. I could do that easily." It appeared to be the perfect scheme. Over the coming week she hatched a plan. She thought nobody needed to know about this, I will get dressed for the occasion book the day off in midweek and see what happens Christ I didn't even need to book a room she thought "if I get lucky, I can stay over for free. if I don't get lucky, I can get £15 Uber home."

The day came and she wobbled that she could just get a takeaway and have a day in bed as her ex had the kids. But knowing the ex had the new woman who came about "just a little too soon!! "And she did really want a good seeing too!

So, she got showered and ready putting in all the effort she wasted on her Ex. She admired her curves in the mirror and she looked stunning if she did say so herself. A British designer classic cut dress cut a little at the front and just on the knee in length. Garter belt her getting lucky pants and stockings she felt on fire inside. She got a taxi to the hotel; she'd researched to be a busy business hotel but classy.

She walked in confidently to the bar and ordered a whiskey on ice at the bar this proved to an excellent idea!!

As a single woman at a bar on her own drinking neat whiskey was seemingly cat nip to middle aged white heterosexual business men. Some friendly some creepy. Every one of them when at the bar asked the same three questions.

is that a neat Whiskey?

Are you here on tour own?

Would you like some company?

There were many single men in the bar and not once did they get bothered by another female which did make her a little cross. Although it meant the plan was working.

She thought do all nice married men approach hot women in hotel bars because they are lonely or were they all vulnerable to the female charms she was about to find out.

Of the many men that were intrigued with her drink only a few knew more than she did about the golden nectar. David was one friendly, knowledgeable, and definitely fuckable. He had the lot, great style in his expensive suit, excellent shoes, great face, and strong features. smelt amazing and a complimentary wedding ring to complete the picture. They were getting on well better than any of the OLD dates she could feel herself getting aroused by him but it wasn't really fair was it. She thought to seduce another woman's husband??

Was it on her to stop it or on him. she reassured herself that "nice married men don't do this." As the whiskey flowed, she thought fuck it lets see where this goes. She excused herself and went to the bathroom there she reapplied her lipstick and sat down to pee. As she pulled her knickers up, she got a little flutter and moved them back down and off over her heels. This felt empowering and very naughty.

She returned to David who seemed to sense something had changed, He kept talking and mentioned his wife and kids but now with a every waft of air as people passed the bar or the door opened the air made her pussy twitch and tingle. She felt herself getting wet at the thought of her own pussy. At this point she needed the bathroom again and has a dirty little thought she moved her legs on the stool and lent forward towards David they were close now,

This move was orchestrated not to lean in and kiss David Oh no!! This was to ensure that her whole of her now very wet Pusey contacted the brown leather stool. She squirmed on it a little then got off the stool. She had managed to leave a little wet print of her tight pusey on the stool. David noticed as soon as it caught his eye and he looked flushed and embarrassed at the same time. His cock stiffened in his trousers.

When she came back his gaze would drift towards her dress, she angled her legs so that he got an occasional glimpse of soft pink skin she wriggled on the chair as the bulge in his pants was obvious. Her power moved had worked alright She smiled and asked "should we take this upstairs "and he didn't take much convincing to forget his wife and kids she thought.

As they went to his room in the lift there was passionate kissing. She lifted her leg and he put a flat palm on her pussy cupping it. He spread her wetness all around before entering her with his long thick fingers. The lift stopped and she stood up. They raced down the corridor to his room. when inside things were frantic, he lay her on the bed and. knelt between her legs. he began to hungerly consume her sucking her folds it was noisy and desperate like he had wanted to lick the bar stool

They both moaned with pleasure. He then reached for his pocket for a condom now she definitely knew that nice married men don't carry condoms. He quickly put it on and pushed his cock inside her she groaned as it filled her to the brim. she hadn't saw it full size bit it had been months so it felt huge. And she was tight, he pumped away as she rubbed her clit and pushed back. She was a little hot with her dress still on there was a time she would have powered though but not shy more, she asked him to stop so she could get comfortable he came out of her she took the dress off and said "now that's better "

She kneeled on all fours at the end of the bed. He entered her once again even more frantic than before she arched her back and the curve of his cock hit het G-spot perfectly as he pounded, she could feel her orgasm building in her pussy his thrust quickened and she let out gasp as her body shuddered to orgasm, he now pumped faster and she could feel him pulse though the condom he came loudly Then pulled out of her quickly.

She fell to her side on the bed. They kissed briefly and then David mood changed. maybe guilt maybe the booze he exclaimed "You can't stay" abruptly. She said "I never expected to." She got dressed and fixed her hair in the mirror. As she turned to David and said you "do know that nice married men don't fuck strangers don't you?"

With that she strolled confidently into the corridor and out of the hotel. She felt a delicious waft of cold fresh air on her still very wet and sensitive pussy. and thought whose husband she'd fuck next week.