Chris's Undoing - The Fucking of an Innocent Wife Ch. 1
I had been bored to tears at my own high school reunion. None of my good friends had shown up and the rest I could have cared less about. The music sucked too. I had hoped that at least a few of the hot gals from our class would show, but the only one that did was pregnant! Being recently divorced, I was of course stag. Bummer. Leaving the conference room I headed down the hall to the bathroom, when I noticed that there was a 2nd room down the hall with another reunion going on. After taking a piss, I figured Id check it out.
It didn't look much more exciting than mine did, but I went and checked it out anyway. All the formalities were over and everyone was just milling about, a few dancing. I first noticed her by the buffet table. She had on a short blue low cut dress that showed a bit of cleavage. She wasn't very large, but that's how I love them! I hate big baggy hanging boobs. And those tanned legs! Boy they looked nice, especially with those killer high heels! And the gorgeous smile and eyes topped it all off! The next hour or so she was quite unapproachable, constantly with another couple. I didn't see any sign of a husband though she did wear a ring. I did get close enough to notice her name Chris on her nametag. mmmm I wondered what it would be like to fuck her. Ive been divorced from my ex-bitch 6 months now and haven't been inside a woman since.
I made my way opposite her on the other side of the buffet. I got what i wanted when she leaned over to examine which cheese puff to pick. I got a great shot down her top and could see most of her tits hanging before me. The white creaminess of them next to the tanned skin set them off perfect and gave me an instant hardon. After awhile I gave up looking for cheap thrills and headed out of the room over to the hotel bar to grab one last drink before calling it a night. Shortly thereafter Chris arrived with her 'companion couple'. I continued drinking and watching them laugh and party. Only once did I notice her check me out. I also noticed the couple moving closer together and bet myself it wouldn't be too long before they would be leaving for their room.
Chris would often let her eyes drop down to her friend's crouch where i knew the woman's boyfriend was rubbing her. It wasn't long before I won my bet. I worried that she might leave with them but she stayed to finish her drink as they giggled that it was good she didn't have to drive home. As she watches them walk out the door, I move a few stools closer. She turns back, sighs and takes a big drink. I jokingly speak up asking if her friends abandoned her. She's quite buzzed now I can tell and she shakes her head and says 'yeah, poor me all alone now" and laughs. I order another Long Island Ice tea and ask her if she's ever had one. Of course she has and decides its a great drink to have. (I think its great too with 5 shots in it!) We small talk for awhile as I move to the seat next to her and she is flabbergasted that I know her name. I point out that she still has her name tag on. She laughs out loud, putting her hand on my leg telling me how insightful I am.
After finishing her Ice tea in record time she discloses how she has to pee like a race horse. I remind her that that is a guy saying. She laughs out loud and gets up. She stumbles on her high heels from the severe effects of the alcohol. "god damned heels!" she says and takes them off. I watch her slim legs intently. Now in bare feet she smiles triumphantly. She nods her head "much safe now!" She heads out to the hallway and i follow, offering the same reason for leaving. We continue to talk as I guide her away from the bathrooms and down the hall to the rooms. She drunkenly forgets the bathroom and heads to her room. She fumbles for her room key and then opens the door. She turns and looks at me 'Do you need to use it too?'' most definitely" i answer, and follow her in. She chucks her purse on the chair and goes in the bathroom. 'Its not much, but its home!" she laughs. She finishes in the bathroom and comes out. She stops and looks at me.
"What are you doing here again?" I reply 'couldn't help but follow those legs back here!" She looks down at her legs and stumbles as she does so. She laughs again. "These ol things?". I say "yeah sure, they're great, let me have a closer look. "i don't know about you" she slurs and comes over to the chair where I'm now sitting. She grabs hold of the dresser and puts one foot up on the chair. I run my hand over her foot and up behind her calf. "Oh, very nice indeed!" She loses her balance and has to quickly put her foot back down. As she does so my hand, without moving, is now up past her knee on the inside of her thigh and partially under her dress. I immediately caress her thigh. She holds out her hand to show me her ring. "You do realize that I'm married don't you, whatever your name was". I look up at her and say "Just say stop whenever you like." I continue caressing her thigh while inching up her leg further. "stop" she says softly. I continue caressing, my hand now under her dress, my fingers feeling the soft bare skin of her thigh.
"Okay, don't stop then" she weakly says. My hand caresses its way up further, expecting to find her panties, of which I find none. As I caress I can feel the cheek of her ass and then the hair from her pussy. I look up at her. "must have lost them in the bathroom" she giggles. She leans over slightly and puts her hand on my shoulder. "you really should stop you know" she says. Its the last word of protest I hear that night as my fingers glide over her lips and she involuntarily shutters. I let my middle finger glide over the part between her lips and I'm surprised at how dry it still is. I slowly work my fingers up and down, slowly parting her lips. I find what I'm looking for. Inside she is soaked. Her breath deepens and quickens as I work my fingers inside her pussy. She slowly sinks down to putting her knees on the chair on either side of my legs. Her legs spread much wider than before.
She puts her head down on my shoulder as my thumb starts to work on her clit, two other fingers inside her. Her hips start to grind on my hand. "are you sure you want me to stop Chris?" i ask sarcastically. "You've already got me where you wanted me, don't you...oh god" her voice trails off as she begins to cum on my hand...
