It has been two weeks now since her Las Vegas trip and Sharon started to miss the freedom she had there.
She has been through some tough nights when she first arrived home. The guilt was mounting and her days were getting harder to get through.
Her sex life here is the same as when she left, Missionary position one night a week.
What she had done was constantly on her mind. With every thought of Paul and his co-workers Sharon would get wet between her legs and then the thought of losing her family because of it was driving her crazy.
Losing her family over having extramarital affair was not what she wanted, but the attention she had and the pleasure she received was too much for her to bear.
Was there an answer for her? Living in this small town was impossible to have any secrets.
Her friends were all faithful to their spouse's and very family oriented.
Did any of them ever have this problem and what would they have done?
Questions and no answers for Sharon was an everyday routine her mind would go through.
Today was going to be different she promised herself. She was going to find herself a hobby and put all her concentration on one thing.
After Tom left for work Sharon sat down in front of her computer and started to surf the Internet for something she can do for a hobby and keep her mind off her past experience.
After surfing for about an hour she found herself in a chat room for bored housewives. She found herself chatting with another housewife with an almost same problem she is facing.
Her name was Danielle and was a fifty-year-old married woman with three adult children living in a suburb of Boston on the coast.
She had gone away with girlfriends to Maine and while there found herself attracted to a man that was staying at the same hotel. They made love any chance they can be alone and Danielle fell in love with the excitement he showed her. Since that day she has cheated on her husband and has had no regrets.
Sharon explained to her that it was chancy for her to see anyone since she lived in a small town and didn't want to risk her marriage.
Danielle asked her a simple question "Can you live happy again as you did before having sex with other men."
Sharon's answer to that was no, she knew she needed that wild side of her at least one more time before she can go back to the life she had.
Danielle gave her a few idea's how to meet men without anyone knowing about her and what she was doing away from the home.
Tom had to go to New York on business for four days the following week so Sharon decided to take a day trip to the casino's in Connecticut.
The morning Tom left Sharon took a long bath and promised herself she would just spend the day and keep her mind on her family.
She dressed in a conservative manner, jeans and a loose fitting blouse that didn't show much of her body. Wearing her hair up and not very much make-up.
A two-hour drive and she would be there by lunchtime.
She arrived just about noon and went to valet to park her car.
Walking into the casino for the very first time it reminded her of Las Vegas on a smaller scale.
Sharon went to a small coffee shop and had a quick lunch then walked around the place to watch the action of people playing the machines.
She came across the table games and watch the players gamble on card games then seen the roulette table. Again another reminder of Las Vegas.
Sharon sat at the same table for over an hour and had some fun winning a few bets and staying even most of the time.
She was distracted by a group of men being very load at the dice table.
As she left her seat she wandered over to see what the ruckus was all about.
Three large black men were standing around a woman who was throwing the dice and winning every time. Everyone was cheering for her and the men were hooting and hollering along with the crowd.
Getting closer for a better look one of the black men took her by the waist and moved her between them.
"Another good luck charm he shouted." and moved her next to the woman with the dice.
As she handed the dice to her to throw they were both shocked. It was Janice her friend from church and roommate in Las Vegas.
"Oh my God" Janice cried, "Sharon Oh please I can explain."
"Never mind that honey just throw the dice" one of the black men chirped.
Sharon took the dice and threw a seven. Everyone cheered that she had won. The black man took her close to him and kissed her lips. Falling back in shock she felt repulsive. Trying to move from the table was impossible for her. Janice took her hand and told her to relax. "They are old college friends so don't be afraid". "Is Tom here?" Janice asked. "No I'm alone how about you?" she asked Janice.
"Just here with these friends from college."
Janice was a good-looking girl who could have been a model. 5'8" 120pounds, long blonde hair, very light blue eyes and a figure like an hour class.
Janice turned and introduced her to her friends. Lamar, Clinton and Charles. Lamar was the one right next to Sharon who pulled her into the group and kissed her. As they watched the game all three men stood behind and next to the girls.
Janice told Sharon that in College she was a cheerleader and she was dating Charles who was on the football team.
Over the years they always were in touch and met here for one day twice a month.
This meeting Charles had taken two friends with him and they were just having fun.
As she spoke Sharon was in shock for a few reasons. Janice seeing another man and a black man at that. She knew her husband and both her children. She was a church sponsor who sang in the choir also.
"What are you doing here alone?" Janice asked, "After Las Vegas I thought you had enough of the casino action?"
Sharon didn't know what to say so Janice said." Don't explain let's just enjoy the day since you are here."
Sharon felt a little relieved until she felt Lamar push in closer to her and had his hand on her butt.
She could feel what was a bulge pressing against he butt. Then his hand went around her and rested on her stomach just below her breasts. Feeling a bit nervous having this big man holding her close to her but then a little excited feeling his bulge pressing against her.
Looking over at Janice who was leaning against Charles as he had his arms wrapped around her and kissing the back of her head and neck.
"I think we all need a drink," Lamar said as he pulled Sharon along with him toward the lounge.
Sharon followed like a puppy dog being towed by its master.
They all sat in a horseshoe shaped booth with Clinton then Sharon, Lamar then Janice and Charles.
The waiter approached them and took their orders. Sharon didn't want a drink but they insisted to have a toast.
After several drinks Sharon was feeling very loose and didn't resist Lamar's hand on her thigh.
What did surprise her though was Clinton had his arm around her and rubbing her upper arm?
Without warning Clinton pulled her towards him and kissed her full on the lips. His tongue forced his way into her mouth as he caught her off guard. With his right hand he reached for her left breast and through the material of her blouse and bra he felt her large long nipple hard.
They broke the kiss and Sharon told him she didn't appreciate his hands on her. With that he took her again and kissed her as he groped at her breast again. Sharon feared the worst, not him feeling her up but her enjoying his touch and the way he kissed her. She started to get the wild hair in her again and her juices began to flow. Her body reacting against her brain.
As he was kissing her she took his tongue and sucked on it like she was cleaning it with her lips.
Clinton undid her blouse buttons and had his hand inside searching for the clasp of her bra.
Finding it he released her breasts from their confine. Taking her nipple and rolling it around between his fingers set Sharon off like a fireworks show.
Her hand went to his crotch feeling his long hard cock, stroking it through his pants.
At the same time Lamar was undoing her jeans and running his hand down the back of her pants to find the crack of her ass.
Sharon was in a zone where there was no control.
Taking Clinton's cock from his pants, Sharon was stroking what felt like a long thick rubber hose. It must have been 10 inches long and thick like a fire hose.
All her inhibitions were gone. Her morals were nonexistent. Leaning down to Clinton's lap she took the head of his plum shaped cock into her mouth.
Mauling her breast as she sucked his cock Clinton told Charles they better find a motel soon.
This white bitch was raring to go. Not hearing a word said, Sharon continued to suck on Clinton's cock. Tasting his pre-cum had Sharon more eager to make this hunk of a black man cum into her mouth. She wanted all he had to offer; she wanted his balls emptied into her mouth. The waiter approached and without any questions just smiles and left the check.
Unaware of the goings on around her Sharon was busy sucking away and having her tits mauled.