We had been dancing around each other for months with so many teasing words; insinuating glances-soft touches. We really started out as friends but the feel of everything was just so charged with sensual energy. Yes, I know he is married. He told me many times he would never cheat on his wife but isn’t that what we have been doing? Although we never brought it to physical passion, the words carried the images clearly. Tonight, yes tonight, I will put this to bed literally. She continued in her musings while she planned her outfit for the evening. Yes, tonight the seduction will finally be realized.
He has thought about her all day. She is a distraction at work and has been for months. His co-workers would glance at him when they thought he was not looking...but he knew. He felt the heat. He needed to remind himself that he was married. He loves his wife. After all these years-he loves her still. She was his other half. Comfortable was the word which came to mind. His body betrayed his thoughts and left his emotions in turmoil; she was young and fresh; her skin smooth, her smile held promises and her eyes....yes her eyes. She awakened lust he thought long dead. She was not his wife and the word “comfortable” was not the word he associated with her. He tried to concentrate on his work. He was meeting with her tonight for dinner. He felt an odd excitement. She said she had a surprise. His mind wanders a bit as his body felt warmer than usual. He would have to wait a while to be able to stand.
As she dressed with care her thoughts recalled all the meetings from the past months. All the tender holding of her hand in his; his dark eyes growing darker with lust; his barely contained control. Yes, it was barely contained. She smiled at herself as she inspected her outfit in the mirror. Her lingerie accentuated her figure. Pretty lace and satin but she felt a wicked need to forgo undergarments. Yes, to completely seduce him she would have to be completely wanton. She dropped the garments and gave herself a very critical view. Yes, she had the firm body of the young woman she is; soft skin; full breasts. She had a body made for sex-pure sex. How can he resist? A wicked smile crossed her face as she thought - not tonight!
His day finally finished and with a certain amount of guilt; he called his wife. The lies were starting to come easier as he told her he would be home late; a business dinner with a client. She had wished him good luck and she would not wait up as she knew he would be late. Though he felt a little guilty he was filled with sexual excitement. He could lie to himself all he wanted but the truth was that he wanted to do more than just dance with her. She made him remember his youth. He felt himself growing harder.
She stood at the entrance of the hotel restaurant as her eyes searched for him. She found him as he stood up by the table reserved for them. Her eyes connected to his and the world became a cocoon for the two of them only. While she felt the eyes of others on her as she slowly crossed the room; it was his eyes and the lust she saw building there that drew her on.
His breath stopped for a moment when she entered the room. She was beautiful and sexy in her black dress. Her movements across the room were as sensual as a cat in heat. Her hair framed her face perfectly falling on her shoulders; her eyes filled with that light he loved and her lips-full and needing to be kissed. Yes, she brought out the animal in him.
He normally did not drink-especially with her around him but tonight was a crazy night. He could feel it. It was the way she looked at him, touched him-she was drawing him into her more and more. His wife becoming tucked away in his mind more and more as the evening progressed. The wine flowed freely mixing with the scent of her perfume and soft laughter. Escaping the dining area they somehow they made it to the room upstairs. He held her hand gently; gave her a soft kiss on her cheek then opened the door to the suite. He kept his eyes only on her eyes. He feared to look anywhere else less he lose control.
As he held her hand, she was getting frustrated. All the flirting and touching did not seem to have an effect of any kind. He was still the same gentle man who was driving her mad with desire. She will have to do something drastic soon before he decides to escape...again! She had managed to un-tuck his shirt from his trousers. His face was flushed from all the wine plus she felt his hardness jump when she “accidently” brushed his trousers. Yes, her frustrations will be answered soon.
He was in an upheaval; his mind was starting to clear. His eyes could not believe what was in front of him. She was even more beautiful when she was aroused. His shirt became un-tucked somewhere along the line but he did not mind; it was the electric touch of her hand as she brushed his stiffening manhood. Her bare shoulders drew him as did her hard nipples showing through her dress. How he wanted to just reach out and devour her with passionate kisses. If he had the courage he would do more-much more.
She decided to press closer; to let him feel her hot skin and her desire for him. She moved closer and with each step he moved back. He finally reached the wall and could not move anymore. She kept coming-getting closer. She reached out and placed her hands on his chest; slowly unbuttoning his white shirt. His breathing was now starting to become a little heavier and she felt his heartbeat in his chest underneath her hands. Her fingers caressed his nipples; she was pleased to see his reaction. As she placed a soft kiss over his heart; his hand stroked her hair. As she looks up, their eyes meet in a smoldering glance; she places a kiss with a gentle bite on the side of his neck.
His heart started to pound heavily in his chest as she walked closer and closer. He backed away with each step; she finally had him against the wall; nowhere else to go. As he felt his shirt open and the softness of her hands on his skin; he breathed in deeply of her perfume while he stroked her hair.
He heard himself groan with pleasure; chasing away the last shadows of thoughts of his wife; as he felt her teeth on his neck. His hands now had a will of their own as his arms wrapped themselves around her. The feel of her skin was the softest he had felt in a very long time. The feel of her tongue on his neck made him hot and filled with lust.
She stepped away for a moment; in that moment the night was sealed. She lifted her arms and untied the top of her dress; as it uncovered her body; her perfect breasts were revealed. No longer just an illusion; his eyes took in her every detail; especially when she let the rest of the dress drop to the floor; nothing was hidden anymore. He no longer resisted; he was tangled in her spell.
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