It was our anniversary. We were all dressed up, sitting in a fancy hotel restaurant and my husband answered his phone for the third time.
I’d had it. I set my napkin down and stood up. He hardly noticed. I walked to the restroom, holding back the tears. He never gave me his undivided attention, not even on our anniversary.
I had to walk through the bar to get to the restroom. There was a sexy, older man sitting on a stool, nursing a glass of scotch. We locked eyes and he noticed I was upset. “Hey, are you ok?” he asked, standing up and offering me his hankerchief. “Yes, I’m fine, thank you,” I said, dabbing at my eyes. He pulled out the stool next to him, inviting me to sit.
“What’s a beautiful woman like you doing crying?” he asked with genuine concern.
“It’s my husband… this is our anniversary and he’s over there doing business when he should have been enjoying a night out with me.”
He leaned in and brushed my hair off my neck. With his lips inches from my ear, he asked, “would you like to teach him a lesson?”
“I don’t know what I can do anymore. I’ve told him it bothers me…” I felt the tears coming again.
His hand slid up my dress. Past my inner thigh, to the top of my panties. He leaned in again and said, “Open your legs for me.”
I couldn’t believe I was actually doing what he asked, but sure enough I spread my legs and he started stroking my pussy through my panties. I instantly felt myself getting wet.
“I’m going to play with your cunt like this for a while, and you’re going to go to the restroom and take off your wet panties. Then you’re going to go give them to your husband and tell him you’re going to spend the weekend with me.” He slipped his thumb inside my panties and started rubbing little circles on my clit. I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through my body. My breathing quickened and I felt myself close to cumming right there in the bar with a total stranger. He put a little more pressure on my clit and I exploded, my orgasm racking my body.
“Go. Go take off your panties, give them to your husband, tell him I’m going to fuck you all weekend, and should you decide to ever let him fuck you in the future, I guarantee you, he won’t take you for granted again. Tell him you’ll be coming home to him with your pussy full of my cum and he’s going to clean out every drop.”
