Last night I was in the mood to go out for a drink and husband and friends just weren’t in the mood. I wasn’t sure about going alone but as I had a glass of wine and showered the idea seemed very exciting. I put on my sexiest dress that hugged all my curves and a pair of fuck me pumps. As I was putting on my lipstick I thought about what kissing another man while married would be like. I was getting very excited. I took a taxi to sixth street where all the bars are. I noticed the taxi driver kept looking at me but I had other plans in mind. I walked a bit till I came to a rather dingy and dark bar. As I walked in the door I noticed the average age seemed to be barely over drinking age. I felt all eyes on me. This is going to be fun! I sat at the bar and sipped on a crown and coke. It wasn’t long before a young man approached me. He was tall, well built with shaggy black hair. We talked for a bit and started doing shots. I flirted and teased and was having a great time. I really didn’t plan on it going any further. He suggested we sit at a table where he slid in next to me. Soon we were kissing, kissing like I haven’t felt in a long time. So fucking hot!! His hands were running up and down my body making me insanely excited. He told me to come with him, I took hand as we went downstairs. There was nothing there but the rest rooms. He pushed me against the wall and pushed his tongue into my mouth I could feel him against me rock hard. He put his hand on my head and pushed me on to my knees as he unzipped his pants his cock popped up against my lips. His young, thick hard cock was already dripping pre-cum. I eagerly licked it as I slid it in my mouth. I expertly stroked, licked and sucked him. He pulled me back up pressing me against the wall as he yanked up my dress and ripped off my lace thong. He started to bite my neck hard as he pushed his big cock into my very hot and wet pussy. He fucked me so hard I could hear my body hit against the wall. I wondered for a minute if anyone heard us but didn’t care. All that mattered was him fucking me till I came. My body started to shake as he unloaded his hard balls into me. Suddenly I heard someone from upstairs call his name. He zipped up and asked me not to go. I waited a few minutes and straightened myself up. I headed right for the front door and did not look back. I got into a taxi with my ripped thong in my purse and shoes in my hand. That was a night I will never forget!
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