Cheating Wife

She smells your intoxicating exciting scent.. Trying not to look directly at me or in my general direction but it becomes obvious as your trying to hide what is stirring inside you. Then for a second or more you try to evade me as you look at your phone or re-engage with your friends. But you shift and twitch in your seat as you try to resist what has been repressed after years of marriage.

Me: "You're thinking about it, aren't you?.. Sliding into the seat next to her as she yelps with surprise. The urge to leave is there in the back of your mind but for some reason you can't bring yourself to go.

Smelling the scent deeper, and looking in my direction.. as it begins to excite her. Looking at me nervously as a mix of adrenaline and sexual attraction floods her body... igniting a fire within.

Me: "Yes, I wouldn't recommend it.. I'm like walking heroin. Very habit-forming. It never ends well." We smile at each other as I warn her of the consequences should she decide to pursue this course. But it draws her closer to me. I see the look in her eyes, a mix of neediness and hormones topped with adrenaline all swirled with lust.

First she leans to me for a kiss at first tentatively almost teasing. She knows it's wrong as she's married and that she should back away or leave and return to her husband and kids but the feelings of desire and lust are overwhelming that you long lost after committing to one man. I can see your looking at your phone again, as if waiting for something to happen as I take in the nape of your neck leaving a gentle trail of kisses that tingled the skin.

The thought of leaving becomes less urgent as I toy with you but lingered there in the back of your mind. At first my hand massages your body through your clothes. That old feeling surfaced after being buried for so long.. That feeling of being desired and lusted after.

[On the car ride to his and events preceding their meeting]

Taking her back to her days of being a bachelorette and spending Friday nights in the clubs with her girlfriends. The guys that used to come up to you and make a move, some were lucky but not all and were shooed away quickly. She fondly remembers one guy, who was slightly older than her and experienced in the bedroom that he took her to multiple orgasms. Then there was the other guy. She was at the club with the girls when between the drinks and dancing on the floor.

Now he was more the short fire shag than anything else. He took her up against the DJ booth and later outside in the alley and then left her just short of satisfied... and your wet panties.

But here you are. At his house after going for a drink with your work colleagues to celebrate a long overdue promotion. And were at least three rounds in when he walked into the bar and you spotted him rather caught a fleeting whiff of his scent. As you drifted between the gossip of the group and spying on him [sitting at the side of the bar] drinking beer and occasionally talking to people. You couldn't be sure, but were fairly certain he knew that you were watching him as he caught your gaze causing you to quickly look away and re-focus on the group.

As the night got later, colleagues and friends decided to take their leave to head for home or somewhere else. You remained with the remains of your last drink and gazed in his direction as you nursed it till you stopped caring if he saw what you were up to.

He recognized what you were up to and at a moment that you looked away, he made his move.

[Back to present] At his Home..

He brought you to his home, in his car and parked in an underground car park and then took an elevator to his apartment. In the elevator, after swiping his key card which allowed them to access and as they stepped onboard the doors swiftly shut and began to ascend.

He steps behind you and puts his arm around your waist pulling you in close as he resumes kissing your neck and gently pulls aside the jacket you were wearing as he tugged on your shirt, exposing your naked skin. His fingers gently tickle your body as the lift continues its journey to the appropriate floor.

Soon enough, he pulled your jacket off and let it drop to the floor as he turned to face you. The last fleeting thought of leaving had long gone as he looked you deep in the eyes for a few seconds and kissed your lips leading you to kiss back with more passion that she had with her husband over the last few years following the pregnancies it seemed that he lost interest. But with him, it was as if the last few years hadn't happened as sparks coursed through her body lifting her libido. Then a pause came as he looked at her again for a split second, as he expertly tore her shirt open causing a look of shock as he'd managed to avoid any buttons being pulled off in the process.

As the lift chimes as they reach the floor, he resumes to kiss her lips as they enter the apartment, taking off their shoes and kicking them over to where it was convenient as they shuffle towards the bedroom.

You fumble as you take off his jacket, then his shirt and toss them to the ground with some disregard. As you shuffle back, you fall to the floor and he bears down on you parting your legs as he does. In that moment you feel a sudden and fast rush mix of adrenaline and sexual ecstasy as he takes in your heavenly musk. His eyes look down at your near naked body as his tongue toyed with her through the sheer fabric of knickers.

Your body buckles and shudders as he playfully changes rhythm from slow to fast as he licks you drawing out the moment of ecstasy till you finally buckle as you gush cum... soaking your sheer knickers and his face in the process all the whilst as your seeing stars and the room in more vibrant colours till you black out.

It had been a long time since that happened. It took you a few moments to recover as you tried to hold onto the fading feeling of ecstasy.

Your eyes flutter open as you regain consciousness. "That was an appetizer.. ready for the main course?" he teased as you sat back up catching your breath.

This brought back her honeymoon in Hawaii with her husband after the wedding. They barely stepped out of the suite apart from to answer the door [usually naked or with something to cover themselves] to room service for food or for something they needed. They had sex in every inch of the room that was possible and in just about every conceivable position.

It wasn't until at least the fourth day, that they decided to go and see some of the sights so that the hotel could give the room a clean up and change the linens along with everything else.

He indicates that you should move over to the window, the view intrigues you as it overlooks the city and the people below that are going about their daily lives unaware that they are observed. As you look and admire the view, he's standing behind you holding you with his arm around your waist to keep you steady as the warmth of a familiar scent returns.

You feel his breath on your neck, it tickles your skin that makes you smile coyly as he gently kisses your neck slowly down your back till he reaches the centre of your back. Then he pauses for a moment or two before he takes a step back leaving you a little unaware of what he had planned until you feel your wet knickers squelching and then in a quick instant as they were ripped off your body.

You looked back in shock as you never thought it possible or that someone could do it. But you didn't look horrified, rather more lusting for more as she beckoned him to which he wickedly smiled and approached as he removed his trousers, tossing them to the floor and then lastly his underwear that had been restraining a hard erection.

Your guard obliterates as the scent overwhelms you as he approaches you and puts his erection within teasingly at the tip of one of your holes. As I teased you mercilessly as you pleaded repeatedly for me to "Just f**k me already!" then I was only too happy to oblige as I plunged deep inside her. She gasped sharply as he continued thrusting motion each time pushing a little deeper each time and varying speed from slow to fast or somewhere in the middle.

By the time we finish, the afternoon is gone and the warm evening is rolling as your phone chimes as a number of texts/WhatsApp messages and missed calls go unread and missed whilst you were 'busy'. All with him asking the same questions "Where are you?.. Are you coming home?..." or other messages of similar vein and a few voicemails.

Pulling on the white shirt she had on, she reaches over for her phone and a feeling of dread overcomes you.. as you begin to comprehend what you have done and with who.

[Later on back at home]

She wonders, did it really happen, with an absolute stranger that too, what consumed her, a typical wife, mother and woman to do that, she just could not understand..

But she knew one thing, if she came across him again, she would again not be able to stop herself from being a.. that damn word.. slut..

Her husband or kids might not have noticed it, they infuriated her for acting as if she was the same, but she was not, she knew she had the scent now, that scent, the scent of a slut, a wanton willing slut!