A fantasy, that was what she needed right about now because reality really sucked! (pardon the expression!) She had been married forever it seemed and while things had always been good between them, they had sort of drifted into this phase of non-communication. They were both tired most of the time and just frustrated with the kids, their jobs and their relationship. It had been weeks since they had any kind of real intimacy and she felt about as close to him as she did to the mailman! And no she hadn't screwed the mailman, in fact their mailman was a woman and she was all set with that idea !
Her husband came home that night and they ate dinner together, did all the usual stuff with the kids and then headed up to bed. Her husband approached her with the idea of sex and they did it, without passion, without desire, without feeling, It basically sucked! (Pardon the expression again!)Someone had told her once that bad sex was worse than no sex and she had to agree!
A few days later she got an invitation in the mail. The card said there was a social gathering of women who wanted "more out of life," It gave the name of a large hotel in the city, a date and time. "Come single and you won't leave alone" the invitation said.
Welll that was certainly intruiging!
She thought about the invitation for days. Normally she would not be thinking about cheating on her husband but the thought had crossed her mind ever since the invitation came. The day before the social her husband went out of town for his job and that left her alone for the event. You know she had to satisfy her curiosity. And so she went.
She had dressed up for the affair, wearing her little black dress, It was made of a very soft knit, and although it had long sleeves, the back was cut extremely low as was the front. Her husband had always liked it because it hugged her curves just right. She added her silver jewlery and her black high heels and she swept her short hair back over one ear
and let the other side fall losely towards her cheek. She liked the look.
She had made sure the kids were all set, spending the night at friends houses and left the house driving cautiously to her destination.
When she arrived,she entered the lobby of the hotel and looked around for signs about a social gathering.She stood off to one side in the lobby and then........ he was beside her. He had a large bouquet of flowers in his hand and placed it in her arms. "Come with me "he said. She took his arm and followed him into the formal dining room. They were seated at a lovely table and the waiter brought over a bottle of champange on ice. She looked at him and smiled. He was incredible. Somehow he had known what she needed They had a wonderful dinner and danced, with him holding her so tightly. They didn't converse alot, there was no need for conversation. This was about feeling.
They left the dining room and took the elevator upstairs. When they entered the room his arms went around her and his mouth came down on hers. She felt his desire, his need, his passion. This is what she had needed, desired, had fantasized about.He slowly undressed her , looking down at the incredible lingerie that she wore. He left it intact wanting to see it as he made love to her. He lay down on the bed and she lay on top. He cupped her breasts with his hands and flicked his thumbs over her nipples sending a shiver down her spine. Their mouths found each other quickly and his tongue danced through her sending sparks throughout her body. She was aroused now and her hands moved swiftly over his torso. His hands were rough, demanding, rushing over her in a kind of feral possession until she could almost feel her body screaming. He drove her to peak and had her trembling from the strength of it.
There was nothing else. Nothing for him now but her. The taste of her filled his mouth, pumped into his blood. He rolled over pinning her underneath him. He shoved her hips high and drove in hard. Hard and deep. He held her there while she came again. She rose to him , wrapped around him matching his thrusts. The need sliced through him, through his heart, through his head, through his loins. He gave himself to her completely.
His head rested on her breasts, her heart still thundering, or perhaps it was his, he couldn't seperate the two. They were one again, husband and wife, lover and friend.
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