After that night, confusion was my closest companion right along with lust. I never question how my husband's boss got into the house or his behavior. It didn't seem important and I just wondered what was next.
In the meantime,I put the gifts of the journal and pen to use putting down my desires in writing. I wrote stories about situations that I had dreamed about and yet were foreign to. I wasn't the kind of woman who would seek such things out... but now they seemed to be seeking me out. What had taken place at the office party and the night in my home had been only fantasies to me. Now they were fantasies no more and it had me wondering about my other fantasies. It was almost two weeks later before another fantasy came to life. You see, I had always wondered what it would be like to be a listener to someone else pleasure. Not to see it, but to hear it, the whispers, moans and sighs, orgasmic ear candy I guess you could call it. The fantasy found me in an odd way and I was open to it... all ears you might say.
I had decided to spend the day shopping for a cocktail dress to wear to another one of my husband's office parties. I really didn't want to go as I found those things a bore, but I was into being the "good wife" even if it was only surface deep. So,as I walked around the Mall lamenting my life,I spied a dress that peaked my interest. It was v neck to the point of being almost off the shoulders. It was made in bronze colored material that hugged the figure and I knew would look great on me. I decide to try it on, as I moved to go into the store someone bumped into me from behind. I stepped to the side to looked at the woman, who was looking at me with apologetically smile on her pretty face. She was a few inches over 5 ft., slender bodied with long wavy black hair. Her face reminded me of a porcelain doll, with translucent white skin, large beautiful blue eyes, and a small pouty mouth. I smile back in response as I picked up the dress and went to the dressing room area. She followed me in with a black dress and took dressing room next door to mind.
As I striped out of my clothes, I thought of her. Yes, she was pretty in her way, but there is nothing about my full figure that I would change. As I stood there admiring me in the mirror wearing my new sexy black lace bra and pantie set, I heard a noise... no sound coming from next door. I shamelessly I put my ear to the wall that separated my dressing room from the one next door and listened. I knew the second that I had put my ear to the wall what I was hearing whispers and murmurs of sex. At first I was shock that anyone would do such a thing in public...well it was a dressing room inside of a store. Then I became ashamed of my actions, after all it was their business not mine. I chided myself,it only going so far as I felt my panties moistened as my body heat rose. Now, I was never one for voyeurism as I rather be doing then watching, but this for some reason, turned me on. I took a seat on the small bench in the dressing room with my ear to the wall and listen.
"Ohhh darling, why are you hear... I thought you had to work today? she said as a kissed was placed...."
I felt myself falling into next door, to the heat and desire that seemed to call to me through the wall as it reminded me of a time long ago. I tried to fight it,but then I heard him moan and I lost the fight. My hand slid down between the black lace trimmed silk and my skin to find the wet and heat that was becoming me. As my fingers slipped between the thick lips of my pussy in search of my clit,I continue to listen to the sounds from next door. Words barely spoken now, replaced with moans and softy purrs of encouragement.
"FUCK ME ... FUCK ME .... DO IT NOW!!! ...".
I heard this and I started to fuck myself as the man responded with action instead of words.
Oh Godddd I heard her say, as he slide his cock deep into her. Then there was soft banging noises against the wall between the dressing room hers and mine. He was fucking her up against the wall!!!? In that realization, my fingers moved faster and faster in my soggy wetness. My clit now swollen firm like a tiny little cock seem to pulsating. It was not enough, so I stripped off my bra and put a deep pink nipple into my mouth. I began to suck at my own breast as I pushed my panties down then off. To give my fingers access to my pussy as they danced seductively on and round my clit. Then my orgasm hit me, I think at the same time as someone's next door. I experienced the cumming fully and without reservation as I gave into it. The rest was lost to me as my body danced in my orgasm. At some point, I must have turned my head to face the mirror on the opposite wall and I saw myself. The image that looked back at me was glorious, wet and ohhh so wanton. It made me cum again and again as the only sound that I could now hear was my own pants and moans. I arched my body as the last long quaking wave of my orgasm ran through and over me and I gave myself to that moment in time.
When I got off the floor, I redressed and walked out of the dressing room passing the now empty dressing room next door. At the counter, the cashier told me after she wrapped and box the dress that it had been paid for. I just looked at her, wanting to,but afraid to ask and as I walked out of the store I saw them. They were walking together going the opposite direction. She looked her shoulder at me as he stopped to look at something in store window. We nodded at each other and went our separate way ... I and the china doll... my husband's lover.
He watched from where he was sitting knowing that he would not be seen by the two of them. The other woman didn't know him, but he knew of her and she was not his concern. He watched as she when walked past carrying the bag which held the bronze color dress that would so lovely on her. As he followed her, he fantasize about their next meeting, the pleasures that they would have and what he would do her to erase that sad look from her face and the weight of betrayal from her heart. Lovingly, he watched her round ass sway gently as she walked and felt himself become hard with remembrance. His cock and every muscle on his body seem to react the same way. Stiffly walked to his car, he knew that he would have to take care of things before his meeting. Her husband would be there, sitting across the table from him all smiles and assure in his world. He now walked faster in spite of his stiffness as the thought of it excited him even more...
To be continued.
Nelson Randell: I Will, I Do www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5adcDshxy4&index=19&list=PLFIEGBjPw_z5GbNYQ8kKFaQflzLSu5fVA