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Once in a while, Kim had suggested to Mike that he should just go and sleep with an escort when he was too demanding, or constantly badgering her to fuck or dress up, while she felt overwhelmed with work and kids. Yet, she was pissed when she saw the suspicious charge on their credit card bill after he’d returned from his latest business trip to St. Martin.
He had mentioned how the Island is the sin city of the Caribbean and told her about the Cigar Bar, where they’d go after meetings to smoke Cuban cigars and drink rum. He had mentioned, in passing, how places like that all had Columbian and Dominican prostitutes hustling for business. He always claimed that he’d never given in to any of their advances. But looking at this entertainment charge, she knew that at least this once, he hadn’t behaved like the innocent faithful husband he claimed to be.
She maybe could have forgiven the digression if he’d been upfront about it. After all, she liked to think of herself as open-minded and not a prude. She wasn’t that insecure that she thought a night with an escort would ruin their marriage. But now she found herself thinking of how to get revenge for this act of unsanctioned infidelity.
Kim was going through her mental list of masturbation subjects, wondering which one she could sleep with to get back at him. There was the muscle guy at the gym who would always chat with her. She didn’t even know his name, but he was hot and always gave off a vibe that he was into her which was flattering. Then there was John, the single guy at work, younger too, who sat in the cubicle next to her. She would ask him at times about his hook-ups and give him some girl advice. He was sweet, but a bit clumsy and shy. Then there was Mary, her Zumba instructor. She was hot and sometimes Kim would invite her into her imagination during some solo fingering action to assist her in getting over the edge.
“Nah, that would be too cliché,” Kim thought. Perhaps fun to masturbate to, but it seemed too much work and too complicated to pursue. She was happy to keep them as her imaginary friends.
“What can I do to pay him back?” she thought. “How can I make him truly feel that he crossed a line and make him suffer where it hurts?” Suddenly she knew. “Driving him wild and denying his cock!”
She came up with a devious plan. She would seduce him as she’d never done before. Get him as horny and sex crazy as he’d ever been. Make him realize that the whore he’d been with was nothing compared to hot sex he could get at home. But, when she got him to that point, she would deny him. She would teach him a lesson that this woman doesn’t need him to get her pleasure. So he’d better treat her with respect if he wanted to get what his heart (and cock) desired.
She set her plan in motion. Picked out her flirtiest dress: black, tightly hugging her breasts and hips. It was just long enough that it was passable to wear in public but short enough to reveal some delicious glimpses of the treats her body had to offer if she reached up or bent over. Showing off a flash of her lace underwear, the top of her stockings hugging her thighs, the rounding of a butt cheek. The cut-out right at the small of her back would show the tasty grapes of her hot lower back tattoo. It made her feel sexy and she knew it was always a huge turn on for Mike, making him fuck her even harder and deeper when she was on all fours.
She got dressed, putting her hair in a high ponytail as she’d normally do to keep it out of the way to give him a good blowjob. Aiming to get his hopes up. Then she put on some dark red lipstick and her sexy black boots. The boots balanced her feminine side with a more masculine touch to show him who’s boss.
She checked herself out in the mirror. Just right. “I’d hit that if I was him,” she thought approvingly. She snapped a picture showing off her backside, sticking out her nicely shaped buns and arching just enough to show a flash of her butt cheek and dark pink lacy underwear. She sent it to him. “Stressful day, I’m going for a lunch walk by the waterfront. See you there?” she texted.
He quickly texted back. “Meet you there? Where?”
“Ah that horny sucker,” she thought deviously. And then she ignored him. The rest of the lunch hour she must have gotten at least ten messages from him getting increasingly desperate. Clearly, he was worrying that he was missing out.
“Where are you? I walked down the waterfront trail, but not seeing you! Did I miss you?”
She smiled, as she was lying comfortably naked, except for her warm socks, in bed at home. Just her, some lube, and her favorite purple dildo. Slowly playing with her pussy, in no particular hurry to make herself come.
“I got him just where I want him,” she thought.
When the lunch hour was over and she knew he was back at his desk, she texted him again. “Whoops, sorry I missed all your texts. Thought you were busy and couldn’t respond. I still had my phone on silent. Decided to get back early instead for some relaxing me-time. Will make it up to you!” Wink and heart emojis.
Then she sent him an upskirt picture of her wet swollen pussy and black bush that she had taken earlier.
“Whoops, silly me. Lost my underwear on the Lakewalk, did you see it anywhere?” she texted him knowing it would drive him mad and ruin any remote possibility of him being productive this afternoon. He’d be just sitting behind his desk or in a meeting, thinking about wanting to fuck her hot cunt. All the blood in his body and any intelligence he may have left seemingly concentrated in his big throbbing cock.
He texted back an eye-popping out emoji followed by, “I’ll try to get home early.”
She smiled deviously. “Mission accomplished!”
Later, she heard him come home. Way earlier than normal.
“Hey love, I wrapped up things as fast as I could, so we have some time before the kids get home,” he called out.
“Oh, hi Mike,” she said from her home office somewhat absentmindedly. “Sorry but I’m in the middle of something that I need to finish.”
He walked over to the home office anticipating embracing his hot wife. There she sat in her old mom jeans and comfy unflattering sweatshirt staring at some boring spreadsheet on the computer screen. He never liked it when she wore that outfit, but he also knew he couldn’t expect her to dress up for him all the time. But in any case, not quite what he had expected to come home to.
“Everything alright?” he said.
“Oh yeah, just got this assignment that needs to get done. Can you be a help and get dinner ready and then take the kids to practice, since you’re home early?”
“Uhm, yeah sure, OK,” he said. He left her office noticeably disappointed to do as she asked. He got the groceries, cooked dinner, and got the kids fed and ready for their round of evening activities.
“I’m heading out to drop them off at practice,” he called.
“Yes, see you in a bit. I’ll be ready for you!” she said.
He got a glimmer of hope again. They would have about an hour in between drop-off and pick-up again. Just enough for a good romp without having to worry about being noisy or walking around naked while fucking in different spots around the house.
“Sure thing!” he yelled up to her office. “Will be back in a jiffy.”
As soon as she heard the door shut, she got up, changed back into her sexy black dress, put on a fresh pair of undies, and donned some of his favorite lipstick and perfume. Then she put her hair back up in a ponytail, just to mess with him. She picked out her hottest heels since she didn’t have to go far anyway. Then she also got a few things ready for him.
“Hey babe, I’m back,” he called up from the basement.
“I’m up here in the TV room, getting things ready,” she said.
When he walked in, he saw her bending over, her fine ass and pink slip showing. One of her lips popping out on one side and some of her black bushy curls trying to escape.
“I’m having trouble again with the DVD,” she said. “Can you help?”
“Hmm, yes of course,” he said, excited about the idea of watching some porn together with this hotness and having sex on the family couch. He quickly moved over, placing his hand on her buttcheek, and said, “Let me take a look at this.”
She quickly jumped to the side, out of his reach. “Thanks,” she said somewhat coldly.
“Alright, done,” he said.
“Thanks, I got your spot ready for you there,” she said. “Why don’t you sit down?”
He looked over and saw one of their heavy sturdy hardwood dinner chairs strategically placed in the center of the TV room. He gave her a puzzled look.
“Sit down!” she said firmly.
He looked to the chair and then back at her. She was holding restraints and was not looking like she was interested in any arguments. So he obliged and sat down on the chair. She ordered his arms behind his back and locked them to the chair. Then she also restrained his legs and ankles. Making sure there was no way he could make a move on her. Then she unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock with just two fingers as if she was holding something filthy. She saw the pre-cum already glistening on the big swollen head. His eyes perused her with a hungry gaze.
She started his favorite porn video: group sex and cuckold themed. He loved watching multiple hot men fucking this seemingly modest married housewife’s cunt while awakening her deepest slutty desire for hard cock and messy cum. In the end, her partner would fuck her after he’d been watching her being taken by multiple men. The sight of the white cream flowing out of her trespassed cunt as she was finally fucked by her husband was always a real turn on for him and would make him come hard while he fucked her on all fours. But, not this time!
She sat down on the couch and looked him in the eye.
“So, were you going to tell me about what happened on your trip?” she asked. He looked at her feigning not to understand what she was talking about.
“What?” he said. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t give me that bullshit!” she spat at him. “You think I didn’t see your charges for entertainment at the Cigar Bar in St. Maarten?”
He looked at her sheepishly and thought back to his digression when he had been out for some drinks with his colleagues. The Cigar Bar was a popular watering hole, but also had a lot of Latina prostitutes that were experts in getting vacationers and businessmen like him so hot and crazy they could only think with their dicks. And their dicks would always think about wanting to fuck that hot Latina pussy standing right in front of them.
Normally, he was pretty good at just enjoying the advances, handing over a few bucks for their effort and after buying them a drink or two, going back to the hotel alone. He’d normally jerk off thinking about some of the hot pussy he’d managed to take a pass on and would typically finish thinking about shooting his big load (it always made him come hard) on his wife’s beautiful ass and have it stream down her cheeks and seep into her hot pussy making a wet sticky mess.
But, this particular time they’d had a big win on one of his projects. He had felt exuberant and for some reason the woman who came over proved irresistible to him. Perhaps it was because in a way she reminded him of Kim, but a very kinky forbidden version of her. She was wearing nothing more than a red fishnet see-through dress and a black string, not subtle at all. She was a bit older than your typical prostitute, probably mid-thirties.
“¡Siente esto!” she had said, placing his one hand on her firm breast and his other on her tight ass.
He had become hard almost immediately. In part, because of the public setting, he was in. And in part, because he’d been gone for over a week and she had rubbed her ass against his ignored cock. She made some comments that if he wanted, she could take good care of him.
It was a familiar line, and he’d normally resist. She grabbed his cock through his pants and started to slowly stroke it up and down. Her back was turned towards him as she leaned on the bar. Swinging to the Latin music, grinding his crotch with her firm ass.
His one hand still on her breast, she guided his other hand down to her crotch. There was not much fabric separating his hand from the goods she had for sale. And, as any good car salesperson knows, she made sure she got him to sit down in the car and let him experience the luxury and comfort that could be his. Or, in this case, the hot luscious cunt he could fuck for a small price.
“What do you say, you want to go up?” she whispered sensually.
“Not enough cash,” he said. His normal cop-out.
“No problem, credit is fine too, amor.” She grabbed her phone with the card swipe out of her purse and held out her hand. Gesturing him to hand over the card. She clearly had done this before!
The move surprised him and in a moment of weakness he’d handed over what he thought was his business expense card. As it turned out, he realized now, it was not.
The sex had been hotter than he’d expected. She did give him his money’s worth. Experience must have come with age and she had not lost her enthusiasm. Sucking his cock and riding it to squeeze out the last drop of cum from his balls. The thrill of fucking a Latina prostitute in a raunchy room had been quite tantalizing. Yet he’d been slightly embarrassed by it too when his fellow colleagues asked him about it at breakfast. In general, he was quite the straight-laced upstanding boy scout which made it all the more satisfying for his colleagues to poke fun at him.
But now, here he sat, chained to a chair and suffering the consequences of his slip in judgment. He realized he had used the wrong credit card. What would have been his little secret and likely masturbating fantasy for years to come, had inadvertently come out.
She sat across from him and looked him in the eye. “You can forget about hitting this for a while, my friend,'' she said, pointing at her hot body. “I’m just fine without your cock for my pleasure and I’ll show you.”
She moved her knees up, opening her legs, and slipped her hand inside her panties. She closed her eyes and slowly started fingering her wet cunt. The wife gangbang was in full swing in the background. The first two guys had already shot their loads inside the innocent housewife and both Mike and the cuckold husband had to watch it all.
“At least he gets to fuck her in the end,” Mike thought.
Kim started gyrating her hips as she was getting more aroused, sticking two and then three fingers deep inside her wet pleasure hole. Mike watched her, listening to her moaning quietly. His shaft was rock hard, throbbing, but with no way to satisfy himself all tied up. He was going insane as he felt the pressure build-up in his balls.
She opened her eyes, looking at him while continuing to finger herself. “I can’t believe, you’d be so stupid to give this up for some cheap Columbian whore pussy,” she said.
She grabbed her purple dildo and lifted her ass up to take off her slip. She walked over to him and then pressed her wet panties against his nose and mouth knowing how much he loved smelling and tasting her wet sex.
“Smell this, taste this,” she said. ”Was it worth it?”
He wasn’t so sure anymore. She went back to the couch.
“Let’s finish this,'' she said, “before the kids need to get picked up.” She got her purple dildo and slid it in her mouth to wet it. Then she spread her hungry pussy lips open with two fingers and slowly inserted the purple cock inside her hot wet sexy mess. She started working the dildo in and out of her wet cunt, fingering her clit faster and faster, harder and harder, pumping her hips.
He was almost passing out watching her bring herself to orgasm, wildly shaking her head side to side as she was coming hard, moaning loudly, like she normally does when he makes her come. Except…. this time he wasn’t allowed, or even to come himself. He bore his well-deserved punishment.
After she was done, she took a minute to regain her composure. She got up, straightened herself out, and said. “I’m going to get changed, I’ll let you cool down, and then I’ll be back.”
She went upstairs and quickly washed her wet pussy and changed into her mom-jeans and a baggy sweater. When she came down, she satisfactorily saw the disappointment in his eyes. The porn video had ended. He didn’t even have a chance to come on his favorite final shot when the husband fucks his wife’s overflowing cunt.
She freed him from his confinement. “I think it’s time to pick up the kids,” she said. “Why don’t you go and get them, and no delays to make them wait!”
He nodded, zipped up his pants, and dutifully went on his way.
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