1. Irene's Story - Chapter 2: Oscar Takes Me Dancing


    Date: 10/24/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    polish my toe nails. Would you do that for me? I want to look good for my boyfriends tonight." I could sense the nervous excitement in Oscar. He was responding to my assertiveness in a manner better than I could have dreamed. For the first time in our marriage, I felt I was in control, and I liked it. Even more bizarre, Oscar seemed to like it too. I got out of the tub and dried, but remained naked. Oscar painted my toenails while I sat in front of him, naked; my pussy open and exposed to him. Once, he tried to slide his hand up my inner thigh towards my vagina. I waited until he got his fingers within a few inches of my wet vulva before saying, "Uh, uh, uh, bad boy. You're not allowed to touch me tonight until our date is over, remember?" Oscar nodded and removed his hand. He was like a little boy who was being chastised by his mother after being caught doing something naughty. Oscar finished painting my nails. I had him get my clothes and lay them on the bed while I put on my makeup and curled my hair. I decided to change our plans. I was going to leave my panties and bra at home, and travel to the Vela Hotel, also known locally as the W Hotel without undergarments. Oscar called a taxi. He explained that he wanted to be able to drink at the club, so he preferred not to have to drive home. I wore a stylish jacket over my sheer blouse as I left the house, so my daughters did not see that their mother was dressed like a slut. I nuzzled against Oscar in the back seat of the ...
    taxi, and whispered in is ear, "I want you to sit perfectly still. Don't move." I ran my hand up his inner thigh and found the head of his penis. I caressed his cock ever so gently as I hissed in his ear, "I wonder how you will feel when you see your pure, shy little wife on the dance floor with some young stud and his hands are all over her? Will you wonder how wet he is making me? Will you wonder how big his cock is as he grinds himself into me?" I could feel his cock arch and pulse as I asked each question. And with each pulse of my husband's cock, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. 'W' Hotel, aka Hotel Vela The taxi pulled up in front of the Hotel Vela around 9:15 p.m. Oscar paid the driver as I walked toward the large front entrance. The doorman opened the door as I walked through, removing my jacket. My erect nipples were now exposed and 'on display'. I was astonishing myself. Twenty-four hours ago, I would not have believed I would have agreed to expose myself this way. Now, I wanted men to look at me, and to desire me. What difference a day makes! The Hotel Vela was an elegant and popular hotel, which was also called the 'W' hotel because of the shape of its architecture. It has an upscale disco on the twentieth floor that was a popular destination for foreign vacationers and tourists originating from various European and American locations. Oscar escorted me to the disco. On the ride up the elevator, I felt my ears pop from the rapid ascent. "Oscar, this is ...
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