1. A Housewife's New Career


    Date: 6/13/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: Soccermom, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    completely gross. As our conversation continued, my mind kept returning to the $700 he would pay for sex. The thought of having sex with a total stranger and with no strings attached, I found was actually arousing me. Was I losing my mind? Was this some subconscious desire or fantasy? After another drink I couldn't resist any longer, and whispered in his ear, “I might not be a prostitute, but if you wanted to pay me that amount of money I would satisfy you in any way you wanted tonight.” Leo smiled at me telling me he would love to spend the evening with me. With that, being the perfect gentleman, Leo took my hand, guiding me to the restaurant in the hotel, with his gentle hand on the small of my back. I could tell already that I loved his little acts of concern and affection. I don't know, but I just seemed to have this feeling of safety and protection with this man. He excused himself to use the restroom, affording me the chance to text my girlfriends to let them know that I was detained and would not be able to make dinner, but maybe I will meet them later at the club. Leo and I really had a scrumptious dinner. Our conversation was easy and comfortable, like we were on a real date, with no hint of our business arrangement. This was helped along with him making me feel so at ease as soon after ordering, Leo moved his hand below the table cloth and onto my leg. His hand moved ever so slowly on my inner thigh. Our conversation was very interesting, offering no hint of the ...
    activity happening below the table. I continually parted my nylon clad legs and his soft hand made movements back and forth, searching ever higher. He was very agile, as he dined with only one hand, and towards the end of the meal, he actually pushed my thong to the side and slide a finger into my steamy and needy cunt. As he signed for dinner under the watchful eye of our waiter, I had to mask my first release of the night. The sheer naughtiness of his ministrations to my womanhood in this public place was so arousing, that I actually flooded his hand with my gushing pussy nectar. As if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred, Leo simply used his napkin to calmly dry his hand. I often wonder if the bus boy enjoyed my scent as he cleared the table later. Leo had a bottle of wine sent up to his room, which was on the table chilling by the time we arrived. He removed his suit coat and opened the bottle of wine. As he poured us a glass, I notice just how attractive this man actually was. He stood about six foot four and although in his mid to late fifties, still looked quite fit and handsome. I suddenly had to jolt myself back to reality, as I thought, oh my god, what am I doing? I cannot have feelings for this man! This is just business. Leo approached me and handed me my glass of wine. He then crossed the room and sat in the chair, instructing me to slowly undress; this was the first and only time all evening, that I truly felt like this was just business; the business of a ...
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