A couple was invited to a swanky costume party. The Mrs., a very attractive lady of 35, got a terrible headache and told her
husband to go to the party alone. He being a devoted husband protested, but she argued and said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed and there was no need for his good time being spoiled by not going. So he took his costume and away he went. The wife, after sleeping soundly for about an hour, awakened without pain and, as it was still early, decided to go the party. Since her husband did not know what her costume was, she thought she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted when she was not with him. She joined the party and soon spotted her husband cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice woman he could, and copping a little feel here and a little kiss there.
She had a drink, and then another as she watched him from a distance. Finally, she decided to make her move. She sidled up to
him and she being a rather seductive babe, he left his current partner
high and dry and devoted his time to the new babe that had just arrived.
She let him go as far as he wished, naturally, since he was her husband. Finally, he whispered a little proposition in her ear and she agreed. Off they went to one of the bedrooms in the back to have a
session. He turned on one low light beside the bed. As they both stripped,
he removing his pants, her just her panties, their voices were muffled
under their masks.
He wanted to unmask 'so they could kiss,' but disguising her voice she
refused, saying that she was married and did not want to risk being
recognized. He of course, went along, not realizing that it was his
own wife. As a matter of fact, she added, her husband was here and she
couldn't stay away from the party very long. She could hear him
sort of giggle under his mask when he said, 'that makes it more exciting
for you, doesn't it?' She nodded, admitting that it was. Of course,
he did not know in what way.
On the bed and side by side, he took time to prepare her, fondling her
breasts under her costume and teasing her clit.
Her husband was more exciting than usual, probably because he thought he
was having someone strange. She found this exciting too, despite the fact
that her husband was 'cheating.'
As he entered her with his stiffness she was wet and ready. Her body
went into overdrive, responding to his every move. It was quick and without
kissing but she still managed to reach her orgasm, one that was
quite intense.
They separated while still in the bedroom. He headed out, and she
went into the bathroom to drain off her 'sins.'
In the front, she saw her husband once again dancing with
other women and still copping his feels. She deliberatly avoided her
husband and decided that she would dance with other men while she kept
an eye on him.
He saw her and waved. She waved back but kept her distance.
Things had loosened up now, and there was heavy drinking going on.
She had just one more, because she needed to drive herself home and
she knew her limits. Still, she was close to being inebriated. She decided to
dance with other men. What was good for one was good for the other, she
reasoned, but if these other men felt her up, she would make sure her
husband did not see it. When she confronted him later, at home, she wanted
to be sure that 'her hands were clean.'
Ten minutes went by. As she danced her first dance with another man, he
immediately went to her rear and wasted no time asking if he could 'have
his way with her' in the back or out in his car. 'I was watching you dancing
with other men, and I can tell that you're hot.' She politely refused, but
he was right, she *was *turned on. The quickie with her husband had only succeeded
in arousing her, despite her strong orgasm.
She danced a second dance with him, and he whispered in her ear that he was
'well hung, way bigger than most.' Normally she would have been disgusted
by this and walked away, but now she found this intriquing. Still, she refused,
saying she was not in the habit of cheating, no matter how 'interesting' the
men were.
He *was* interesting, and she allowed him extra freedom to feel her ass by
going up under her skirt instead of just on the outside. It was dark and
the crowd was tight around them. Under these conditions, no one could see
their lower halves.
She danced close, laying her head on his shoulder, as he ran his hands over
her ass cheeks. This was very romantic, she had to admit.
She accepted a third dance, knowing full well this was getting dangerous for
her. She had never cheated and he was becoming very tempting. This time he
immediately went further and asked her to give him a little feel. As he was
saying that, he went around to her front and immediately stuck his finger under
her panties. She was soaked, not just from any leftover husband but also
because of this man. If he had any doubts about her being turned on, there
was no mistaking it now.
As he penetrated, she gasped, but did not pull away. Then he whispered loud
enough for her to hear, 'I meant me, give *me* a little feel.'
Oh, he wants *me* to feel *him*. He was inside her with his finger and stroking,
so she reached down, expecting to feel an erection through his costume.
He had it out!
He hadn't been exaggerating either. She spent that entire long number
doing something she would never have done if her husband was not acting this
way with other women. She had never seen or felt a strange man before. Taking
advantage of the opportunity, she explored this strange penis, enjoying the
feel of his length and thickness.
She almost asked him to take her into the back. Almost, but she was getting
too close to stop now. She was giving him some intense stroking when her
entire body shuddered as she climaxed, her first time ever from just
having a finger in her. In the past, she had always needed some direct stimulation
to her clitoris to achieve orgasm with a hand. Thankfully, perhaps because of
being liquored up, he did not climax onto her costume.
She felt weak and held onto him by his shoulders while he fumbled around
down below, putting his penis away. The timing had been perfect because
he zipped up just as the song ended.
She avoided him after that, and thankfully he did not push it.
Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away, went home, put the
costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation her
husband would make for his behaviour.
She was going to confront her husband and say that she had came to the party
and seen him cavorting with women and then going into the back with
one of them. 'I followed you down the hall,' she would say, 'and saw
you go into a bedroom with her.'
His only hope was if he actually had known it was her, and said so right then.
If so, she would 'forgive him,' they could laugh, make up, and then
finish off with a good session of lovemaking. But if he had not known it
was her, she was going to make him sleep in another room while they both
thought about their future. If he had done this at a party, he might have
been cheating on her in the past. She on the other hand, had always been
faithful to him.
She had been faithful that is, until tonight. Several men had felt her up,
but of course everyone was masked. That last man she had danced with had
almost gotten to her. She had been *this close* to taking him to bed. Still,
she had gone way too far with him. If her husband actually had known that
it was her in the bedroom, she had no justification for letting that man
finger her. He had caused her to orgasm, right there on the dance floor.
He had been so large between the legs, and it would have been extremely
exciting to take him into the back, maybe even into the same bed she had
been with her husband. What would it have been like, to be stretched and
penetrated to new levels?
If she had known for sure that her husband really was 'cheating,' she
would have fucked that strange man, and fucked him good. She might even
have taken off everything, even the mask after seeing the man's face and
knowing it was not someone that knew her.
But to be real about it, there had not been time. It was getting close
to midnight and if she had gone into the bedroom with him, she might not
have wanted to come out for hours.
She decided to shower, and during the entire time she washed, she was
thinking of the strange man, his penis, and how good his finger had felt.
She was sitting up reading when her husband came in, and she asked what kind of a time he had. He said: 'Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you're not there.'
'Did you dance much ?'
'I'll tell you, I never even danced one dance.. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the den and played poker all evening. But you're not going to believe what happened to the guy I loaned my costume to....'
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husband to go to the party alone. He being a devoted husband protested, but she argued and said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed and there was no need for his good time being spoiled by not going. So he took his costume and away he went. The wife, after sleeping soundly for about an hour, awakened without pain and, as it was still early, decided to go the party. Since her husband did not know what her costume was, she thought she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted when she was not with him. She joined the party and soon spotted her husband cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice woman he could, and copping a little feel here and a little kiss there.
She had a drink, and then another as she watched him from a distance. Finally, she decided to make her move. She sidled up to
him and she being a rather seductive babe, he left his current partner
high and dry and devoted his time to the new babe that had just arrived.
She let him go as far as he wished, naturally, since he was her husband. Finally, he whispered a little proposition in her ear and she agreed. Off they went to one of the bedrooms in the back to have a
session. He turned on one low light beside the bed. As they both stripped,
he removing his pants, her just her panties, their voices were muffled
under their masks.
He wanted to unmask 'so they could kiss,' but disguising her voice she
refused, saying that she was married and did not want to risk being
recognized. He of course, went along, not realizing that it was his
own wife. As a matter of fact, she added, her husband was here and she
couldn't stay away from the party very long. She could hear him
sort of giggle under his mask when he said, 'that makes it more exciting
for you, doesn't it?' She nodded, admitting that it was. Of course,
he did not know in what way.
On the bed and side by side, he took time to prepare her, fondling her
breasts under her costume and teasing her clit.
Her husband was more exciting than usual, probably because he thought he
was having someone strange. She found this exciting too, despite the fact
that her husband was 'cheating.'
As he entered her with his stiffness she was wet and ready. Her body
went into overdrive, responding to his every move. It was quick and without
kissing but she still managed to reach her orgasm, one that was
quite intense.
They separated while still in the bedroom. He headed out, and she
went into the bathroom to drain off her 'sins.'
In the front, she saw her husband once again dancing with
other women and still copping his feels. She deliberatly avoided her
husband and decided that she would dance with other men while she kept
an eye on him.
He saw her and waved. She waved back but kept her distance.
Things had loosened up now, and there was heavy drinking going on.
She had just one more, because she needed to drive herself home and
she knew her limits. Still, she was close to being inebriated. She decided to
dance with other men. What was good for one was good for the other, she
reasoned, but if these other men felt her up, she would make sure her
husband did not see it. When she confronted him later, at home, she wanted
to be sure that 'her hands were clean.'
Ten minutes went by. As she danced her first dance with another man, he
immediately went to her rear and wasted no time asking if he could 'have
his way with her' in the back or out in his car. 'I was watching you dancing
with other men, and I can tell that you're hot.' She politely refused, but
he was right, she *was *turned on. The quickie with her husband had only succeeded
in arousing her, despite her strong orgasm.
She danced a second dance with him, and he whispered in her ear that he was
'well hung, way bigger than most.' Normally she would have been disgusted
by this and walked away, but now she found this intriquing. Still, she refused,
saying she was not in the habit of cheating, no matter how 'interesting' the
men were.
He *was* interesting, and she allowed him extra freedom to feel her ass by
going up under her skirt instead of just on the outside. It was dark and
the crowd was tight around them. Under these conditions, no one could see
their lower halves.
She danced close, laying her head on his shoulder, as he ran his hands over
her ass cheeks. This was very romantic, she had to admit.
She accepted a third dance, knowing full well this was getting dangerous for
her. She had never cheated and he was becoming very tempting. This time he
immediately went further and asked her to give him a little feel. As he was
saying that, he went around to her front and immediately stuck his finger under
her panties. She was soaked, not just from any leftover husband but also
because of this man. If he had any doubts about her being turned on, there
was no mistaking it now.
As he penetrated, she gasped, but did not pull away. Then he whispered loud
enough for her to hear, 'I meant me, give *me* a little feel.'
Oh, he wants *me* to feel *him*. He was inside her with his finger and stroking,
so she reached down, expecting to feel an erection through his costume.
He had it out!
He hadn't been exaggerating either. She spent that entire long number
doing something she would never have done if her husband was not acting this
way with other women. She had never seen or felt a strange man before. Taking
advantage of the opportunity, she explored this strange penis, enjoying the
feel of his length and thickness.
She almost asked him to take her into the back. Almost, but she was getting
too close to stop now. She was giving him some intense stroking when her
entire body shuddered as she climaxed, her first time ever from just
having a finger in her. In the past, she had always needed some direct stimulation
to her clitoris to achieve orgasm with a hand. Thankfully, perhaps because of
being liquored up, he did not climax onto her costume.
She felt weak and held onto him by his shoulders while he fumbled around
down below, putting his penis away. The timing had been perfect because
he zipped up just as the song ended.
She avoided him after that, and thankfully he did not push it.
Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away, went home, put the
costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation her
husband would make for his behaviour.
She was going to confront her husband and say that she had came to the party
and seen him cavorting with women and then going into the back with
one of them. 'I followed you down the hall,' she would say, 'and saw
you go into a bedroom with her.'
His only hope was if he actually had known it was her, and said so right then.
If so, she would 'forgive him,' they could laugh, make up, and then
finish off with a good session of lovemaking. But if he had not known it
was her, she was going to make him sleep in another room while they both
thought about their future. If he had done this at a party, he might have
been cheating on her in the past. She on the other hand, had always been
faithful to him.
She had been faithful that is, until tonight. Several men had felt her up,
but of course everyone was masked. That last man she had danced with had
almost gotten to her. She had been *this close* to taking him to bed. Still,
she had gone way too far with him. If her husband actually had known that
it was her in the bedroom, she had no justification for letting that man
finger her. He had caused her to orgasm, right there on the dance floor.
He had been so large between the legs, and it would have been extremely
exciting to take him into the back, maybe even into the same bed she had
been with her husband. What would it have been like, to be stretched and
penetrated to new levels?
If she had known for sure that her husband really was 'cheating,' she
would have fucked that strange man, and fucked him good. She might even
have taken off everything, even the mask after seeing the man's face and
knowing it was not someone that knew her.
But to be real about it, there had not been time. It was getting close
to midnight and if she had gone into the bedroom with him, she might not
have wanted to come out for hours.
She decided to shower, and during the entire time she washed, she was
thinking of the strange man, his penis, and how good his finger had felt.
She was sitting up reading when her husband came in, and she asked what kind of a time he had. He said: 'Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you're not there.'
'Did you dance much ?'
'I'll tell you, I never even danced one dance.. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the den and played poker all evening. But you're not going to believe what happened to the guy I loaned my costume to....'
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