My husband and I sometimes fantasize about either of us being with someone else. It is really raunchy and adds a lot of spice to our sex life. Sometimes, I call him the name of a former boyfriend, sometimes, he uses the names of other girls. But fantasy is one thing.....
....reality is another. My firms Christmas dinner, and my husband had watched me get ready and said 'if you get the chance to get laid, go for it'. He always says that-and it usually means I make something up for when I come home.
But although there are no men I fancy in my firm, the hotel we were at was hosting several company dinners, and at an adjoining table there was a guy who I couldn't take my eyes off.
We flirted quite openly, and as the evening wore on, we started dancing-including the slow ones. He held me close and I must admit, I was pretty turned on.
I wasn't expecting it to be me that suggested 'getting some air', though! We went outside into the car park and to my car. We got in the back seat and made out like a couple of teenagers. He reached for my breast and I reached for his cock, but when he tried to part my knees I really thought I might have to stop him.
I didn't though.
What is it about a man pressing a girl's legs apart that is so erotic. I felt his hands travel up my tights, under my dress to my crotch. He rubbed me through my knickers and then I felt a little 'pop' as he pushed his finger through the material. Suddenly, he was stroking my pussy through my knickers and then his fingers tore the hole bigger and moved the material aside so he could finger me properly.
By this time, I had his cock out and was wanking him against my tights. I felt his urgency building as was mine. He whispered 'I'm going to cum soon'. I didn't stop what I was doing and soon felt him spurting against my crotch as I orgasmed on his fingers. I felt his sperm running between my legs and that only added to it.
It would have been the easiest thing in the world just to tug my knickers aside and let him have me.
By the time I got home, I had something WAY better than a fantasy to tell my husband-AND I had the proof to show him. Not only ON my knickers, but inside me too!
I can't wait for him to come home with another woman's pussy juices all over his hands. Sooner rather than later I hope!