Bar encounter

So you and your wife are out at a moody jazz bar having a date night away from the kids and taking time to enjoy a few drinks. Your wife is completely unaware that we've been talking and have prearranged for this encounter making it so exciting.

My husband and l enter the bar and you spot me immediately as I scan the room looking for a spare table to sit at. I grab your gaze and my breathing intensifies but i manage to keep calm so my husband doesn't know anything.

While he's getting our drinks at the bar I notice there's only two seats left in the entire bar and they're directly across from you and your wife. We walk on though and I sweetly ask if we can join your table to enjoy the sultry music that's going to fill the room.

You motion to us to sit down and my husband sits next to your wife so he can sit opposite me which means I'm sitting next to you. Being dangerously close to you without anyone but us knowing our dirty little secret.

We make small talk and realize we've got a lot in common, not surprising either of us as we already know each other's deepest desires. The lighting in the room dims slightly as the next musician comes to the stage setting the tone for us to dangerously taunt each other with our partners just across from us not knowing anything.

You shuffle in your seat to accommodate your rock hard cock that's been throbbing since the moment you saw me enter the room, the tightness of your pants is almost too much and the friction is dangerously close to making a mess.

You move your hand under the table so discreetly that nobody even notices your hand running up the inside of my leg only stopping when you reach the warmth and dampness of my dripping wet pussy, trying to stifle your surprise at the fact I'm not wearing any underwear waiting for your fingers to enter me.

You rapidly thrust your fingers inside me to be covered in my juices and just as quickly you remove them and bring them to your lips and suck on them, disguising the reason saying you spilled your drink on your hands and needed to lick it up.

You can hear my heartbeat and breathing intensify and it makes it near impossible for you to stay calm. I excuse myself to leave the table so l can go to the bathroom and a few moments later you discreetly advise your wife you're heading to the bar to order more drinks.

You sneak in past the bar, following me into the bathroom stall and you're not surprised to see me sitting waiting with my dress up around me waiting for you to enter me.

You can't contain yourself any longer and burst out of your pants and ram your rock hard cock into my dripping wet pussy kissing my neck and breasts without even breathing. You can't hold back any longer and you blow your load inside me so hard you can feel me ripping apart inside.

There's no time for the afterglow and you quickly clean yourself up and leave me to myself, turning around to see me placing my hands inside myself to scoop up your hot load before drinking it from my fingers almost instantly making you hard again.

I return to the table with nobody any wiser to our steamy encounter with my husband taking his finger to my mouth to wipe up the small amount of juicy mess of you left on my lips that l'd missed.

Our drinks arrive and the conversation continues like nothing ever happened, until the next time.