Random Encounter

The time before lunch was always the slowest part of the day for Sarah, but now she had Kyle to keep her company. They lay on the couch naked, their bodies tangled in a way that made it seem as if they'd been made for each other. She could feel his hands traveling up and down her body, although he paid special attention to her breasts, teasing her nipples with his fingers.

Just as the midday was passing, Kyle's fingers got so busy on Sarah's nipples that she was about to ask him to stop. The bolt of pain and arousal that shot through her body made her gasp, every time he twisted them between his fingers. But before she could ask him to ease up, he slapped her ass and left the couch, "What do we have for dinner?"

"I-I don't know," she stuttered, still breathless from their encounter. "We could order in?" Her voice was laced with uncertainty and apology. It is not that she supposed to have anything prepared, she was not his maid after all, it is just that... If Kyle was dissatisfied with her, would not that also count as not helping his sexual needs, at least that was what she thought.

"Hmmm," Kyle growled, his eyes boring into hers. "Nah, let's go have a date!" He paused for dramatic effect before leaning in and kissing her deeply. As their tongues tangled together, his hand slipped to her long-suffering nipple and squeezed it hard, sending a jolt of pleasure through her.

"But I thought..." Sarah began, her words cut off by another kiss.

"Don't worry, Daddy's got you," he whispered against her lips. "This date is a precursor to a wonderful night of sex and debauchery that I want to have with you when we return." His hand traveled lower, teasing her folds through her bare skin.

"But what about Chad?" she managed to ask, her breath hitching in her throat as Kyle's fingers found their way inside her. "He slept on the couch today, you think he is going to be fine?" She knew she should be more concerned about her husband's comfort, but that though was quickly replaced by arousal as Kyle massaged her lower lips.

"Oh, don't worry about him," Kyle chuckled, his voice low and dangerous. "He'll be fine. Maybe he's getting off on the idea of us being together just as much as we are, you never know!" He gave her a wink, before leaving her in the living room alone with red nipples and leaking folds. "Go put your clothes on!"

After some thirty minutes of careful dress selection Sarah was driving Kyle through the busy streets of the city. It was their first date and she felt excited, but also guilty. "I think I should call Chad," she finally said after pulling to a nice Greek restaurant, "Tell him where I am, and what I am doing."

Kyle smiled. "Oh, can't you just enjoy your time with me and forget about him for a while?"

Sarah pouted. "But he is my husband," she protested. "We tell each other things. He tells me when he is late coming home, or if he has a bad day at work. I tell him about my day too, l-."

"Like how you are about to have a bathroom threesome with me and some married MILF I find inside?" Kyle shot back, a wicked glint in his eye. "It is fine by me, in fact - i think we will also send him a nice photo-report about it!" At that Kyle left the car and went inside the restaurant, leaving Sarah to catch up, her face burning up with anger.

They sat down at a table, the waiter came, and they ordered their meal. Kyle took a sip of his wine and leaned in closer to Sarah. "So, when are you going to call your husband? I mean, you've holding that phone for quite a while now." He smiled at her, his eyes boring into hers.

But Sarah was not paying him any attention before turning her head to him and pointing at the bar. "Do you see that woman? I think she's the one you...fucked last night." She paused for a moment, feeling her face flush even more. "I mean, I have not seen her up close, but?"

Kyle followed her gaze and gave a surprised chuckle. "Oh, yeah, that's her. I know because her breasts are unmistakable." He took a sip of his wine, then leaned in closer. "So, how about we do on my promise? And you can call Chad right as a fuck her giant milkers?" He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.

Sarah felt her cheeks flush again. "Oh! You are so rude! I can't believe you said that!" she exclaimed, trying to hide her own arousal. "All right! Let's go meet her!" She stood up, her legs wobbling slightly as she did so. Kyle smiled and offered her his arm, which she took, feeling a shiver of anticipation run through her.

They made their way over to the bar, where the woman with the giant tits and pregnant belly was still talking to the manager. As they approached, she turned her head slightly in their direction, her eyes widening for a moment before recognition dawned on her face. She turned back to the manager, shooting them a few words and sending them away.

"Boy who likes cows too much?" She addressed Kyle with a laugh, "Want to introduce me to your girlfriend? Although, why your girlfriend has a ring on her finger?" She winked at him, her gaze lingering on Sarah's wedding ring.

Kyle grinned and wrapped his arm around Sarah's shoulders. "Oh, this is my fuck-buddy, actually." He paused for a moment, his gaze flickering over Sarah's face before he continued, "Her husband is at work, and we decided to go for lunch here... My name is Kyle, by the way." He extended his free hand to the pregnant woman, who took it, giving it a firm shake.

"I'm Claire. And this is my restaurant. My husband opened it before we got married, but now I am the one who runs it. I think you have a good taste in men, Sarah. But by the smirk on his face he didn't bring you here just for the food, did he?" Claire grinned and nudged Kyle with her hip. "I suspect the bathroom would need a through cleaning crew after you two left it."

Sarah giggled, feeling a little embarrassed but also oddly aroused by the whole situation. "Oh, well. His plans are a little more ambitions than that. I am afraid he also want the owner to give him a boob-job."