She decides to ditch Ashton and cheat on him (-40 Commitment)

She looked at Ashton, who smiled innocently back at her, and compared her prospects with him against that large cock she had just seen a photo of. No… It was clear which one was going to be better. The question is, could she really be cold-hearted enough to ditch Ashton mid-date to fuck a hung guy behind his back.

She sneered internally. Of course she could.

Putting on her best concerned expression she looked at the phone again and said “Oh no…! Oh no, not right now!”

“What? What is it?” Asked Ashton, now sharing her concern. She looked back at him and did her best impression of a surprised frown.

“I’ve been called by my work! It’s a last minute emergency, and… I can’t ignore this. Oh, I’m so sorry, Ashton! Now, of all times…”

“Oh…” And for a brief moment he looked surprised, and then deflated and defeated, as if all air had gone out of him. He still tried to smile. “I understand… Work is… Yeah. I don’t want you getting in trouble because of me.”

“Thanks for understanding!” She quickly pecked his cheek as she got up from her chair. “Sorry, I have to go! But… We’ll make up for it later, alright? So sorry!”

And she started texting the guy back as she left.

Hannah: Meet me back at bar in 20 mins, after my boyfriend leaves. Then we go back to ur place, if you promise to fuck me hard with that big fat cock

She waved back at Ashton as she left, after agreeing to cheat on him behind his back, and as she left the restaurant she realized that she left without paying! So Ashton was going to be left with the bill, while she was arranging to get fucked behind his back!

She had to suppress a grin. Damn, she was so bad! But she had to admit it felt hot, using a guy like that and then ditching him. Is this what it was going to be like, if they got married? Hell, she could get used to this…

Unknown number: Sure thing. Loser is paying the bill rn. Can I get a pic of what I’m getting tonight. No need to be shy, {if Porn Star = True}I’ve seen it before after all.{else}I’ll be having a closer look soon enough.{endif}

She glanced at her phone as she walked away and, after a moment of consideration, went into a public bathroom to hide from Ashton as she took the picture. Inside was not the best ambience, smelling strongly of cleaning disinfectant and run down, as most public restrooms are. She went into a stall and lifted her dress, holding it up with her mouth as she lowered her panties, which were {if OnDrugsSquirt = True}soaked, her panty liner full and strands of her juices dangled from her lower lips, looking obscene and horny beyond belief.{else}already damp with anticipation.{endif}

She snapped the photo and sent it to him, while waiting patiently. After another ten minutes, she got a reply.

Unknown number: Nice. Loser left now.

Her heart was beating faster as she pulled her panties back up, lowered her dress and exited the stall before washing her hands. She then left the bathroom and made her way back to the bar, where the guy was waiting for her inside. He gave her his cocky smile once more, as she approached him.

“We’re doing this at your place,” she said. “Right?”

“Sure,” he replied, while taking a step forward. Then, without warning, he pulled her closer to him and kissed her lips, aggressively and without even bothering to ask her. She felt herself going weak at the knees as she aggressively licked and invaded her mouth while pulling her close to him, close enough she could feel his hard-on through their clothes. One of his hands wandered down to her ass, giving it a good squeeze as he kept on kissing her. She moaned softly into his mouth, and when they parted she was out of breath.

“Come on, babe.” He said, before turning and walking out the bar without even bothering to ask her or looking back. She followed him, a bit dazed, and very much eager for what was coming next.