Yes

My hands run over the smooth curves of the fabric of the dress. It is one of my favorite dresses, which I purchased for my husband and my anniversary dinner a few years back. Having it ruined would just be heartbreaking for me. The man’s eyebrows raise as my hand reaches up and gently touches the shoulder strap.

He taunts me. “I thought you were ready, and you wanted to hurry up and get going?”

“Just one moment, let me just take this off.” As I start to slide the strap off my shoulder, he reaches forward and gently grasps my hand.

“No, let me do that for you.” At that moment, I knew I have shown him my indecisiveness, and through that, I lost all control over the situation. While still holding my hand that is on my shoulder, he walks behind me and wraps his other arms around my waist. With me securely in his grasp, he kisses just below my ear. At first, I thought about pulling away, but I know there is no way I could free myself from his strong, powerful grip, so I let it happen. I felt my body melt as his kisses move down my neck. Once his kisses reach the nape of my neck, his hand slowly moves my hand causing my dress to gently slide off the curves of my body. He lifts the arm that was around my waist, just enough to allow the fabric to slide past it before gently returning his strong, rough arm just above my belly button. He then ‘allows’ me to step out of my dress, which is now a pile of fabric on the floor at the base of our feet. Goosebumps run up my spine as he starts kissing down my shoulder. As he kisses, he walks back out in front of me, allowing him to kiss down my cleavage formed by my black lacy push-up bra. I can feel my panties get wet as he kisses my navel. From there, his kisses continue downwards till just above my pussy, that when I made my move because if I waited any longer, all would be lost. I placed both of my hands on his head and said: “Shouldn’t we be doing this in front of my husband.”

He answers: “If your loud enough, he will want to see what is happening but won’t be able to.” he hints at the locked door. “Think about how painful that will be for him to not be able to see the pre-show.”

Before I could answer, his free hand pushes my panties to the side, and he starts licking. Not that I would have tried to stop him if he waited for me to answer, in my indecision, I became putty in his hands, and it is almost as if he knows it.

Having him eat me out right here with my husband just a room away felt so good that I couldn’t, and didn’t want to keep quiet. I wanted my husband to hear me moan from another man. “OH FUCK SO GOOD. Your tongue feels SO FUCKING GOOD!”

He was so skilled at eating me out that my orgasm came on quick, but when it was about to happen, he pulled back. I tried to push his head back into my wet snatch, but he resisted me. Forcing my high to back off before starting to lick me again. I know he is redlining me, but I don’t care, IT FELT SO GOOD.

He could have eaten me out without letting me finish for an hour or five minutes his tongue felt that good that I lost track of time. We heard my husband knock on the door a few times and even those I lost track of.

I SCREAM, “PLEASE LET ME CUM. I NEED TO”

In contrast, he whispered, “How badly?”

I moaned, “I’ll do anything.”

He licks the full length of my pussy “You taste good, I want to taste you again after tonight.”

I screamed, “MY HUSBAND CHEATED ON ME ALOT SO YOU CAN TASTE ME WHENEVER YOU WANT?”

He continues to whisper, “You know I have seen a lot of women change their minds hours after we have finished. What are you willing to give me tonight to sweeten the deal... Just in case you change your mind later.”

Out of breath, I moaned, “You’re too good... I won’t change my mind, but...”