ball part 2

I was in a state of shock as I arrived back at the ballroom. I had thought that I had seen and experienced it all, but I was wrong. Everywhere I looked, people were staring at me with a mixture of shock, awe, and desire. I had just had sex with the sergeant, Brad, in front of them all and now they were all looking at me.

I quickly ran to my husband's side and buried my face in his shoulder. I wanted to disappear, to be anywhere but here, but it was too late. The damage had been done, and now I was feeling more exposed than ever.

My husband, however, seemed surprisingly unaffected. He held me close and whispered in my ear, “It's ok, I know what happened. You don't have to be ashamed.” His words felt like a balm to my soul, and I felt my body relax.

Suddenly, Brad appeared in the doorway. He had a smoldering look in his eyes and he seemed determined to have me again. I wanted to run away and hide, but I couldn't move. I was too aroused and too scared of what might happen if I refused him.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me away from my husband, leading me out into the hallway. He pushed me up against the wall and began to kiss me hungrily. His hands were everywhere, groping and squeezing me as he kissed my neck and face. His strong hands felt so good on my body, and even though I wanted to resist, I found myself growing more and more aroused.

He tore off my clothes and pushed me onto the bed, his hands exploring my body as he kissed me hungrily. I felt my body responding to his touch, and I gasped in pleasure as he entered me. He moved inside me with such ferocity that I felt my body quivering with pleasure. His thrusts were hard and fast, and I felt my orgasm quickly approaching.

Just as I was about to reach my climax, he whispered something in my ear.

“Say my name and tell me how much you want me. Tell me that you want me more than your husband.”

I felt a wave of shame wash over me, but I couldn't deny the pleasure that I felt at his words. I moaned out his name and begged him to take me harder and faster. He complied, and soon I was screaming out in pleasure as I came harder than I ever had before.

Afterwards, Brad got dressed and said goodbye. As he walked out the door, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction. I had just done the unthinkable – I had let another man make love to me again while my husband was in the same room. I felt a thrill of excitement at the thought, but I also felt scared and ashamed. I had crossed a line, and I wasn't sure if I could ever go back.