STORYTIME: HOTWIFING So last Saturday night my husband and..

STORYTIME: HOTWIFING So last Saturday night my husband and I were at some friends for dinner. There were six couples there and I was sitting across from Brady and next to a guy I didn’t really know. Halfway through dinner, I noticed he brushed my leg with his hand. I didn’t think anything of it until he did it again, so like the slut I am, I pushed back so gently. Without ever looking at me, i think he got the hint and placed his hand on my thigh, squeezing ever so slightly. I moved my chair in further so as not to cause a scene, and then with a deep breath I smiled at my husband across the table and opened my legs wide. As we sat talking and sipping wine, this hottie moved his hand higher up under my skirt until he was rubbing me over my panties. Like OMG!!! I sat there trying to remember his name, but before it came to me, or I could ask, he slid a finger beneath the lace fabric and began to touch my soaking wet pussy. The rest of the meal is a bit of a blur. He touched me on and off, teasing me barely long enough before taking his hand away. And towards dessert, he took my hand under the table and placed it on the sizable bulge in his pants. By the time we got up to move to the living room, I was a fucking mess. The only thing I could think about was fucking him, and even following the conversation was impossible. My husband Brady kept asking me if I was alright and I was like "oh yes", lol but the truth was my pussy was soaking wet and in desperate need of sexy attention i just wanted more at this point. Every time I got up to refill my drink or step into the kitchen, my new hottie found an excuse to walk by me, brushing his hard cock against me or secretly groping my ass. Once, as we passed through a doorway at the same time, like he even managed to slip two fingers inside me for less than a second before excusing himself. I was going crazy lol!! Later was towards the very end of the evening when he stood up, asked if anyone wanted a cigarette, and then headed towards the side door. I followed, winking at my husband, and then for the first time we were alone. Now Brady knows I only smoke when i drink or sometines while im having sex, but it didn’t matter tonight. Cus I would have followed that hottie anywhere at that point. 😆 As he leaned against a car and lit his cigarette I was on my knees in a second, his cock out and in my mouth before he could take two drags. Without a word he pushed down on my head, and he stood their smoking like a cocky son-of-a-bitch while I choked on his cock. When I finally stood, he looked at me inquisitively, as if asking if that were all. So I did the only thing I could think to do. I bent over the hood of the car, lifted my dress, slid my panties down, and spread my legs. I heard the bastard laugh before he moved behind me, and then in one quick stroke, he was in me, fucking my hard and fast as he pushed me higher onto the car. I came so quickly I should have been embarrassed. But instead, all I felt was the most incredible relief of finally getting to come after being teased so mercilessly. He leaned over me as I shook around him, clenching my pussy so I could feel every inch of him, and he finally whispered in my ear. “Do you even know my name?” As I fumbled for a few moments, trying to with all my might to remember, he began to come. I moaned no, over and over again as he flooded me and then nothing mattered. His hands gripped my ass tightly, he cock pulsed within me, and he came so hard and so deep I swear I could feel every drop of it. When I could finally breathe again, I leaned up on my elbows. He was still within me, pulsing as he finished. “I don’t remember,” I finally admitted. “What is it?” I didn’t look up. I didn’t look behind me. I couldn’t bare to look him in the eye. “Good,” was all he said before pulling out of me. As I lay there, my bare ass in the air, he got into the car, turned on the engine, and smiled at me. He winked, put the car in reverse, and I had to jump up to keep from falling. Back inside, Brady met me in the hall before pushing me into the bathroom. Without a word, he knelt on the floor, lifted my dress, sighed in love and appreciation, and then ate my freshly fucked cunt like the best husband in the entire world. Fuck i was in heaven as Brady reclaimed my used pussy! And while I still don’t know the bastards name, I suspect he’ll be at the next dinner party as well. Oh well this crazy night turned out to be very erotic! Life as hotwife is never a dull moment! I have many stories to tell i hope you liked this one! Venessa 💋💋💋