I knew it could be a problem the minute the words slipped out of my mouth; I just never would have thought it would pan out the way it did. My husband was asking me if there was anything I regretted about getting married, when I told him I missed having sex with a new partner. I elaborated on the fact that there was simply nothing quite like the feel of going to bed with someone who was almost a stranger for the first time.

He simply nodded his head at me, as though he already knew. A few weeks later, I came home to find a note on the kitchen table. It said to meet him at the hotel a few towns over for a night away, and there was a room key with the note. I took a little time at home getting ready for our big night. I showered and shaved my long legs, then put on the shortest black skirt I owned. I tugged on a tight red halter that made my large bust look fantastic. I then slicked my blond hair back into a pony tail and painted my lips red.

I unlocked the door and was surprised to walk into an empty room. There were rose petals all over the bed and candles lit, making the room a perfect escape. On the table was another envelope. I opened it to read “Put the blindfold on.” I did so, and after a few moments of sitting on the bed impatiently I heard the door open.

Large hands delicately took my shirt off exposing my round breasts. He was careful to not knock the blindfold off as he did so. He pinched one nipple, causing a shiver to run down my spine, and then took the other delicately in his mouth. I was surprised at the pressure it stirred in my pussy and was happy to feel a hand traveling down the front of my skirt to start rubbing my clit. I moaned a little and pushed up against his hard, great smelling body.

He fingered my clit, and then broke my panties free. Next, I felt hands spreading my thick lips apart to suck on my clit. It felt great, and I pressed hard onto his face, grinding my snatch against his mouth. Suddenly I was shoved back on the bed. The exhilaration made me even wetter. I felt a long wide dick deep in my cunt, and suddenly knew it wasn’t my husband that was fucking me. This only made me more excited, and it was too late to stop now, I was getting close to cumming. A deep moan sounded from the man fucking me, and I could tell he wasn’t far behind. He started furiously rubbing my clit, biting my breasts, and grinding against me until the two of us came within seconds of each other.

I didn’t take the blindfold off until I heard the door again, and then my husband asking me if that fulfilled my desire.