Message-ID: <18318eli$9812270431@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: kansica@aol.com (Kansica) Subject: REPOST: Public Sex Series: WIFESLUT 1/4 by kansica Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981226114549.21216.00002344@ng-fp1.aol.com> Public Sex 003a One Lonely Wifeslut - 1 contains: oral, mf, ff, exhibition The following story should only be read by those who are not offended by stories of a sexual nature. The content is graphic and SHOULD NOT BE READ BY THOSE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE. It is the author's belief that you are entitled to read this type of material and it is a protected right under the United States Constitution. If you enjoy this story, let me know. My husband Jeff loves one thing....work! He leaves for work at 6am and sometimes does not get home until after 11pm. His interest in sex has declined as well. Now many of you are probably assuming, as I did, that he is having an affair. I have checked up on him, both by phone and surprise visits at work, and he is always there and always working. He makes good money and I do enjoy the extras we have from his successes. But I am a very sexual person. I have confronted him many times about the fact that I have needs and he wasn't meeting them. He seemed uninterested in anything I had to say. As a matter of fact, he told me if I needed it that bad then I should take a lover. I knew he did not mean that. He gets so jealous when I talk about my sex life before him. I was very adventurous, he was a virgin when we started dating. Since I knew he did not really want me to have an affair, I continued masturbating, and fantasizing. This brings me to our current situation. Last December, my husbands office had their Christmas party at a very plush country club. Everyone was encouraged to bring their spouse/date. Most of the guys Jeff works with are single while most of the women in his office are married. The party was to begin with a social hour at 6:00. It would be held in the main bar, while dinner was to be served in the banquet room at 7:00. Jeff called me at 5:00 and said he was running late and would have to meet me there later. He figured it would be close to dinner time before he arrived. I was mad as hell, but since I was already dressed-up (to kill) I decided to go ahead. I knew I would feel uncomfortable because I didn't know any of his colleagues. I had not been able to attend the party the previous year, because I had the flu. Before I left the house I decided to do my makeup better and wear a shorter skirt. I honestly had no intention of flirting with the others, I just wanted to look good. I wore a black micro skirt that accentuates my long muscular legs and a tight strapless top that highlighted my cleavage. One look in the mirror and I knew I was going to be in trouble when Jeff showed up. I didn't look slutty, but it was definately suggestive. I was the first to arrive at the country club. I decided to wait in the lobby for others to arrive. I guess I thought they would all come together and that would be how I would tell it was them. After about 20 minutes, I realized they had probably came seperately and were now in the bar. Having looked the people over as they entered the club, I was not too excited about sitting with any of them. They were very prim and upitty. I decided to enter the bar and sit by myself at the end of the bar. It didn't take long for the bartender to pour me a glass of wine. He asked if I was with the Woods, Harriet and Lowell group. I explained that I was waiting for a friend that was a member. I gave him the membership number of a friend of mine that belonged there and explained that I would pay cash. He seemed to buy the story and proceeded to fix the drinks for the party. As he took the drinks to the table, I couldn't help but notice how gorgeous he was. He was about 6' and weighed probably close to 200#. His arms were very large and he obviously kept himself in shape. I would guess he was in his early to mid twenties. After he had delivered the drinks to the party, he returned to the end of the bar to keep me company. His name was Rick and he was a student at the local university. He blushed when I complimented him on his fine shape. (I love shy men, that's why I married Jeff.) As we talked I looked over the bar and noticed that, other than the party, I was the only customer. "Slow night tonight?", I asked. He shrugged and said it was still early. Most of the members didn't come out until after 7:00. "Besides, it is the middle of the week and with the snow outside it might be a slow one.", he continued. I focused my attention on the table with Jeff's co-workers. There were about 20 people sitting there. I recognized Paul Woods, the main partner, because of his greying hair. Jeff was always saying he wished Paul would color it because it was so speckled. His wife was sitting next to him, I would guess she was at least 15 years younger than Paul. She was dressed in an elegant gown and wore her hair up in one of those Ms. Prissy hairdos. "Is your name Kate?", Rick asked. "Yyyess!", I exclaimed, trying to figure out how he knew. Then I saw he was holding the telephone. I knew what that meant. "Hi, Jeff!", I said. He was calling to inform me he was going to be later than he thought. I kinda figured that was the case. I also knew he wouldn't be showing up. But I guess I knew that before I left the house. I returned to the bar and told Rick that my friends would not be able to make it but asked if I could stay and drink some more. He didn't argue. I figure he enjoyed the company, not to mention the glimpses he kept stealing. I could tell he was infatuated by my large breasts. At 7:00, the party moved to the back room and I was now alone in the bar. If Rick hadn't been such a shy guy I would have felt uncomfortable. We talked a lot and I was really getting to like Rick. I asked him if he was seeing anyone and he said he was. He was dating one of the waitresses at the club but it wasn't real serious. "I see you are married.", he commented noticing the ring Jeff gave may two years ago. "I AM married, but I wouldn't call it happily.", I explained. Rick wanted to hear more so I explained the situation to him. I don't know how many glasses of wine I had had but it was enough for me to change the topic to our sex life. "I enjoy adventure, and risk of getting caught, while he enjoys getting off as quick as possible." Rick was blushing again. But I also noticed a large bulge in his pants. He continued the line of questioning, still wanting to know more. I then talked about my sex life before Jeff, and I could see that was really getting to Rick. The bulge had grown to very noticeable proportions. "Could we get some drinks in the other room?", came a voice at the other end of the bar. It was one of the younger men that works with Jeff, "Sure thing, Mr Stratton.", Rick answered. That had to be John Stratton, Jeff had told me how he thought John was trying to get his job. That was why he had to work so hard. John glanced down my way as Rick poured some more drinks. "Hello, maam." "Hi, please call me Ka...Karen.", I managed to recover. He would surely think it odd that someone with Jeff's wife's name was sitting at the bar and make me join them. "Nice to meet you", He answered as he returned to his group. "I thought your name was Kate?", Rick asked. I figure I had better come clean with him and explained the entire situation. He laughed and assured me it would be our secret. I did have an idea though. I felt embarrassed when John came into the bar and caught us talking about sex. Even though I knew he hadn't heard anything, it was still exciting. "So is your girlfriend working tonight?", I inquired. "No, she went to a party with some friends.", he quickly answered. "Like I said we are only dating, it is not serious." It was as if he was reading my mind. I told him I had seen he was enjoying staring at my breasts. He again blushed and I quickly followed by explaining he had not seen my best attributes yet. "I am very proud of these legs", I explained, "I work out every day to keep them like this." "Th..they r ..are a very beautiful." he replied as I stood and showed them to him. "You have the drinks taken care of so now...what if I take care of you?", I said with a sheepish grin on my face. "You really got me turned on, with all this talk." "But what about your husband?" "I told you he said it was okay.", even though I knew he would be very mad, "Besides he won't show up, he will call again in about 15 minutes." "What if we get caught?", Rick was so cute as he asked this. "That's part of the fun. I can climb under the bar wells there and give you head that will make you beg for me to marry you.", I added with a boastful tone. I seductively lifted my skirt, and slowly removed my hose. Then as quickly as I had revealed myself to him, I dropped the skirt, barely covering the golden hairs he had just witnessed. I saw him gulp and his bulge twitched. I walked behind the bar and was relieved to see it was very clean. I dropped to my knees and took the bulge into my mouth right through his pants. I began breathing heavy onto his cotton covered cock and as it grew I could tell he wasn't wearing any underwear. I could feel the ridges of the head of his monster tool, trying to break out of the zippered jail it was confined to. I slowly slipped under the bar well, It was high enough that I was not cramped too bad. His cock was right below the tray that held the liquor bottles. I was about to unzip his pants and get a look at this young studs beautiful cock, when I heard him say, "Hello Mrs. Wood, How can I help you?" She ordered a glass of wine and another scotch for her husband. As Jeff was pouring the scotch, I unzipped his pants. I reached my hand in to fish out his cock. He began to squirm as my fingers began withdrawing his swollen member. "Are you okay, Jefferey?", Mrs. Woods asked. "YYYYess, maam." "You shouldn't be so nervous, Paul has no idea that we are fooling around.", Mrs Woods continued. Rick looked terrified since he knew I could hear what was being said. As Rick tried to thank her for the tip she placed in his jar, I was placing his tip against my red pouty lips, and running my tongue along his cock. I felt his prick growing even larger and finally I had to see how large it was. I pulled his manhood from my lips and gasped at what I saw...his cock was about 8" long and as thick as my wrist. It didn't take me long before I had stuffed the entire shaft inside my mouth. Rick groaned as I increased my tempo, I ran my hands along the back of his legs as he took over the rythymic thrusts of his girth. As he continued to fuck my mouth, I slipped my top down and unfastened my bra, allowing him a better view of the large tits that fascinated him before. Seeing my huge breasts was all it took, I felt Rick's cock throbbing and knew he would be releasing his cum soon. He tried to pull his cock out of my mouth and was stunned when I wouldn't let him. I wanted to taste this young stud's creamy, gooey load. He must have let off 7-8 spurts of his sperm. I swallowed all he had to offer, not allowing a single drop to be wasted. I know he was shocked that I gulped it as if it was wine. It WAS wine to me. I have always loved the taste of cum, but Jeff felt it was disgusting when I would swallow his spunk and then try to kiss him. When Rick's cock had finally shrunk inside my mouth, I released it, tucked it back inside his pants and zipped him up. I still had my top down, when I heard someone coming into the bar. It was coming from the other side and I knew it wasn't one of the party. Then I heard a female voice say, "Hey, Ricky, miss me?" Rick very nervously greeted the young lady, I knew it had to be his girlfriend from the way he was acting. She sounded drunk but I couldn't see her from under the bar. "RICK!", the girl yelled, "whose panties are those laying on the back of the bar?" "I..UHH..I don't know.", came Rick's lame response. His girlfriend then became livid, calling him all kinds of names. "Carrie, calm down....they were there when I got here." I recognized the voice now. It was Carrie Stone, I had gone to college with her. I hadn't seen her since my wedding, but had talked to her on the phone. I remember her saying she got a job managing a club. I decided to risk it and come out from where I was hiding. After all, Carrie couldn't stay mad at someone she was as intimate with as we were in college. Hell, last time she called she was wanting to get together for "a little fun" and that was just last week. I would have but was afraid Jeff would find out I was bisexual. As I crawled out from beneath the bar, I said, "Heyya Carrie!" She had a puzzled look on her face at first until I reached for my panties and stuck them in my bag. I had pulled my top up but I am sure she knew I had swallowed her boyfriend's cum. "KATIE!!!!, What are you doing with my boyfriend?", she exclaimed. "I didn't know it Carrie.", I explained. "How do you two know each other?", Rick asked. The barage of questions continued. But Carrie had some unfinished business, "If you swallowed by man's sperm, I want you to satisfy me too!" "For old times sake. We can go into my office for some privacy." I was still so horny, that I agreed instantly. I followed her back to the office as Rick tried to join us. "Get BAck TO THE BAR!", Carrie screamed, "You had your fun." -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----