The waiter came over to her, and put a drink down on her table. "Compliments of the gentleman in the suit" He said, pointing to a man at the bar. He was very attractive, and her stomach did a small flip when their eyes met. For a minute she considered just going home; but the thought of returning to her empty house, with her husband gone on yet another business trip, from which he was sure to return with a mostly healed hickey or subtle scratches down his back, was just unbearable.

Instead, she threw back the rest of her old drink, and told the waiter, "Please tell him thank you, but I can't accept the drink unless he joins me for it."

She watched the waiter walk over to him, lean down, and whisper in his ear. It was hard to tell over the distance between them, but she thought she saw a smile play across his lips for just a moment before it was gone. He stood up, picked up his drink, and slowly made his way through the bar, toward her booth. Her stomach was a mess of butterflies as she watched him come over. Was she really doing this? She's never done anything like this in her life before! When he passed an overhead light that emphasized his cheeks and jaw, the stomach butterflies were replaced by a feeling that her husband hadn't caused in a long time. She felt her blood run hot in her veins just thinking about what might happen with this man. She realized that without thinking about it, she was playing with her ring. Her ring! She'd completely forgotten about it. Should she take it off? Leave it on? That thought brought a new rush of hot blood through her body, that was too exciting to ignore. She left it on, but slipped the hand under the table as he made it to her table.

He raised his glass to her, "Shall I join you?" He asked with a small smile, and she felt the last of her faithfulness to her cheating husband slip away. His voice was as smooth as honey.

"Please." She replied, struggling to keep an even tone. It had been a long time since anyone had asked to join her for anything. "Thank you for the drink." She added, making sure that he could see her ring as she brought it to her lips, and took a sip.

He raised an eyebrow when he saw the ring, and suddenly she was self-conscious about it. Should she have taken it off? She felt her face heat up, and had to look away. When she forced herself to look back at him, the smile on his face was enough to make her heart race. He clearly wanted to go as far as she was becoming more and more convinced that she wanted to go, and he didn't care whether or not she was married.

He reached across the table, took her other hand in his, and gently ran his thumb over her fingers. He looked her in the eyes and said, "You seem like you've already had a couple drinks, do you just want to get out of here?"

She wanted to say yes, but all she could manage was to bite her lower lip and nod her head. He smiled again, and guided her out of the booth, and to the door by her hand. "What about the bill?" She asked

He just looked over to the bartender and nodded, "I'll pay it tomorrow."

When they got outside, he wrapped his arm around her waist, and led her to the parking lot, "My car is over here." He whispered in her ear. There was no reason for such a mundane sentence to affect her at all, but perhaps because it was accompanied by his hot breath on her neck, she felt herself break out in goosebumps, and shiver slightly. He just held her closer to him.

He pressed the button on his keys, and a black car unlocked, flashing its lights. He led her over to it, but instead of opening the door, he turned her to face him, pressed her back against the car, and kissed her. She was caught off guard at first, but soon the feeling of his hard body against hers, his lips kissing her, and his hands freely exploring her body took over, and she gave herself over to him completely. She wrapped her hands around his head, and kissed him back. As soon as she parted her lips, his tongue was there to meet hers. He pulled her leg up at the knee, wrapping it around his waist, and trailed his fingers and palm up her leg, until he reached under and cupped her ass. She pulled back to gasp, but he came after her and kept kissing her. Her husband had never been like this with her before. It made her feel so alive, and so very desired. One of her hands began to roam over his body, down his well-toned muscles, until she felt something very hard, and much bigger than her husband. She stopped, and pulled back to see him smiling at her again. Then he leaned in and whispered "Your place or mine?"

She didn't realize that she'd said it, but she heard herself whisper back "Mine. In my husband's bed."

He kissed her on the neck, and opened the door for her. Then he got behind the wheel, and pulled out of the parking lot. When they hit the street, he put his hand on her thigh, and every turn she told him to make, he inched his hand higher, caressing and teasing her skin. By the time he pulled the car into her driveway she was dripping wet, and ready to jump on him. She shot out of the car, fumbled with her keys until she unlocked the door, and all but pulled him inside before locking the door behind them. When she turned around, he was there, and pushed her up against the door, kissing her again. She pushed him back, "Upstairs, bed. Now." She gave his cock a squeeze, and then went up the stairs to her bedroom, hearing him just a couple steps behind.

She stood in front of her bed, looking up at him, "You've already made me feel better than my husband ever has." She slipped her dress off, leaving her in just her lace panties before this complete stranger. "Now come finish what you started." She lay down on her bed as he closed the little remaining space between them.

Instead of laying down on her, as she expected, he kneeled at the foot of the bed. She started to gasp when she felt his hot breath on her, but it turned into a moan as his tongue teased her clit. He started to lick her clit, slowly at first, flicking his tongue back and forth against it. She was so turned on by everything that had already happened that this drove her wild. She grabbed two handfuls of his hair, and couldn't but grind herself into his mouth. It didn't take long after he started picking up the pace of his licking before she felt herself getting close to the edge. She managed to get out "Fuck, I'm so close." Between her deep moans, which prompted him to slide first one finger, and then a second one into her. It was too much. Her back arched, and she came on his face harder than she ever had in her life. But he didn't stop. He kept going, licking her, and sliding his fingers in and out, making her cum harder. Just as she was about to scream, he finally stopped. She just lay there, trying to catch her breath, enjoying the amazing feeling that was washing over her body. She didn't even notice him taking his clothes off, but the next thing she knew, he was there, laying on top of her, his hard body against her soft curves.

"Are you ready?" He whispered to her.

It took her a moment to come back to reality, and remember that that was just the beginning. "Mmm, fuck yeah." She whispered back, reveling in the thought of this only being the first of many of these encounters. She felt him guide the head of his cock to her, and start to push inside. She gasped, and grabbed his arms. "Slowly." She whispered, not used to his size. He chuckled quietly, and started to slowly push himself inside her, stopping regularly for her to get used to him. Finally, he was inside of her, and she had never felt better in her life. This complete stranger had already made her cum harder than she ever had, and now he was inside of her, on her marriage bed, and all she wanted was for him to "Mmm, fuck me." She whispered in his ear, and then nibbled on it. He pulled mostly out, and then started a slow rhythm; in all the way, out most of the all, back in all the way. It felt wonderful, but she wanted more. She wrapped her legs around him, "Harder. Fuck me harder."

He laugh lightly, "Mmm, if that's how you want it." He thrust forward into her, hard and deep. She almost screamed, it felt so good. He started fucking her just the way she wanted it, hard. Every thrust seemed to fill her a little more. She was losing herself in the feeling of it, when she felt herself getting close to the edge again.

"Fuck yes! I'm gonna cum again!" She gasped out, and then latched her teeth onto his shoulder so she didn't scream. He fucked her harder. Somehow, it seemed like every thrust was harder than the last, deeper than the last, filled her better than the last. Then his hand found her nipple, and pinched it lightly, and she did scream. She started cumming, and her body convulsed under his. But he wasn't about to let up. He kept fucking her, harder and harder, making her cum again right away.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" He growled at her, still thrusting into her, showing no sign of slowing or stopping.

She knew she should care. She knew she should tell him to pull out. But he felt so good, and she never wanted him to stop. "Yes! Cum!" She screamed, "Fuck me, and cum!"

He gave one last thrust, accompanied by a grunt, and she could feel him filling her up, could feel some already dripping out of her. He stayed poised above her for a moment, letting the feeling consume him, and then he pulled out, and collapsed next to her.

They lay side-by-side in the bed for a few minutes, recovering, then he sat up, got out of bed, and started putting his clothes back on. "I don't know what's going on with your ring, but that was pretty great." He finally said, pulling his shirt on. "If you want it, you can get my number from the bar. Give me a call any time."

She propped herself up on her elbows, "My husband gets back tomorrow. But he'll be gone all of next weekend." She said with a smile.

He smiled back. "I'm looking forward to it." And with that, he walked out of the room, and soon after, she heard the front door open and close.

She sighed, and fell back on the bed. She didn't even know his name, and she didn't care. The last thought in her head before she drifted off was that she'd have to make sure she washed the sheets in the morning....