Speaker 1: Robert nursed his beer while getting agitated with each passing minute.
Speaker 1: He sat at a table alone while he focused his
Speaker 1: eyes on his middle aged wife cavorting with a black
Speaker 1: stranger across the room. They had been dancing for a
Speaker 1: while and didn't appear to be winding down. The music
Speaker 1: was Caribbean high life, with an appealing rhythm, infectious enough
Speaker 1: to make you on to leave your chair and join
Speaker 1: the crowd in the nightclub. Robert had two left feet
Speaker 1: and was incapable of doing anything beyond a twisted shuffle. Sara, however,
Speaker 1: was buoyaned and giddy and wanted to enjoy the evening
Speaker 1: while it lasted. The black stranger had appeared out of nowhere,
Speaker 1: ingenuously wrenched her from Robert's grasp and asked her to dance.
Speaker 1: Sarah went willingly, to Robert's amazement. Usually, she would have
Speaker 1: thought twice about letting herself be swayed by another man,
Speaker 1: especially as stranger. Sarah was too conservative of a wife
Speaker 1: to express any form of liberal mindedness victually when it
Speaker 1: came to having a good time. Except they were miles
Speaker 1: from home, this was as liberal as it gets. The
Speaker 1: black man was of average height and bore a slight
Speaker 1: paunch in his gut, his smile never once wavered as
Speaker 1: he spurnt Sarah around, and even Sarah couldn't stop gushing
Speaker 1: as she drew away slightly while swinging her hips before
Speaker 1: the black stranger grabbed her arm and pulled her into
Speaker 1: his embrace. They looked so happy with each other, almost
Speaker 1: the same as every other dancing couple around them. It
Speaker 1: would be a shame if Robert were to go over
Speaker 1: and end their union, which was what he had been
Speaker 1: contemplating for several minutes now. It was surprising to sit
Speaker 1: there and observe his wife, who he couldn't recall the
Speaker 1: last time she'd been so happy, so unconcerned about him
Speaker 1: or their immediate environment back home. It was a burden
Speaker 1: to entice Sarah to go out and have fun, regardless
Speaker 1: of the countless he gave her, including hall passes, to
Speaker 1: spend time with anyone she encountered, whether at her workplace
Speaker 1: or if any of her friends had the tamarear to
Speaker 1: set her up with a male friend. Never had she
Speaker 1: been persuaded enough to fall. She usually had plenty of
Speaker 1: excuses than take any piece of bait. Here. She was
Speaker 1: acting like nothing if such ever existed. Seeing her interact
Speaker 1: with her newfound black friend, one would assume she had
Speaker 1: always been a partying type of girl. Nothing about her
Speaker 1: past was prevalent here, not even her episcopalian background she
Speaker 1: inherited from her parents. To Robert, his wife was a
Speaker 1: completely different woman from the one he had been married
Speaker 1: to for the past decade. Robert drained his glass of
Speaker 1: scotch and was counting off numbers in his head before
Speaker 1: rising to his feet when he noticed Sarah and her
Speaker 1: partner stopped their dancing streak and were returning to his table.
Speaker 1: They stopped to briefly correspond. Robert had no idea whatever
Speaker 1: was discussed between them, and felt more nervous when Sarah
Speaker 1: burst into laughter and nodded her head. Whatever her head
Speaker 1: nodding meant, he knew he was about to find out.
Speaker 1: As they approach couched his table. Hi, honey, Sarah kissed
Speaker 1: his cheek before sitting down. You enjoyed watching us dance, Yeah,
Speaker 1: pretty much, said Robert. You looked good together. The black
Speaker 1: man pulled a chair and sat down, gasping from the
Speaker 1: energy he had expended on the dance floor. There was
Speaker 1: a ring of sweat around the torsa region of his
Speaker 1: t shirt. I'm sure going to need a bath when
Speaker 1: I get back to my room, he remarked. What floor
Speaker 1: in the hotel are you staying on, asked Robert on
Speaker 1: the fourth Sarah said, we're on the ninth. Don't worry,
Speaker 1: you can come shower in our suite instead. Robert's eyes
Speaker 1: flew wide open and blurted what Sarah looked at him,
Speaker 1: still sweating and bubbling with excitement. Her dress was drenched
Speaker 1: in sweat and her nipples poked against the fabric. Robert
Speaker 1: felt embarrassed that her black friend had probably noticed them too. Honey,
Speaker 1: I'm thinking Leon here can come over to our suite
Speaker 1: for a night cap, said Sarah. What do you say, Han, Honey,
Speaker 1: I don't think we should. Sure we can, Sarah interjected.
Speaker 1: Then Rose, come on, let's head back to the hotel.
Speaker 1: I'm fucking sweaty like a hippo. Write now. That was
Speaker 1: another thing that astounded Robert, hearing his wife utter the
Speaker 1: word fuck. Never had he caught Sarah mentioning that word before.
Speaker 1: She was prone to admonish him if ever he used
Speaker 1: that word in her presence. Something had definitely changed with her.
Speaker 1: Leon stood up and adjusted his shirt. Then Robert stood up,
Speaker 1: settled the bill for his drink, and then they headed
Speaker 1: back towards the hotel grounds, which wasn't far from the
Speaker 1: night club. Robert walked two steps behind Sarah and Leon,
Speaker 1: both continuing their chatter unmindful of his presence. Robert caught
Speaker 1: snatches of conversation, but nothing concrete beside the their laughter.
Speaker 1: He gasped when Leon slid his hand downward to pinch
Speaker 1: Sarah's butt. This Sarah, he knew, wouldn't have hesitated to
Speaker 1: smack him for his audacity. Instead, this Sarah didn't appear
Speaker 1: to mind. She even appealed for him to do it again,
Speaker 1: which he kindly repeated. Unbothered about Robert's tight gaze, Robert
Speaker 1: kept his distance as they entered the hotel and rode
Speaker 1: the elevator that deposited them on their floor. He assumed
Speaker 1: Sarah might change her mind, but then realized that wasn't so.
Speaker 1: As she led her black friend down the corridor towards
Speaker 1: their suite, she stopped and indicated to Robert to do
Speaker 1: the honors of opening the door for them. Robert swiped
Speaker 1: his card against the handle and invited them inside. Sarah
Speaker 1: took Leon into the bedroom and pointed to the bathroom.
Speaker 1: Leon kicked off his sandals and then discarded his shirt
Speaker 1: before disappearing inside. Sarah came into the living room and
Speaker 1: hugged Robert, who was stunned and still upset with the
Speaker 1: day's turn of events. Just what in the hell are
Speaker 1: you doing, Sarah? Well, isn't it obvious, she replied, still
Speaker 1: excited at her intentions. I cannot help myself, darling. I'm
Speaker 1: in the mood and I can't help myself any more.
Speaker 1: Robert watched her discard her clothes and stood half naked
Speaker 1: before him. The fuck are you intending on doing? For
Speaker 1: God's sake, this has to fucking stop. No can do, Robert.
Speaker 1: She picked up her clothes and dropped them on the
Speaker 1: nearest sofa. I'm going to fuck him, Robert, and you
Speaker 1: can either watch or sit here and mind your own.
Speaker 1: But that's what I'm about to do, see ya. Sarah
Speaker 1: blew him a kiss and a wave before returning to
Speaker 1: the bedroom. She opened the bathroom door and said ready
Speaker 1: or not, here I come, then slipped inside, but didn't
Speaker 1: bother to shut the door. Robert stood there in silent disbelief.
Speaker 1: He wanted to think what was happening wasn't happening, But
Speaker 1: then it was. It was sure as fire happening for real.
Speaker 1: He broke into a smile and pumped his fist into
Speaker 1: the air in victory. My god, he couldn't believe as
Speaker 1: Sarah was doing this, he had found a man who
Speaker 1: could break her will and remake her into the opposite
Speaker 1: of what she had always been. This was an incredible feat,
Speaker 1: and Robert felt the urgency to celebrate, but that would
Speaker 1: wait until everything was concluded. Robert resumed the alarmed look
Speaker 1: on his face and went to peep inside the bathroom.
Speaker 1: He heard Sarah moone and knew something was being done
Speaker 1: to her. He barely made out their feature from behind
Speaker 1: the fugged glass of the bathroom stall, but he saw
Speaker 1: enough that told him they had begun to fuck. He
Speaker 1: returned to the living room, and minutes later, Sarah and
Speaker 1: Leon bounded out of the bathroom, naked, cackling hilariously and
Speaker 1: dripping water. Leon stopped to lift Sarah off her feet
Speaker 1: and then carted her to the bed. Robert heard his
Speaker 1: wife's high laugh and knew she was about to have
Speaker 1: a great time. He waited patiently and listened as they
Speaker 1: got settled, then approached the doorway to see how things
Speaker 1: were going. He maintained a look of misery while bubbling
Speaker 1: with glee underneath his masked exterior. Sarah lay on the bed,
Speaker 1: squirming and throwing her head side to side, gasping while
Speaker 1: Leon gented his face into her pussy. Sara spasmed and
Speaker 1: made guttural noises while caressing Leon's head. Sarah looked towards Robert,
Speaker 1: but her eyes were so glazed with lest she barely
Speaker 1: saw him. Her mind had shot off on a rocket
Speaker 1: to another planet, leaving him to himself. Leon came up
Speaker 1: for air and edged between her spread thighs. Sarah lifted
Speaker 1: her pelvis towards his prick. As it brushed against her flesh.
Speaker 1: He wielded it, stroked it several times, then inched it
Speaker 1: into her vagina. Give it to me, babe, saramone seconds
Speaker 1: before she tensed up as he injected his manhood inside her.
Speaker 1: She remained tense for some seconds before gradually letting himself
Speaker 1: fall back on the bed. Her body unleashed a jerking
Speaker 1: frenzy as her pussy acclimatized to his girth. Leon leaned forward,
Speaker 1: only jerking his pelvis and thighs. His buttocks contracted each
Speaker 1: time he slid deep into her cunt. Sara's legs flew up,
Speaker 1: her toes nodded, and her face took on an anguished
Speaker 1: chin while her mouth ex held her cries. Leon adjusted
Speaker 1: himself to get better traction while maintaining his thrusts. Robert
Speaker 1: pretended to look angry while he was actually enjoying the action.
Speaker 1: Sara grabbed her spread thighs and maintained a gasping rhythm
Speaker 1: as Leon began pluing her pussy hard and fast. His
Speaker 1: prick guts soaked in her creamy juices the longer he
Speaker 1: fed her cunt. They later switched positions and he got
Speaker 1: Sara to ride him. Sarah felt relieved when this happened,
Speaker 1: as her breathing got better with time. She tried to
Speaker 1: keep up with his pace despite her awkward thrusts. It
Speaker 1: had been weeks, months, fuck no decades since the last
Speaker 1: time she felt this raunchy for sex. Sarah couldn't believe
Speaker 1: how incredible it felt all these years. She promised herself
Speaker 1: to make it up to Robert after tonight. My god,
Speaker 1: if I'm ever going to survive tonight. Sarah lost count
Speaker 1: of the multiple orgasms she suffered that night. The number
Speaker 1: faded from her mind as Leon fucked her every which
Speaker 1: way he could. Before he reached his own climax. He
Speaker 1: pulled out of her and ejaculated over her. But Sarah
Speaker 1: could barely lit herself off the bed. She was too
Speaker 1: drained to do anything. Leon took a moment to catch
Speaker 1: his breath before climbing off the bed. He tottered to
Speaker 1: his feet, swiped a thick pool of sweat from his face,
Speaker 1: and laughed at Robert. Looks like I've killed your bitch,
Speaker 1: he said. He went to relax in the living room
Speaker 1: while Robert went and got a handful of tissue to
Speaker 1: wipe seamen off Sarah's backside. Sarah had fallen asleep and
Speaker 1: barely knew what he had done. Robert shut the door
Speaker 1: and thanked Leon for the wonderful accomplishment. You aren't going
Speaker 1: to tell her about us, asked Leon later, as he
Speaker 1: struggled into his clothes. Maybe later I will, Robert said,
Speaker 1: But you can come by later tomorrow. Now you've gotten
Speaker 1: her hooked, I know she'll want to see you again.
Speaker 1: No problem, You know how to reach me in case,
Speaker 1: they shook hands and Leon left their sweet Robert got
Speaker 1: a drink out of the fridge to celebrate the monumental occasion.
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