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.... He kept kissing one breast and then the other, while I worked his belt open and started on his zipper. His cock was rock hard under the denim. Unable to get the zipper undone while his erection strained against his jeans, I rubbed against him through the fabric, feeling the heavy length of...

It was date night, so after dinner, my husband and I had gone to a show. The play was smart and sexy, and on our walk back to the car, I told Mr. B that our night so far had put me in an especially good mood. He tugged me closer to him and kissed me, a little more roughly than usual. “How good a...

...He collapsed on top of me, and I reveled in the feel of his hard muscles and sweat-soaked skin, his cock still inside me. I could feel little indentations on his back from where my nails had dug into him as we’d fucked. We laid like that, soaked in bliss, for a few moments, or maybe forever...

I could feel his eyes on me the second I stepped out of my car. I had dressed to be looked at today, wearing one of my husband’s favorite dresses and a pair of sexy heels. Mr. B. knew when I was getting ready tonight that my curiosity was aroused, and the kiss he’d given me as I’d left had...

We have the perfect double standard.