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The Proposition 1

Categories True Story, Cheating, Prostitution, Wife

Authror: Margossecret

Published: 19 February 2018

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Jake was the organizer of the conference I attended at the Joule Hotel in Dallas and, by chance, I sat at his table with 8 other people for lunch. I don't think we exchanged more than a couple sentences then, but later, before dinner, in the underground bar, he sat down with me.

He invited me to dinner and I accepted on the condition that we split the check. He was gracious enough to allow that. We have many things in common. Married, children and a shared interest in outdoor sports like skiing and indoor activities like theater and symphony. But you don't want to hear about that.

I did let him buy a bottle of some pretty expensive wine and I guess that was my mistake. Anyway, we were really hitting it off when he asked, "You know, we're having fun together. Wouldn't you like to join me in my room tonight?"

I was surprised. I didn't realize I had led him on so, but looking back I guess I had. I could feel myself reacting down below but still, I said, "No, No, I can't. I've never been unfaithful. You're an exciting man but I can't." It seemed like he accepted my reply and we chatted for a while longer. Then out of the blue, he said, "As a business proposition, you know the going rate here in Dallas is $400." He let that hang in the air while I tried not to spit out my wine from the shock.

"You've paid?" I asked. Suddenly, I had a whole different opinion of this otherwise charming man.

"A few times." I wondered what a few was. "But it is never as nice as with someone special like you." That was supposed to make me feel good?

Anyway we had some more very awkward conversation until suddenly, he said, "I would pay you $1000!" My jaw dropped, but I could feel that arousal again.

"A, a, thou.. really?"

"Really." Somehow that made me feel special. A better word would have been “vain.”

"I can't. I can't. I can't." I was trembling and it was obvious to him.

He didn't say anything.

"Oh my god. Oh my god."

A long silence.

"What ... What should I do?" I realized it wasn't the money that attracted me.

"Do you need to call home?"

"Oh my god. Oh. Uh. No. I mean, yes I do."

"Come to room 603 at 9:00. I'll be waiting. If you don't come, I'll understand, too."

I wandered up to my room, shaking. I had to call my babies and my husband. I still hadn't really made up my mind. I talked to them and tried to hide my state of mind, which I guess I managed to do.

After we hung up I tried to decide what to wear. I don't dress like a, oh my god, you know, a whore. But I found a shorter blue skirt and a nice soft white blouse. I took a quick shower being careful not to get my hair wet. As I stood in front of the mirror naked, brushing my hair, I was hoping I would please him. I looked at my body which was still unsullied and asked myself what I was thinking.

Then I slipped into some black pantyhose and a black push-up bra, pulled up my skirt and slipped into my blouse, leaving some nice cleavage showing, and stepped into some heels. For the fourth time I brushed my hair and I put on a little perfume, the same one I had at dinner. A couple minutes before 9, I grabbed my evening purse and headed for the elevator. I felt so conspicuous. I was grateful nobody saw me. They would not have known anyway, would they?

The door to 603 was ajar - held open by the safety latch - and I pushed it open tentatively. "Jake?"

"Hello, Emily, you look so wonderful!"

As he closed and latched the door I looked nervously around the elegantly appointed room. My eyes fixed on an envelope on the dresser that seemed very full.

"Oh my god!" I gasped as my hand went up to my mouth.

"It's all there. Put it in your purse." I was shaking again, and as I wedged it into my purse, tears ran down my cheeks.

Jake came over and brushed off the tears with his finger. "What am I supposed to do?" I asked.

"Don't worry. We have time." And he kissed me as he pulled our bodies together. His kisses were wonderful. Deep. Passionate. My whole body responded. Our tongues played delightfully.

Then he led me over to the sofa and we sat down to a bottle of wine. I didn't need any more but it was delicious and I took a few sips.

We started making out again - his hands wandering over my clothes and I found he had a wonderful erection in his trousers. I rubbed him there as he unbuttoned my blouse and slid it off, draping it over the back of the sofa. He was kissing my chest above my bra and I reached inside his zipper to stroke his hard through his jockeys. As my bra came off so did his belt and his pants fell open.

His lips took my nipple in and his bare cock was in my hand. That and this naughty situation were already starting an orgasm before he even touched me down below. I pulled away and knelt in front of him. "I read that at whore always gives a blow job!" and pulled his pants off.

"You're not a whore but you can give me one anyway." So I started licking his legs and then his testicles. The shaft of his penis was perfectly straight and larger than my husband's - oh god. Soon I had the shaft in my mouth and was making him moan, when he pulled me off. "I want something else first," he said playfully.

He stood me up in front of him and slid his hand up my skirt. He rubbed my sex through the pantyhose and my legs started to tremble. Before long, he slipped them off and pushed up my skirt. Soon his fingers were inside my vagina and he was licking the front of my lips. I arched my back and he had my clit on the tip of his tongue. This time I let my orgasm blossom, and that made his hand very wet.

I unzipped my skirt and let it fall - he took his hand away long enough to let it drop. At last we were both naked.

He leaned back and looked at me up and down. "You are a beautiful woman." I pushed him back on the sofa so he was laying there face up.

I put his penis in my mouth a couple more minutes and then climbed up and straddled him.

"I didn't have time to get condoms," I said.

"Me neither."

I held his cock straight up and positioned myself over it, using it to excite my clit. He put his fingers between my lips and rubbed me.

Then I put it at my opening and let myself down down, down, down over it. A fleeting thought told me this was the moment when I first cheated. But I was too aroused to change anything now. We both convulsed into faster and faster thrusting. He pushed up every time i slid down. We were both already close to orgasm and mine came first.

Jake held on as best he could but soon I could feel him throbbing and jets of his seed coated my insides. Over and over he thrusted and more and more seed came out. Even when he was spent he was able to push up inside me. His more flexible cock gave me another orgasm. I stayed there until his much-diminished organ popped out of me.

I collapsed on him and we immediately began kissing again. We got up and he led me over to the bed where he had already pulled down the covers. He laid me across the bed with my feet dangling off the bed and knelt between my legs. I was a mess but he started licking my legs clean, then beside my lips and then he was cleaning my lips inside with his tongue and oh god, oh god another orgasm shook me. That must have taken long enough because presently he climbed up over me and i felt his hard penis between my legs again.

He entered me and was squeezing my breasts and kissing me as we started our love making again. It felt so wonderful. Then he motioned me to turn over and I got on my knees and he entered me again - so very deeply. I didn't think I could have another orgasm but this did it for me and he still hadn't cum again.

I pulled away and turned him on his back and wrapped my mouth around his penis. This time we didn't stop until his salty juices filled my throat.

We made love one more time before we fell asleep exhausted. In the morning we took a shower together. We lathered each other’s bodies – that is so erotic, isn’t it – and I bent down and held the faucet handles so he could have me from behind again.

After that, I got dressed, went back to my room and mussed up the covers so it would look like I had slept there. I took an unneeded quick shower too. I’m sure the hotel staff has seen it all before but it embarrassed me to think they could figure out my own dirty secret.

I never gave Jake back his money but the next two nights were free. I spent the money in small bits. Every time I raided my stash, a tiny arousal began in my belly. One time after I bought some candy with it, I went into the ladies room, sat in the stall and very quietly treated myself to an orgasm.

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RandomRobbie — 20 February 2018 09:27
Actually rings true! Robbie.
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Actually rings true! Robbie.
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Lovely story.
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