Desires of a Housewife

3-The Stripclub

She stood in the middle of the dance floor looking like a curvaceous goddess. He found her there as soon as he arrived and had been watching her from across the room. He gazed at those perfect hips that seemed to sway with some primal rhythm that only she knew. Those delicious hips built to take a man between them and milk him dry of every ounce of his seed until he was nothing more than a mewling, quivering mass of goo.

The bluish-purple dress she wore suited her dark skin tone perfectly, hugging all those wonderful curves in the right places while still leaving enough to the imagination. He wanted to tear it off then bury himself deep inside what lay beneath, feel each contour of that velvety softness surrounding him like heaven on earth and once he got her alone, he wanted to give into those primal urges, forcing him to the edge of his seat to get a closer look at her.

He had been following her since she arrived, unable to break free from the trance that seemed to have a grip on him. She turned around and he sucked in a deep breath as those deep dark eyes settled right on him. Heat licked at his skin as she began making her way across the dance floor towards him. He wanted to stand up but remained seated out of fear that if he moved now, she would disappear just like a dream once he reached out for it.

She was flanked by two men that could only be described as bouncers because they stood close enough to her that anyone who got near her would feel their presence without being too obvious about it. The one closest to her leaned down and whispered something into her ear and she giggled, not once taking her eyes off of him. She made a show of bending down, allowing her dress to slip over her hips while she glanced back at him and winked.

The man standing next to her laughed and turned around, asking the DJ for another slow song. She left him standing at the DJ table and made her way to him...the one who couldn't take his eyes off of her. By that time she was already at his table, pulling him up by his hand. He stood up quickly, stumbling over his own feet as he tried to keep pace with her while they made their way to the dance floor. It wasn't very crowded so she pulled him close enough to feel every soft curve pressed against him and ran a hand down his chest seductively like she owned it and he found himself not minding at all. Once the music started playing and they began moving together, he knew that this woman would be trouble if he allowed himself to get involved but there was no stopping now. Her scents filled his nose until he could hardly hold in his excitement.

"How much for the night?" He whispered.

Her eyes glinted with mischief as she ground her hips into him. "For you? Nothing sugar, just a goodnight kiss at the end."

His voice came out a low growl, "lets go." He led her upstairs to the hotel above, hardly containing his need as their arousal filled the elevator with untenable desire. She stood to the side, trying to act aloof, but he could see she was just as turned on as he was.

He didn't recognize her but that didn't matter in the least bit. He was more than willing to go with whatever game she seemed intent on playing with him. She had all the time in the world, after all.

The closer she got to him, the harder is c**k became until it ached between his legs making him shift in his again just to accommodate that uncomfortable stiffness that threatened to burst through his pants. His eyes traveled up her body until they met hers again and this time, the ding of the elevator brought him crashing back down as he took her hand and led her down the hall to his suite. She pushed him onto the bed.

He felt his c**k harden to steel the moment she slowly licked her lips before standing back up, swaying her hips as she walked away from him. He stood up and for a brief second he could swear those dark eyes went black as night before returning to normal again.

"Enjoying the view?"

The sound of those husky words so close to his ear caused him to jump as heat raced through his loins. She laughed and took a seat next to him downing the glass of champagne on the table without breaking eye contact with him. His pulse was racing and he found it impossible to look away from those plump lips covered in dark black lipstick, her pearly white teeth glinting under her lips.

He was helpless as she walked up to him and he knew that he would do anything for her if only she would bend down again. When those full lips finally parted, his heart nearly stopped. Was this woman real or just a figment of his imagination brought about by too much lust and not enough s*x lately? Did it really matter?

She stood before him now, staring at him as if he were made of glass. He could feel the heat from her body without even touching it and all he could think of was how badly he wanted to take a deep whiff of her essence, hoping beyond hope that she smelled as good as she looked right at this moment. She c****d an eyebrow at him and motioned with a nod of her head to close the distance in a fury of passion.

Her presence was intoxicating and sent ripples of excitement throughout every inch of his body. He felt on edge as she approached him, those dark eyes sparkling like obsidian stones cut precisely to make those large beautiful gems that women wore as necklaces these days. She reached out for him; those smooth fingers wrapping themselves around his bicep as she got up and pushed him down, straddling his hips with hers.

She leaned down and inhaled appreciatively. Her breasts scraping gently across his chest. She ripped the shirt off of him, buttons popping fiercely and clattering to the floor as she ran her hands over his toned chest and down his body, unbuttoning his jeans and slipping them off. He was almost naked now, his body excited, taunt with anticipation as he felt the heat rising from between her legs. He couldn't take the tease anymore, grabbing her face he pulled her towards him, lips locked in a blaze of passion. Ripping her dress along the seams, he gasped as he took in her glory.

Her breasts were perfect ovals, the heavy bottoms with erect n*****s pushing forward proudly, he grabbed and palmed them, flicking his thumb over them. Her satisfied groan made him impossibly hard as he ground his erection up towards her core.

Unable to wait any longer, she pulled his hardon out of his boxers and pulled her thong to the side, sighing with relief as he filled her to the brink. Sliding her body up and down, her breasts bouncing gently, he could hardly contain his excitement as he groaned loudly.

“Yes, baby, yes, right there. Oh my God you are so fine.” His small grunts emboldened her to go faster and harder as she rode him, his hands roaming her beautiful body freely. Grabbing her ass, he flipped her over, pushing her face into the bed while he pulled her backside high in the sky. He fingered her backdoor gently before slipping into her once again, sending her to heaven, building the pressure between them while she arched her back and gripped the sheets.

“Faster!” She whispered, her voice husky and hoarse, serving to set his core alight as he obliged her requests.

He felt her clench, her silence was alluring and seductive as he concentrated on helping her ride her orgasm before he unleashed his own deep inside her.

Their content sighs filled the room as she rolled over.

“Come here baby…that was amazing!”

Kissing his wife gently, he smiled. “You are gorgeous as always, this was by far my favorite roleplay…whats up next week?”

Giggling she smacked his arm lightly before sighing into his lips. “Let’s figure it out tomorrow…for now, I believe I am owed my payment.” She winked as he kissed her passionately, yet gently and held her close to him as she drifted to sleep.