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“You have been awfully quiet tonight pal,” my husband Edward said. Our drinks have just come and I was looking over the entree menu. “Something it is on your mind?”

I lowered the menu and looked into Edward’s blue grey eyes and tell him nothing. Nothing at all darling. Possibly I am little bit tired. The truth was yes something it does weigh heavy on my mind and it was my marriage to Edward and the recent affair I begin with his son Adam. Conflicting emotions surrounding me closing in like Gulag. I feel part shame guilt for I am betraying  man who adores me a man who has afforded my lifestyle most luxurious while other part of me is filled with excitement with lust with pleasure. Not for the sex truly not so much as in bed the son he cannot compare to the fathers  expert touch but rather for the feeling of power I have in Adam’s presence. Yes I enjoy fucking him , making him sex slave,  sex slave who bend to any whim I might have at that moment. A sex slave who when I command to kneel does so without moments hesitation because his lust for me it is so powerful.

The waiter was now at our table, first taking Edward’s order, “I’ll have the bone-in-rib-eye. Make sure it is cooked well done too huh pal. Last time I was here that damn thing it was still mooing. And,” he say as he is tapping his martini glass,” another one of these.”

The young man was pleasant enough meeting Edward’s demands with a simple yes sir.

After we finished our meal and two more drinks each we went to the theatre.

It was some silly musical that I found dreadfully irritating. So call men prancing like idiots making fools of themselfs.

“Just like the ballet back home huh pal,” Edward says jokingly.

“No” I said sternly taking little bit offense “this is nothing like Belorussian ballet.”

Riding back to our Penthouse Edward he is looking over at me eyes focusing with hunger on my breasts and  then moving up to my face. You know you are the sexiest most beautiful woman I have ever known he says taking my hand.

I am suddenly recalling our courtship and how I was drawn in to his gentlemanly old fashioned ways. I returned his gesture of affection squeezing firmly his strong hand.

When we arrived home, thankfully Adam was still out with friends.

My husband who goes to make us couple more martinis while I walk into our bedroom to undress.

Standing for a moment in front of the mirror I found myself admiring my body naked saved for sexy see through lingerie.

“God, you are something Jasmine,” Edward says taking me by surprise. “How about we save drinks for after?”

Lowering me onto the bed his hands on me savoring every inch of my supple flesh.

Mouths locked onto one another our tongues meeting as his big cock it enters me. My eyes closed as his rhythmic fucking took me to  edge of orgasm as then he explode deep inside me his powerful cum bathing core of my being in warmth.

Tangled now satiated in each others arms my head resting on his strong broad chest I hear in the distance a key turning in lock to front door. To my great alarm is Adam.

He has come home.

 

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