Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)
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				Title: <strong>Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>25-09-2019, 16:56:55</strong>
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				(https://cdn.xl.thumbs.canstockphoto.com/portrait-of-a-smiling-man-35-years-in-the-park-stock-images_csp24361450.jpg)<br><br>Chris Callington, a somewhat successful real estate agent for the past 10 years, pulled into the driveway and open garage of their modest middle class home at the end of the quiet neighborhood cul-d'sac, parking his SUV and grabbing his golf bag and shoes, having enjoyed an early morning round of golf with a few of his buddies as a relaxing way to kick off his 35th Birthday.&nbsp; Placing the golf gear in the corner, he locked the SUV and entered into the house through the garage, wearing his light blue short sleeve golf polo and tan UnderArmor Golf shorts.&nbsp; He was a bit fatigued, from one to many beers as well as the bright and scorching Florida sun.&nbsp; <strong>"Honey!?....Babe? I'm Home"</strong> he called out, not seeing his wife Nichole , assuming she was up in the bedroom.&nbsp; Looking at his watch, it was just past 2:00 PM, as his stomach reminded him he was way over due for lunch with a loud grumble, easily deciding he would make a ham and cheese sandwich to hold him down until dinner. He could hear his wife's faint voice from upstairs laughing, so he assumed she was on the phone and would be down shortly.&nbsp; Chris' own fun buzzed with a text, a group message notification from Brandon, who was giving Chris shit for the awful round of golf he had.&nbsp; Though he didn't play as much as he used to, he did enjoy the game even though he often played poorly.&nbsp; It was always better to be out with the guys playing golf than sitting around the house with the wife, which certainly got mundane at times.&nbsp; <br><br>Truth of the matter was that much of his life had grown a bit stale and mundane, through no fault of his or Nicole's, and both of them agreed on this aspect, and attributed it to, well just how married life was.&nbsp; Their Love for one another was always strong, but the sparks, the butterflies and romance, had faded after 6 years of marriage.&nbsp; Work consumed them both at times, making quality time together sparse.&nbsp; Intimacy lacked, and unless they both had been drinking, was usually bland, boring and over in 10 minutes.&nbsp; Both wish this wasn't the case, but they also realized for what it was, just a quick way to get off and orgasm, more as a stress release.&nbsp; Over the years Chris, as many men often do, turned to Porn as his stress outlet, and would often use subtle hints in the bedroom to try or explore some of the things he watched.&nbsp; &nbsp;Sometimes Nicole was receptive to certain things, other times she shot them down with a hard "NO".&nbsp; Some things spice up their sex life for a few weeks, but it always came full circle to the bland, boring sex.&nbsp; Chris thought that's just how Nichole was, and sometimes she seemed receptive to things, breaking down her walls and really letting her sexual being out just didn't seem in her nature.&nbsp; He had come to accept it, after all, he married her for the beautiful being she was, inside and out.<br><br>As he made his way into the den to watch the second half of his favorite college football team game, he heard Nicole ending the phone call as she descended the steps from the foyer and head into the Kitchen.&nbsp; Chris lowered the volume on the game, before his wife had a chance to nag him about it.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey Hun.&nbsp; Fixed myself a quick bite to eat so I could catch the end of this Florida State game.&nbsp; I'll shower in a few when its over."</strong> he smiled up at her, taking a swig of his beer and polishing off the remaining bite of his sandwich as the game took a break from the action for a timeout and commercials.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>26-09-2019, 02:43:35</strong>
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				Nicole -- Nikki -- Callington might not have had it <em>all</em>, but she had it made.&nbsp; At 31, the marketing manager at a prominent software startup company was poised for success whether the rumors of a pending acquisition by an industry behemoth were true or not.&nbsp; Any ambitious professional could aspire to little more than to be a part of something with so much energy, promise, and potential -- And a near six-figure income didn't hurt either.&nbsp; Sure, the role dictated long hours, consistent travel, and no shortage of odd-hour meetings, but that was the price of success.&nbsp; Besides, she and Chris had plenty of aspirations in life -- and most all of them required more money than they had.<br><br>The decision to pour more of herself into work than the marriage hadn't been a conscious one for Nikki, but it had come at roughly the same time as her husband's own resignation to the stagnation that seemed boilerplate for any marriage beyond its fifth year.&nbsp; Encroaching upon ten, the young woman had resigned herself to the simple fact that this was the way life was.&nbsp; Was that really so bad?&nbsp; The walls of their home were overflowing with love.&nbsp; Passion, on the other hand, was in short supply.<br><br>Still, today was a special day.&nbsp; That aforementioned affection drove Nikki to take the half-day, and with that extra time she'd set about preparing an extra-interesting evening for her husband.&nbsp; Maybe somewhere deep down she was even hoping to evoke an impassioned response from Chris.&nbsp; This was his day, and she had learned by now not to set herself up for disappointment with expectations of anything beyond their typical dinner-and-drinks followed closely by bed.&nbsp; Sex might happen, but even if it did, it'd be the <em>same old</em>.<br><br>She heard Chris emerge into the house and wasted no time in shimmying back out of the dress she was wearing.&nbsp; It'd been a gift from her husband years ago, and a mild fluctuation in weight dictated that she hadn't worn it in a little while.&nbsp; It fit like a <em>dream</em> now -- even better than it had before -- and so she was plenty giddy to roll it into their evening adventure.&nbsp; Moments later, Nikki was aglow as bare feet thumped quietly into the hardwood floor of their ground level.&nbsp; Dressed down in shorts and a tangerine tee, she 'rounded the stairs' railing and approached her husband from the side.<br><br><em>"Hey,"</em> she greeted, soft brown eyes aglow whilst tendrils of chestnut, waist length, were a messy shroud about her shoulders.&nbsp; Moments later, and she latched arms 'round her husband's shoulders, giving him a quick hug so as not to obscure his view of the game.&nbsp; On any other day, she might've found something to complain about, but today was his to do with as he pleased, and some part of her found relief in simply making it about him.<br><br>Rather than draw out the surprise, she opted to withdraw her phone, thumbing and swiping before gently leveling its screen in front of him so as to display the selfie she'd snapped not five minutes ago in their bedroom.<br><br><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/WCzHpfm.jpg)</div><br><em>"Thinkin' I might wear this tonight.&nbsp; What'cha think?&nbsp; And have you decided where you wanna go yet?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>26-09-2019, 18:15:31</strong>
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				<strong>"Hey Babe!"</strong> he shot back enthusiastically, reluctantly taking his eye off the game for a few seconds to look at Nikki's phone, which was purposely put infant of his nose to obscure the view.&nbsp; Chris did a double take, not recognizing the dress at first, as his eyes widen and jaw slowly dropped.&nbsp; <strong>"Wow....Damn Babe, you look Amazing! Is that the Dress I bought for you like 5 years ago, to wear for New Years Eve, and it never got worn?&nbsp; I thought it didn't fit?"</strong> he said bewildered, the photo proving otherwise, indicating that it fit like a glove, and hugged her tightly in all the right spots, as he reached for the phone to take in the mesmerizing picture of his wife.&nbsp; Seeing her in something like that was rare, and he wanted to soak it all in before she took the phone back.<br><br>Then it hit him like a ton of bricks, that he was supposed to come up with plans for them to celebrate his birthday.&nbsp; He had brushed it off all week long, and had forgotten to make reservations at their favorite restaurant.&nbsp; It was probably too late to do so now. <em>Shit!</em> he murmured silently to himself.&nbsp; <strong>"Yea....Um...We can pick up something, or order delivery and then I was thinking go out for drinks?&nbsp; Someplace with good music and energy like when we first started dating."</strong> he smiled&nbsp; "Besides, if your wearing that dress, I don't want to waste it at a stuffy restaurant. Rather see you working it out on the dance floor!" he grinned as he playfully reached his hand on to her round ass and gave it a playful flirtatious squeeze.&nbsp; <strong>"Sound Good?"</strong>&nbsp; He envisioned how stunning she was going to look tonight, turning heads with her makeup on point, her gorgeous brown hair styled and a pair of whatever hot heels she had in mind.&nbsp; He was eager to celebrate his big 35th birthday now more than ever.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>27-09-2019, 04:32:13</strong>
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				<em>"It might be,"</em> Nikki answered with no shortage of humor in her tone, brown eyes alight.<br><br>By the time Chris took her phone away, Nikki split a devious sort of grin.&nbsp; At this point, it wasn't as though she had anything overtly deviant in mind.&nbsp; The dress had been a gift years ago, and while she'd never been <em>big</em>, she'd been just a little too large for it to feel <em>comfortable</em> way back then.&nbsp; <br><br>In the years since, Nikki had spent a lot of time in the gym.&nbsp; More importantly, a newfound confidence had given her a glimmer and glow that transposed rather effectively to most any outfit.&nbsp; That this one had ancillary nostalgia value only made it more apparent.&nbsp; Utterly satisfied with the birthday boy's reaction, she shifted a little closer, making it easier for his arm to find its way around her and his hand to settle upon the taut but supple curvature of her ass.<br><br>Dancing?&nbsp; Her ears perked up, and that glimmer intensified tangibly within her gaze.&nbsp; Intrigued at the proposition of dancing -- which they hadn't done in months -- she tilted her head as if she expected some sort of catch.&nbsp; When no such caveat came, she simply shook her head.&nbsp; Mildly dumbfounded and positively delighted, the young woman simply grinned.<br><br><em>"Sounds amazing.&nbsp; Are you sure this's what you want to do with your birthday?"</em><br><br>Not one to question a gift horse, Nikki eventually accepted his wishes.&nbsp; <em>"Why don't you clean up, and I'll make reservations someplace?&nbsp; We can grab a quick bite, then hit the downtown scene?"</em>&nbsp; Downtown was littered with clubs, bars, and just about everything else they could hope for.&nbsp; She had no doubt that simply wandering around would lead them to no shortage of good times.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>27-09-2019, 16:24:55</strong>
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				The devious grin seemed etched on Nikki's lips for quite some time, and Chris took note of it.&nbsp; It was almost as if she was just as, if not more eager, to go out to celebrate his 35th Birthday.&nbsp; Or perhaps she was just as stressed and wanted to drink and dance the night away.&nbsp; And it was the perfect excuse for her to wear the dress she was in love with but didn't have the confidence to wear up until now.<br><strong>"I'm absolutely sure Hun!&nbsp; Been dying to see you in that dress!" </strong>he smiled!&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Plus, it has been ages since we let loose and been out on the town. Hell I don't even know where to go, it's been so long! I'll leave it all up to you!"</strong> he smiled, stood up give his wife a soft kiss on the lips and excused himself upstairs, once his football game ended.<br><br>The hours slowly passed, decided to shave, shower and then settled on a pair of dark denim jeans, gray button down with some loafers to pair with his chosen outfit of the night.&nbsp; Nothing too casual, but comfortable.&nbsp; He neatly brushed his hair,&nbsp; sprayed a few sprays of his and his wife's favorite cologne,Yves Saint Laurent, and checked his appearance in the mirror.&nbsp; <strong>"Babe I'm out of the shower"</strong> he called, allowing Nikki her turn to Shower and get ready.&nbsp; Realizing this could take her about an hour, he stepped out, to put gas in the car and stop at the ATM for some cash. He hoped by the time he returned she would be close to being done, but one could never tell.&nbsp; As most married men knew, or learned the hard way, rushing a wife to hurry up certainly almost always instinctively made them take longer, out of spite.<br><br>Chris returned about 40 minutes later, with a full tank of Gas and enough cash to last them the night.&nbsp; He almost had butterflies, which amused him, because although he had been married for quite some time, they hadn't had a date night in the longest time.&nbsp; Ordering Pizza and watching the latest Netflix special, or going to see a movie here and there didn't qualify as a real date, but as of late thats all the couple managed to do when they did have the rare moments of quality time together.<br><br><strong>"Hun I'm back.&nbsp; Almost ready?"</strong> he called up the foyer stairs which lead to the bedrooms. He glanced at his watch it was just after 7:00PM. He stood with anticipation and excitement, waiting not only for a positive response from his wife, but anxious to see her in the dress.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>27-09-2019, 19:17:46</strong>
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				Sure enough, Nikki returned the kiss with a delighted smile, brown eyes flaring beneath neatly plucked brows.&nbsp; Though there were still trepidations in here about all this -- it felt unfair somehow -- she wasn't about to question it.&nbsp; More and more, the complexities of their marriage made it easier for her to take <em>yes</em> for an answer even when nagging doubt suggested she not.&nbsp; She busied herself doing a bit of Googling and texting in search of recommendations for the evening, and by the time Chris announced that he was finished, she was ready for her own shower.&nbsp; She passed him in their bedroom with a wry and mischievous smile, but if pressed she'd offer up not one sliver of detail about where they were headed.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><em>"Gimme five,"</em> she returned. <br><br>It was fifteen minutes later before Nikki made her appearance.&nbsp; Her slender form bounced with tangible excitement as she hustled down the stairway in bare feet.&nbsp; Just as the photo she'd teased earlier suggested, the dress fit her like a dream; from its dipping neckline and emphasis on her supple cleavage to the way it flaunted her long and slender legs.&nbsp; A pair of black heels dangled by the straps looped through fingertips of her left hand whilst the right touched up a smudge of crimson on the corner of her mouth as she paused in front of the mirror in their foyer.&nbsp; Satisfied, she set the strappy heels down and looped a foot into each one, teasing fingertips through mid back-length locks of chestnut once she was upright again.&nbsp; The couple inches her heels added gave her a slight height advantage of her husband, but that never bothered her.&nbsp; She grinned playfully to him.<br><br><em>"You're gonna dance with me, right?"</em>&nbsp; She teased, grin splitting to bear the flawless whites of her teeth.<br><br><em>"We're eating at Mario's,"</em> she divulged with a flare of the eyes.&nbsp; It was relatively new; a trendy little italian spot conveniently close to several hotspots for nightlife downtown.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>27-09-2019, 21:24:36</strong>
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				Chris stood in awe, it was rare times like this where he knew he absolutely hit the jackpot marrying the most stunning woman on Earth.&nbsp; When she was all dolled up it was easy to see she was out of his league, but she made him feel like he wasn't, and he loved her for it!<br><strong>"Damnnnnn Baby!" </strong>he playfully let out a cat call whistle as he grabbed the keys to the SUV and they made their exit to the garage.&nbsp; <strong>"Of course I'm gonna dance, If I remember how...Just need a few drinks in my system and I'm ready to go!."</strong> he teased, poking a bit of fun at himself.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Think you can still hang with me on the dance floor like old times?"</strong> he joked, biting his lip subconsciously as he couldn't take his eyes off his wife, as she climbed into the passenger side of the SUV, her dress rising up from the way her legs swung into the car.&nbsp; <br><br>The Drive to Mario's was a quick 20 minute trip downtown, a cozy, yet trendy Italian spot that had been open a few months.&nbsp; The food was moderately priced, but top notch in quality, as were the glasses of wine the two shared.&nbsp; Feeling a slight buzz as they finished the last of the wine, and table cleared, Chris slipped enough cash in the waitresses' book for the meal and tip.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"So Gorgeous, what's next on the list?"</strong><br>His foot brushed up against her calf under the table as he blew her a kiss. Her intoxicating perfume had his sensors salivating, wishing he was closer, eager to have drinks and enjoy the evening with his better half. <strong>"Ready to get out of here?"</strong>&nbsp; Chris was excited to be out and about with his trophy wife. Though he didn't look at her as a real trophy wife, her confidence somehow boosted his own self confidence, and he couldn't help but crack a smile as other men checked her out as they exited the restaurant arm in arm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>03-10-2019, 00:29:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a5/6f/76/a56f769d9682b82bfdceab7eb94bebc8.jpg)</div><strong>Richard Monaco</strong> was a little drunk. Or better, half drunk. But it wasn't his fault. <em>It's not my damn fault</em> he told himself, sipping from his third tumbler in something more than one hour. He wasn't a strong drinker and the all that bourbon was making him feel tipsy. But Nick, one of his best friends, was supposed to join him about one hour ago, so he'd been waiting, waiting, and then waiting some more. <em>It's Nick's fault if I drank too much, what was I supposed to do? Sit on my stool and get nothing from the bar, hoping no one noticed me?</em> he smiled. Then of course Nick texted him to cancel, begging for forgiveness, because he had finally made peace with his ex girlfriend Jeannie and was spending the evening, and hopefully the night too, with her. In a way, he envied Nick, because Jeannie - who seemed to bounce from girlfriend to ex and back a little bit too often - was smoking hot, but she was also as nice as a praying mantis. On cocaine. <em>Good luck to you, my friend.</em> He took another swig. <em>May you one day find love and peace in Jeannie's merciless mandibles.</em><br><br>Luckily enough he liked the place, so the long fruitless wait hadn't been too boring. <strong>Club Aurora</strong>, good name for the place. It wasn't huge, but not too small either. It was a welcoming place, with good music both from live bands and DJ sets, affordable drinks and a friendly staff. The two owners were both ex musicians, who managed to settle down at the apex of their modest, but still interesting, career. Their experience in the scene showed in how choosy they were in picking artists for their place. That evening for example: a small electro swing band, young and eager to please, full of enthusiasm and groove. They were playing with passion and they were really good. Richard was nodding his head to the music and tapping his fingers on the counter, trying to follow the drummer, but it wasn't easy. He tried to learn the piano when he was younger, took classes for a few years, but he never managed to get really good at it. He turned on his stool to have a better look at the tiny stage. The smattering of tables around the Club Aurora was nearly full, couples and small groups, chatting or listening intently to the music. In front of the band, people danced. Most of them were around his age, involved or interested in the indie scene, and he even knew more than a few of them. <em>When I'm done drinking, I'll join them and dance the bourbon away</em> he decided, rubbing his beard, at the sight of a couple of remarkably attractive girls in the small crowd.<br><br>The girl singing in the band, too. She was beautiful, eyes shining with passion, glossy lips almost touching the mic. She was singing their curious arrangement for <strong>Diamonds are a girl's best friends</strong> and wow, she was nailing it. <em>I wonder how would it be, sleeping with a singer. Dating a singer. Maybe she's single, who knows?</em> He started to fantasize about their hypothetical hot date, her perfect lips on his skin, her husky voice moaning and gasping, and all the rest, then had to stop daydreaming because he felt he was staring at her like a creep. <em>Damn, it's been too long since I had a girlfriend myself...</em> he took a sip from his glass, watching as the Club Aurora was getting more crowded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>04-10-2019, 00:50:54</strong>
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				As one might've predicted, dinner was fantastic.&nbsp; Sure, the pair were <em>out and about</em>, taking in a sliver of a lifestyle they hadn't really immersed themselves in for years, but there was another sort of energy looming over the evening.&nbsp; The night was pregnant with possibility, and for once Nikki found herself thinking that maybe -- just maybe -- they might manage to inject a little excitement into their marriage after all.&nbsp; From lingering smiles, easy conversation, and footsie over a couple glasses of wine to the occasional innuendo, things were feeling flirt -- and she loved it.<br><br>The conversation was easy and fun; from lighthearted joking to an in-depth discussion on their mutual career trajectories.&nbsp; The floodgates were opening, and along with them came a rush of enthsiasm.&nbsp; As time -- and wine -- passed, her smile grew easier and easier, lingering on her husband as opposed to wandering with curiosity as it often did.&nbsp; All told, they spent a couple hours at Mario's, and by the end Nikki's cheeks were perpetually flush whilst the toe of her left heel was sprawled far enough out to rock almost continuously against Chris's.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Mmm, I was thinkin'..."</em>&nbsp; Trailing off, Nikki withdrew her phone from the small black handbag she was carrying.&nbsp; It was the first time she'd withdrawn it that whole meal which was unique in and of itself.&nbsp; Thumbing through a list of nearby places, she split a small grin.<br><br><em>"I was thinking about this place,"</em> she remarked, twisting her phone around to display the cozy looking little club set in a nondescript downtown brick-and-mortar that had been thoroughly updated as a part of the city's <em>urban revitalization</em> effort.&nbsp; She'd actually heard about the venue from a couple coworkers.&nbsp; Its emphasis on <em>good music</em> set it apart from the venues more popular with raging kids; while its target market was more in line with the stable twenty or thirty-something who didn't mind spending a little extra on drinks in exchange for purest <em>vibe</em>.&nbsp; Nikki's eyes flared, ruby-etched lips pursing, as she waited a moment for her husband to digest.<br><br><em>"You game?"</em>&nbsp; Mischievous as ever, she gauged her husband carefully, and provided there was no dispute, she'd promptly latch hands with him so that they could go, hand-in-hand a whopping two blocks down to find the outside of <strong>Club Aurora</strong> advertised by nothing more than a low-key embossed metal sign.&nbsp; Its doors were open, guarded by a lone bouncer, whilst a heavy bass beat carried out onto the sidewalk where a short line of potential patrons patiently waited.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"This doesn't look so bad,"</em> Nikki teased, squeezing her husband's hand whilst those heels clicked on the concrete beneath.&nbsp; <em>"So are you still gonna dance with me?"</em>&nbsp; Grinning, she leaned into him, lifting her chin and taking the opportunity to peck his mouth with a quick smooch; provided he allowed it.&nbsp; Venturing outside of their box had left the young woman feeling more than a little playful.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>04-10-2019, 15:27:47</strong>
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				Chris was clueless as to the happening and trendy nightlife downtown.&nbsp; It had been 6 or 7 years since he had gone out to the coolest of cool spots to be, the spots that an occasional celebrity might pop up at if they were in town.&nbsp; Since being married, his nights out often only consisted of happy hour beers at the local Distillery or bar for happy hour, and the rare night out at one of his guy friend's basement poker get-to-gethers.&nbsp; "Yea that looks like a cool spot" he said nonchalantly as his wife and him walked hand in hand, Nikki with a bit more speed and pep in her step.&nbsp; Chris didn't mind the short walk, and would shoot glances down at the way Nikki swayed her hips and the way her steps were provocative and fierce in the heels.&nbsp; The heel clicks on the pavement signaled to the public that a confident, fierce woman was approaching, and she looked every bit of it in that black dress tonight.&nbsp; Their meshed grip of each other's palms and fingers interlaced gave him a warm feeling inside, though that was possibly partially caused by the wine from Mario's as well.<br><br><strong>"Of course I'll dance....But need a drink or two first"</strong> he smiled, returning her affection with a soft subtle kiss as they entered into <strong>Club Aurora </strong>after a short wait in line, the bouncer waving them in without checking their IDs, a sign that told them they were older than the average patrons inside.&nbsp; The band currently playing funky/electro renditions of some reggae classics, had a good amount of people all ready on the dance floor.&nbsp; They paused and took in the sights and sounds.&nbsp; Two full length bars on either side of the large dimly lit dance floor were in full swing, the back wall roped off seemed to be couches and a lounge area for VIP guests, or perhaps just an area that was on hold until the venue got packed.&nbsp; Chris began to nod his head to the rhythm playing, looking at the least packed part of the bar to squeeze into and order drinks.&nbsp; He took the lead, leading Nikki through the edge of the dance floor to the end of the bar, where a pretty young blonde bartender, hair up in a bun and a cropped black T-shirt with <strong>Club Aurora</strong> printed on it, was swiping a creditcard, nodded at Chris.&nbsp; His eyes fell immidatldly to her cleavage and the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra under the shirt.&nbsp; He quickly smiled back at her, and leaned in to ask his Wife what she wanted to drink.<br><br>Ordering her drink, and a Rum &amp; Coke for himself, he leaned against the bar, pulled his wife gently into him as they gazed out on the dance floor.&nbsp; &nbsp;It struck him that most of the crowd seemed to be about 10 years younger than himself, he wondered if he would stick out dancing.&nbsp; But he also knew when he had drinks in his system, he wouldn't care.&nbsp; &nbsp;Leaning into Nikki's ear, he spoke directly into it over the loud bass vibrations. <strong>"Thank you for a lovely evening so far babe.&nbsp; Reminds me of the good ol' days when we used to party like crazy.&nbsp; And I'm so lucky to&nbsp; be married to the hottest woman in the club"</strong> he smiled, feeling a bit cheesy for saying it, but he sincerely meant it.&nbsp; Nikki's enthusiastic smile and attitude the whole night was a bit unfamiliar to Chris, though very welcoming,&nbsp; and if he didn't know any better, he would have thought it was <em>HER</em> birthday they were celebrating. Nikki's playful and flirtatious demeanor, and eagerness for a fun time, was something he hadn't seen in his wife in quite sometime.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>05-10-2019, 00:45:24</strong>
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				From their moment of entry, the music seemed to swim through Nikki's body; from the happy-go-lucky bob of her head to an instinctive and immutable sway of their hips.&nbsp; It was enough that, as they reached the bar hand in hand, she was already sort of dancing into him, rocking playfully into his side only to give a gentle grind against his hip.&nbsp; They squeezed into the bar together, and still her attention was split between Chris and the crowd.&nbsp; This place was, after all, <em>excellent</em> people-watching, and Nikki had always enjoyed that.&nbsp; No matter how distracted, she certainly noticed her husband's preoccupation with the cute bartender and the assets she flaunted.&nbsp; Months ago, such a thing would've incited all kinds of insecurity in his wife.&nbsp; Tonight?&nbsp; She just laughed.<br><br><em>"I'll take a vodka cran,"</em> she called out above the pulsing sounds of the bar, taking a moment to meet the blonde's gaze.&nbsp; She didn't at all strike Nikki as Chris's <em>type</em>, and the insight -- even if it was simply that he was drawn to cleavage -- was one for which she was grateful.&nbsp; With an arm snugging up around her husband's back, front nuzzled into him, she allowed herself to once again look over the modest but packed crowd, meeting eyes with the occasional stranger and smiling back.&nbsp; She'd felt eyes on her already, and it was oddly empowering.&nbsp; Granted, she was plenty used to attracting male attention, but she rarely felt as though she was dressed to <em>ask</em> for it.<br><br>Tonight was a little different; even if she'd only dressed this way for Chris.<br><br><em>"Hopefully it hasn't been too bad,"</em> she mused, fluttering lids parting to turn attentive brown orbs down onto his.&nbsp; <em>"I tried to get some weed, but it turns out all the drug dealers I knew in college have either gone straight or gone to prison."</em>&nbsp; She just grinned, leaving it to him to decide whether or not she was joking.<br><br><em>"You're right you are,"</em> she prodded back at his remark about being lucky.&nbsp; Hand clenched around his far shoulder, she gave a squeeze.&nbsp; <em>"Now, you better get whatever liquid courage you need, 'cause I'm dancin' soon."</em><br><br>As if on cue, the blonde interrupted them with a smile and two cocktails.&nbsp; Nikki took hers, then offered it to her husband in a quick but intimate toast, leaning in close.&nbsp; <em>"Happy birthday, babe."</em>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>05-10-2019, 04:46:21</strong>
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				Handing Nikki her vodka and cranberry, she took a huge gulping sip before he could even find the straw and take a sip of his.&nbsp; Yet he almost spit out his sip as Nikki mentioned she tried to score some weed from people she knew back in college.&nbsp; His face turned serious for a moment, scrunching his face. <strong>"Wait, What?&nbsp; &nbsp;You tried to get Weed?</strong>" he said baffled, as he thought she had given that up a while ago, though he knew of her pot smoking days from college and less than a handful of times when they started dating.&nbsp; He studied her gaze, feeling gullible as she didn't hint at joking, but Nikki was as sarcastic as they came. Finally Chris just shook his head and laughed it off.&nbsp; She is definitely trying to have the time of her life he thought, and why shouldn't she.<br><br>He quickly caught up, downing half his drink in a few sips, as a DJ took over to give the band a 20 minute break, spinning upbeat dance rhythms.&nbsp; As he started to loosen up, and enjoy people watching, he allowed Nikki to sway her hips and ass against him, matching her movements and dancing behind her.&nbsp; Her scent was intoxicating, as were her moves.&nbsp; Subtle but ultra sexy, as she knew how to wine her hips, arch her back, flick her hair over her shoulder, with a look back over her shoulder, flirtatious grin on her lips and lust in her eyes.&nbsp; As Chris finished off his drink, he pushed up against his wife's ass more firmly, beginning to get aroused slightly, his brain whirring with a buzz.&nbsp; Somehow they had inched their way on to the dance floor away from the bar.&nbsp; Nikki's moves began to draw the attention of all the men on the dance floor, Chris could tell they were a bit envious, but weren't shy about checking her out.&nbsp; Even a few cell phone discretely took quick video of her dancing, but Chris felt it was harmless.<br><br>Leaning in, Chris brushed the hair from her neck.&nbsp; <strong>"Don't work it to hard baby, I don't think the kids in here can handle seeing you strut your stuff"</strong> he teased her, kissing her neck softly, and checking to see how she was doing on her drink.&nbsp; Normally she took baby sips, but she was nearly done with her drink as well.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Thirsty Much?"</strong> he teased her.&nbsp; "<strong>I finished mine too. Want another drink Hun?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>05-10-2019, 05:34:42</strong>
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				Nikki's grin just flared.&nbsp; She'd never give Chris a straight answer on whether or not she'd tried to get anything <em>extra</em> for the evening's festivities.&nbsp; That mystery, like so many other elements of their evening out, channeled the excitement and intrigue that highlighted the early years of their relationship.&nbsp; The notion that they could relive it had seemed so surreal when she'd yearned for the past, yet here they were.&nbsp; To further the effect, her head -- and whole body -- were warm with a gentle buzz; such that the music seemed to coalesce around the pair of them.&nbsp; It'd been so long since Nikki had <em>felt</em> the music like this, and to share it with her now-husband?&nbsp; Well, that was a unique treat unto itself.<br><br>It didn't take the pair long to find their way out onto the dance floor.&nbsp; A drink in one hand, backside turned to Chris, Nikki undulated to the Caribbean-inspired beat whilst the admittedly attractive lead singer paid homage to the great Bob Marley in a medley that touched on almost every hit as well as a few more impactful deep tracks.&nbsp; Oblivious to the attention she was drawing from some of the young men around them, the heel-clad 31-year old was simply immersed in enjoying herself.&nbsp; The very fact that no one here was likely to know them made it easier to indulge a little deeper than she might've otherwise; from the wanton smiles she frequently turned back to her husband to the lewd manner in which her supple backside swayed in its side-to-side grinds against him.<br><br><em>"Maybe I'll teach 'em somethin',"</em> she answered when challenged, her rhythm slowing to a gentle sway as she turned in place and latched one arm around her husband's neck.&nbsp; Half-hanging from him, she sipped down what lingered of her drink, and then upon his offer she'd hand it over -- but not before bracing his collar.&nbsp; With a surprising degree of grace, Nikki reached down, plucking the left heel from her foot and then its sister.&nbsp; She handed the pair to him by their straps, then grinned sheepishly.<br><br><em>"Will you set these someplace out of the way for me?&nbsp; Maybe your gal at the bar can stash 'em?"</em>&nbsp; A fiendish wink followed, and then Chris's barefoot wife twisted away, dancing back into the crowd.&nbsp; At this point she was focused on little more than immersing herself in the music.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>05-10-2019, 06:41:46</strong>
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				Chris hesitated when she handed him the heels and slowly danced her way back to the dance floor.&nbsp; He wanted another drink. One more strong one would have him dancing right along with his wife, but She on the other hand seemed loose enough, and didn't need another drink. He was afraid that more alcohol would lead her carefree spirit to be sloppy drunk. On the other hand, she hadn't stumbled or acted as if she needed to be cut off, and if he returned with out a drink for her, it might cause an argument.&nbsp; The very last thing he wanted or needed on his Birthday night was to be fighting with Nikki.<br><br>He shook his head, with a sheepish grin when asked to take the heels to "his gal" at the bar.&nbsp; Guess his subtle glances earlier at the blonde bartender were not so subtle after all, realizing Nikki had noticed.&nbsp; He nodded, and turned, weaving between patrons to return to the dark corner of the bar.&nbsp; He flagged the bartender down, asked for two more drinks as they had previously ordered, and asked favorably if she could stash the expensive pair of heels for him.&nbsp; He tipped her generously for her kindness.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><strong>"Sorry Hun, were out of Cranberry, it'll be a moment until I get restocked."</strong> the blonde bartender flashed a fake frown, and apologized, and went about making other drinks while she waited for the mixers to be replenished.&nbsp; Chris sighed, turned towards the dance floor, elbows leaning back on the bar.&nbsp; He scanned the crowded dance floor for signs of Nikki.&nbsp; She was nowhere to be seen, even as Chris stretched his neck and looked everywhere.&nbsp; She couldn't have gone far, perhaps to the bathroom.&nbsp; The dance floor had gotten crowded since they arrived an hour or so ago, so she could still be where he left her, his view was just blocked.<br><br><strong>"Here you Go Sweetie!"</strong> the blondes voice broke Chris' concentration on the dance floor a few minutes later, as he turned around, retrieved both drinks and smiled.<br><strong>"I made them a little stronger this time since you had to wait"</strong> she smiled and winked at him.<br><br><strong>"Awesome, Thank You!"</strong> Chris nodded and smiled, sipping his rum &amp; coke.&nbsp; <em>Woah....she wasn't kidding...super strong!</em><br>Now to find Nikki.&nbsp; He carefully weaved his way to the edge of the dance floor, double fisting the drinks, extra cautious as to not bump or spill on anyone and cause problems. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>14-10-2019, 01:33:23</strong>
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				He liked that. Sitting on his stool, an elbow lazily on the bar counter, holding the tumbler and watching guys and girls dance. It was relaxing. He realized he really liked spending time at Club Aurora and in a heart warming moment, with half drunk sentimentalism, he thought that he felt really comfortable, really at home in that place. They were his people, he knew or was acquainted with most of them and the strangers, well, they were friends he hadn't met yet. Or could be. Few of the dancing people were actually good at it, most of them were just shaking and rocking randomly, trying to follow the music and have fun, not caring about style or technique. He himself wasn't good at dancing, not at all.<br><br>"Well, who cares" he whispered to his thick glass. Then Richard gulped down his last sip of bourbon and put the empty tumbler back on the counter, smiling at the cute waitress. Red, spiky hair, freckles, shapely, she was really pretty. And she had an unusual name, he remembered, something Russian, like Arina or Arinka. She was studying French Literature at college, he remembered, and she was funny, they always traded a couple jokes about gingers, or dogs, when they met at the Club. Depending on who was the butt of the joke. <em>Well, I'm here to have a good time. And now I feel like dancing... But maybe I should wait another minute. Or two.</em> he thought, feeling a little unsteady on his feet. Then, he noticed the woman. Right, the woman, not the girl. Because she looked a few years older than most of Club Aurora customers, but holy fuck she was hot. The word MILF formed in his brain before he could stop his train of thought. She was dancing, barefoot, and fuck she was really good. She moved her body like a sensual, lithe panther, in her short, elegant black dress that hugged her curves almost too well to be true. <em>How could she be all alone, here?</em><br><br>He felt that his fate just sent him a sign. He had to approach the lady. He licked his lips and boldly strode through the small crowd until he reached the dance floor, then he smiled to himself, noticing how many guys were looking at the mystery MILF with eyes ranging from vaguely curious to wolfish hungry. He started to dance too, feeling the beat reverberate in his bones, the booze he downed helping him to feel relaxed. He moved until he was close to the woman. <em>She smells good too...</em> He crossed her eyes, dark and beautiful they were, and smiled to her. He knew that he had that <em>scoundrel with a heart of gold</em> kind of smile that could break a stone wall, it was one of his best first impression weapons, and he wasn't shy to use it. <em>Too bad I'm not a good dancer like her</em> - he thought, knowing that he couldn't count on that to impress her and catch her attention - <em>I should have taken dancing classes, in place of piano.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>16-10-2019, 16:45:33</strong>
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				Nikki was in her own world.&nbsp; Immersed between nameless, faceless bodies, the air around her was thick with body heat and the intoxicating scented concoction borne of colognes, perfumes, and liquor.&nbsp; This wasn't your typical club -- the music was rich and artisinal in a way that most electronica-heavy joints around the city couldn't embrace -- but it was most certainly alive tonight.&nbsp; And she was loving it.&nbsp; Somewhere, in those minutes following Chris's departure, she had allowed herself to be swallowed up by the mass, and despite her height, she somehow vanished into it.&nbsp; <br><br>Now, just as lost in the winding calypso as she was the mass of bodies, her lithe form shuffled and swayed amidst relative strangers.&nbsp; Arms outstretched and in constant motion like her shuffling feet and swaying hips, the sort of incidental contact that one might typically apologize for went wholly unnoticed here.&nbsp; On several occasions she even managed to brush into others, resulting in impromptu dance partners.&nbsp; The interactions were wholly impersonal despite the occasional eye contact, yet the twist brought with it a surge of allure that Nikki couldn't -- or wouldn't care to -- explain.&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn't as though she'd come here looking for it, but was she going to complain about the fact that there seemed to be no shortage of handsome, hungry-eyed guys ten years her junior who were just as uninhibited as her?&nbsp; Of course not.<br><br>Care-free was the motif. That long mane of chestnut about her shoulders whipped and swayed, long legs twisting gracefully to turn her back on the most recent partner as he tried for the third time to lure her to the bar for a drink.&nbsp; With music as loud as it was, Nikki didn't care to explain herself.&nbsp; Rather, a heartbreaker's smile and a parting view of her well-rounded backside strained against the tautly drawn black as she shuffled a few steps ahead would be his only consolation.<br><br>As luck would have it, there was another waiting, and this guy was a jaw dropper.&nbsp; Up until this point, Nikki had only been half paying attention to others around her.&nbsp; After all, she was here with Chris.&nbsp; They were celebrating.&nbsp; Keeping herself in a sort of silo felt like the right thing to do.&nbsp; Still, this guy was simply <em>striking</em> -- the sort she'd have noticed whether they'd crossed paths in the post office or the grocery store.&nbsp; More profoundly, his smile was simultaneously charming and roguish, a dangerous accent on an otherwise wholesome looking guy who, as luck would have it, was dancing his way towards her.&nbsp; Those wild, swinging movements muted in a distinct falter.&nbsp; Nikki purposefully slowed herself, dark eyes meeting his own, and full lips curled into a reflexive sort of smile.&nbsp; It was wrong, but she stole the moment for herself.&nbsp; Besides, what was the harm?&nbsp; Smiling and dancing with someone was hardly a transgression in a place like this.<br><br>In a matter of moments the pair were close enough to one another that, in turning her back on this new stranger, Nikki's backside very gently brushed his front.&nbsp; She stopped short of leaning -- of pressing herself into him -- but this was far from the turn-and-dance-away maneuver she'd performed on the last guy.&nbsp; Instead she lingered; even let fingertips drift backward to brush the outsides of his muscular thighs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>20-10-2019, 22:49:10</strong>
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				She smiled back, or sort of, and that was enough for Richard. The mystery MILF was dancing half dreamily, weaving her seducing paths with her suitors, or wannabe dancing partners, catching and leaving them in a pattern known only to her. But she smiled back to him, and only to him. <em>This counts as a victory.</em> He kept close to her shapely body for a moment or two, just to let the tiny satisfaction soak in, when she slowed down and brushed him. It was quick, light, but probably on purpose. <em>Well, wow! One more point for me!</em> he thought, for a moment feeling arrogantly better than all the other guys drooling after Mystery MILF.<br><br>Her b side was simply mouthwatering. For an instant, boosted by the bourbon boiling in his blood, he fantasized about sinking his teeth in those round, juicy buttocks in a sensually painful bite, like a hungry werewolf enjoying his prey. Then using his mouth, his tongue mostly, on another sensitive spot of her strong body. <em>Shit, am I really getting turned on just because this woman brushed me? Calm down dude, sure she's hot, but it's not very useful looking like a drunk sex offender...</em> When her fingertips casually touched his thighs, he realized that she was actually indulging on him on purpose. Definitely. <em>Well, maybe this night will be surprisingly interesting!</em><br><br>His eyes focused for a moment on her hands, those graceful hands that half an instant before were lightly touching his legs. Ring. <em>Holy fuck she's married. Oh come on, this is so unfair! You cannot turn everyone on so much, turn me on so much, just dancing and brushing, and then be married! That's cruel!</em> he smiled to himself, seeing how he got played, fair and square. Mystery MILF just enjoyed some attention, she had every damn right to. <em>Well lady, no matter how juicy, you're forbidden fruit.</em> He stepped back a few inches, just to give her more dancing room, and thought that he really had to tell the Mystery MILF story to Nick and the guys.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>08-11-2019, 16:35:59</strong>
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				In a <em>normal</em> frame of mind, Nikki would've been self conscious.&nbsp; What if someone they both knew saw her out cutting loose?&nbsp; It wasn't as though the dress itself was outside her comfort zone -- not since she'd lost the weight -- but still.&nbsp; That fluid, care-free movement which synchronized the sway of her arms and swing of her hips to the rich sound all around them was something borne of a mild buzz to say the least.&nbsp; And then there was the guy.&nbsp; That warm-headed buzz made it easier to fudge the line between appropriate and not, and still she felt a tinge of self consciousness as their bodies very nearly brushed.&nbsp; Feeling him pull away just a bit, there was tangible disappointment in her.&nbsp; Still, she didn't show it.<br><br>Rather, quite naturally, the movements of their mutual dancing brought Nikki to an about-face.&nbsp; Still asway, she latched eyes with the guy.&nbsp; Her dark gaze, naturally brown, stopped short of wandering down over him in the way it wanted to.&nbsp; Rather, she probed at him, gauging his discomfort without realizing that it'd been the ring which scared him into backing away.&nbsp; Her grin was soft but flirtatious, and it lingered as the flawless pearly white of her upper teeth sank into the plump lower swell.&nbsp; Fueled by that aforementioned liquid courage, she leaned in just a little closer to the guy, her voice narrowly carrying over the sound all around.<br><br><em>"What's wrong?&nbsp; Scared to dance with an old lady?"</em>&nbsp; The grin that ensued defied that insecurity which had reared its head moments ago.&nbsp; At this proximity, those rich notes of vanilla and bergamot perfume were just as tangible as the warm liquor on her breath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>15-11-2019, 00:53:48</strong>
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				<em>That smile! Those eyes!</em> thought Richard, feeling a familiar heat run through his body <em>Her smile could get her through heaven's doors, or hell's ones if she wished.</em> Mystery MILF was hot, and she knew it, and she was cool with it and ready to flaunt it. He stared back into her dark, bright eyes and felt like he was slowly sinking in something very deep, warm and sweet. Even her scent was seducing, in her special way.<br><br>"No ma'am, not at all! - he answered in a very low voice, just for her to hear, and knowing that his mouth was so close to her ear was enough to build a little tension - I'd be delighted to dance with you all night long and even more but... I'd just prefer not to meet the guy who gave you that beautiful ring, in a dark alley, maybe with a baseball bat... I'm not very fond of ER rooms, that's all!"<br><br>His thoughts ran back a couple of years, when he met Paula. A very pretty girl, with a mischievous smile and a lithe, slender figure who immediately caught his eyes. They flirted a little right there, at Club Aurora, then went out the next weekend. The night ended at her place, with a lot of steamy sex - the girl was into pretty rough stuff - and they fell asleep in her bed. Then, at dawn, her boyfriend of 5 years came back home and introduced himself. The poor bastard was furious, started to trash the place and threatened to harm Paula. Sir Richard the Knight in Shining Armor put himself on the line and then the incredible happened: the two lovebirds ganged up on him and he didn't actually end up in ER, but it was a <span class="bbc_u">very painful</span> experience. He carried the bruises for weeks, but that maybe saved their relationship, who knows.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>17-11-2019, 00:25:23</strong>
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				Nikki's hunky counterpart came in close enough that she could feel the warmth of his words against her earlobe.&nbsp; The sensation provoked goosebumps, but he probably wouldn't notice them.&nbsp; Regardless, through the course of the ensuing exchange, she drew just a little closer even as her dark eyes scanned the pulsing crowd around them.&nbsp; Chris was nowhere to be seen, and while she wasn't exactly doing anything she thought might upset him, there was still a temptation to be on the lookout.&nbsp; Best to put a little more distance between the two of them once he was spotted; or at least look a little less interested than she felt.<br><br><em>"Haha,"</em> she snickered aloud, freckle-etched cheeks swelling alongside an adorable wrinkle of the nose.&nbsp; Perhaps contrary to what one might expect, she'd found humor in the way that he addressed her rather than anything he'd said about Chris.<br><br><em>"I don't like the way you said ma'am,"</em> she fired back with a flare of neatly plucked chestnut brows.&nbsp; <em>"I'm Nikki,"</em> she went on to introduce, body swaying close to his own without throwing herself at him any more than she already had.<br><br><em>"And I don't think you have to worry about that.&nbsp; Chris wouldn't hurt a flea,"</em> she reassured with not one iota of disdain in the way she spoke of her husband.&nbsp; Chris was soft spoken but far from a pushover.&nbsp; All the same, he wasn't -- at least in her experience -- the type to provoke confrontation in a place like this; even when it came to her.&nbsp; She could vividly recall a small handful of times in their past where guys had provoked her attention, and for the most part he seemed content to let it happen.&nbsp; Sometimes she wondered about that, but tonight?&nbsp; Well, Nikki was just having fun.<br><br><em>"He's around here somewhere,"</em> she offered, making it a point to look around as she drew back just enough to whip a glance over either shoulder.&nbsp; <em>"But he wanted to dance, and he's not dancin' with me.&nbsp; So..."</em>&nbsp; Impish in her smile, the young woman gave a shrug, and then fingertips of each hand sprinkled out across his shoulders in a light embrace as her hips continued to sway.<br><br><em>"What about you?"</em>&nbsp; She went on to call out over the music.&nbsp; <em>"I'm sure there's at least one gal on this dance floor who's a little jealous of me right now."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>22-11-2019, 00:33:02</strong>
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				Richard leaned a little towards Mystery MILF with an amused smile. "To be honest, ma'am... Er, I mean Nikki! To be honest, I'm pretty sure that every girl on the dance floor and around is absolutely jealous of you. But that's nothing at all to do with me!" Well, nice, but quite convoluted for a compliment. Maybe too convoluted for a girl who had just downed a couple of cocktails. He hoped she got it straight... He gave a very quick look around too, to check if anyone was watching them, especially if that someone had an angry face. And a baseball bat. <em>Better safe than sorry, man.</em><br><br>But her light embrace was simply too much. Too warm, too sexy, too exciting to resist. So he put his hands on her hips and tried to follow her movements in a sort of slow dance. "I'm Richard, pleased to meet you..." he whispered, drowning in her eyes, her scent and her intoxicating heat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>22-11-2019, 18:40:06</strong>
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				-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br>Chris looked left, and right, clutching the drinks close to his torso so they moving masses on the dance floor didn't bump them or cause them to spill. No sign of Nikki.&nbsp; He swore he had left her right here, only 5-6 minutes ago.&nbsp; He made his way on the outskirts of the dance floor permitter with no sign of her. Thats when he spotted a stairway being guarded and a bouncer opening up access to the floor above, which was just an overlooking area of the dance floor below.&nbsp; <em>Perhaps she went up there for a look.</em> he thought, as he made his way over to the bouncer, who let him up.&nbsp; He decided to sip his one drink, on the way up, the alcohol had him weaving a bit as he climbed the steps, and looked around to gather his bearings.&nbsp; There was only a handful of people&nbsp; and none of them his wife.<br><br>He rested on the railing, chugging the rest of his drink. He had no idea where she might have ventured off two, and the dance floor was super packed by now. He figured his best bet was to remain up here, where he had the vantage point of viewing the entire dance floor from above, in hopes of spotting her.<br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>25-11-2019, 00:16:37</strong>
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				Nikki's cheeks swelled and her nose wrinkled; both a pure and reflexive reaction to his words.&nbsp; Maybe the buzz was helping her to loosen up a little, but his remark spoke to a side of her that had felt dormant for far too long.&nbsp; Sure, guys occasionally hit on her.&nbsp; She'd been asked out more than a couple times while doing things so innocuous as grocery shopping, but this was quite different.&nbsp; She and Chris had wandered into the middle of the meat market, and this gorgeous young man was going to heap his attention on <em>her</em>?&nbsp; <br><br>Heart aflutter, she continued to dance, delighted to see the guy loosen up.&nbsp; In wake of his flattery, it was easy to see his hesitation moments before as downright <em>cute</em>, instilling in her a deeper level of comfort in the light embrace that they shared.&nbsp; With his hands now resting upon the rocking swells of her sensual hips, her dark eyes were on him and him alone; even as other bodies swayed and pulsed to the gentle beats all around.<br><br><em>"Richard,"</em> she uttered his name thoughtfully.&nbsp; His smile was infectious, making it easy not to think too much about Chris and where he might've gotten distracted.&nbsp; With any luck he was enjoying his birthday.&nbsp; At this rate, she certainly was.<br><br><em>"Nice to meet you, too.&nbsp; What d'you do?"</em> She quizzed, more deeply immersing herself in the play that the two of them might actually be getting to know one another with the intent of something more.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>01-12-2019, 11:14:34</strong>
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				Again, Richard felt like he was enjoying a privilege. Mystery MILF, Nikki, was chatting with him. In a nice, flirtatious way that put awesome heat and awful tension inside him, at the same time. He hadn't felt like that in ages. She joked about a hypothetical girlfriend being jealous, but he didn't mention how damn sure he was that every straight guy in the club was absolutely envying him right now. Dancing slowly and chatting with her gorgeous body so close to him, his hands on her hips. Sure as fuck, he wasn't going to let that privilege go wasted.<br><br>"I'm a dog sitter. - he smiled again, knowing that it could sound a little silly - But I'm a veterinary medicine student, too. Almost done, just a handful exams. I'm working so I can afford University, you know, my family supports me but they're not very... Very affluent. If you and Chris happen to have a couple dogs..." Nikki's eyes were definitely a wonder. He relaxed in their light embrace, respecting her distance, but not letting her get away too much.<br><br>"What about you?" he asked gently in his deep, warm voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>02-12-2019, 01:12:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Really?</em>&nbsp; Nikki thought to herself.<br><br>This twenty-something hunk of absolute gorgeous was a <em>dog walker</em> and veterinary medicine student?&nbsp; Her heart melted as quick as that coy little smile broke into something decidedly less flattering but nonetheless cute.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Awwww.&nbsp; No way,"</em> she gushed with enthusiasm, not thinking about the manner in which her hand crawled out along his collar and lit away long enough to give the back of his arm a squeeze.&nbsp; The touch had been purely reflexive, but that didn't change the fact that the squeeze lingered, savoring the taut feel of the well-defined muscle behind his steeled bicep.&nbsp; <em>"That's so cool,"</em> she reinforced, letting her touch light back onto his collars as she loosely draped hands around his neck.<br><br><em>"I'm in marketing,"</em> she offered with that impish smile.&nbsp; <em>"Nothing nearly as interesting.&nbsp; Or benevolent,"</em> she joked with a small shrug.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"But it pays the bills,"</em> Nikki joked.&nbsp; It wasn't that she and Chris had come from affluence themselves, but they'd certainly done well over the course of their marriage.&nbsp; Both of them worked hard -- and were good at what they did.<br><br><em>"Two dogs!"</em>&nbsp; She was quick to exclaim with that enthusiasm intact.&nbsp; <em>"A boxer and a jack russell.&nbsp; They're kinda crazy, but it would be amazing to have someone to come and spend a little time with them mid-day.&nbsp; Sometimes it's really difficult to get home for twenty minutes, and that doesn't feel like enough."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>08-12-2019, 20:24:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Nikki mentioned her dogs - nope, not <em>her</em> dogs, it's <em>their</em> dogs, she has a husband you moron - Richard's smile widened and somehow softened. He did love animals, with an abandon that sometimes surprised even himself. He pictured the two scoundrels and couldn't help but feel some tenderness towards the two 'kinda crazy' creatures. "It would be a privilege to keep them company - he answered - I'm sure I can spare plenty of time for them. And besides, my rates are very reasonable!" he added, mocking the lady almost in his arms with a silly parody of some infomercial scam.<br><br>His horny brain, warmed more by Nikki's gorgeous body and bright, enthusiastic smile than by the bourbon in his belly, was running. Yes, of course she's married. But maybe her husband, that Chris, is an asshole. Maybe he's cheating with his young, dumb blonde intern, or his secretary. Or maybe he's a closeted gay. She could need a strong, loving presence in a matter of weeks. Or days. To cheer her up. To make her feel desired and hot again. Because she's very, very hot... He held her a little bit closer, wondering if the dogs thing was intended to be some kind of excuse to spend more time together, even if he knew it wasn't like that at all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>13-12-2019, 04:56:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That smile.&nbsp; He loved dogs, and the revelation -- intimate as it was -- absolutely warmed Nikki's heart.&nbsp; The body had separated from the mind at that point.&nbsp; No, she wasn't plastered enough to have lost feeling in her elegant form, but her shapely hips seemed to have a mind of their own.&nbsp; They veered inward at each and every increment of acceptance on his part, and it seemed she was content to become <em>his</em>; if only for the duration of whatever shallow kind of thing this exchange was.<br><br>Her smile was every bit as reflexive; but also reflexive and easy.&nbsp; She still wasn't quite sure how this hunky young man had emerged from the crowd when he had -- or how she had gotten lucky enough to catch his attention -- but this encounter was something straight out of a dream.&nbsp; At this point, Nikki was happy to simply <em>go with it</em>, and so that's exactly what she did.<br><br>Her left arm crawled a little further over his steeled collar, face close enough that he could feel her words just as well as he could smell the hint of alcohol on her breath against that fragrant perfume.&nbsp; Her smile was nonetheless genuine and intrigued, head tilted as she gauged him with a directness that defied most young women in a place like this.&nbsp; <em>"If <strong>somebody</strong> doesn't show up soon, they might not be the only ones needin' company.&nbsp; I'm starting to feel abandoned,"</em> she joked.&nbsp; Or did she?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>15-12-2019, 10:08:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a look around, to check for mature angry guys around. Maybe she didn't spot hip, but he spotted them. No one in sight. <em>Well, let's rock then!</em> he thought, moving a little closer and hugging her tighter. His hand rested on her back, just an inch above her wonderful, gorgeous ass. Her scent was intoxicating. He didn't want to end up like a jerk, but hell, her round, plump butt was such a temptation that he had to actively focus to stop his hand from giving her a good grope.<br><br>"Whoever dares to abandon a woman like you, must be a complete fool!" he whispered in her ear, brushing her neck with his lips. Fuck. Her skin was like velvet, soft and warm and smooth and perfect. He felt his hard on coming back. Not wanting to grind on her like a horny teenager, he distanced just a little, but held his hands on her body. He wanted her. He wanted her so much.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>16-12-2019, 20:39:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nikki's smile continued to swell; simultaneously infectious and cute.&nbsp; Full lips and a wrinkled nose beget an impish smile that defied the experiential gap between them.&nbsp; With the gentle reggae beats guiding the sway of their bodies, she found it quite easy to drift into his hold, and soon her hips were drawn to him, taut thighs pressed firm into his whilst those long and graceful legs guided a deft dance that was hardly so inexperienced as the gap between their ages might've otherwise dictated.<br><br><em>"If you say so,"</em> she joked, free hand brushing playfully against the taut musculature at the front of his perfectly sculpted biceps.&nbsp; Her touch lingered a moment longer than it should've, reveling in something she very much craved but was not yet willing ot admit she wanted.&nbsp; &nbsp;Still, those chestnut orbs could not lie.&nbsp; There was something burning in Nikki, and it was stoked by Richard's presence.&nbsp; He'd have been blind not to see it.<br><br>A twitch in the hip prompted her long-legged form to twist, planted heels serving as a pivot point for the rest of her to twirl.&nbsp; In turning, those two supple but firm cheeks soon nuzzled into Richard's waist only to dig more deeply into him.&nbsp; The grinding gesture was not yet overtly lewd, yet it was certainly borne of the most thoughtless and straightforward of attraction.&nbsp; With hips set, she rolled herself more deeply into him, supple cheeks nuzzling his front even as her hands sought to pin his own down across the faces of her thighs and the swells of her hips.&nbsp; Chris might not like it -- if he saw -- but she was past caring.&nbsp; Where was he anyway?!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>16-12-2019, 21:42:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris was upstairs on the second floor looking, scanning the crowd. The dance floor had become cramped with patrons, making it even harder to spot his wife.&nbsp; It wasn't until one of the clubs lights flashed across a dark corner of the dance floor he spotted her.&nbsp; Well the dress was recognizable.&nbsp; He had a hard time capturing her face from this vantage point due to the taller guy who, if he wasn't mistaken, was talking to her over her shoulder it looked like.&nbsp; <em>Wait, What in the World?!?</em> He wasn't, talking so much as he was dancing with her. As she flung her hair back, and turned 180, he saw her face. <em>There she is!! Finally!....Wow..Get the F Outta....Is she really..GRINDING on that Guy?</em> His jaw hit the floor is disbelief.&nbsp; Not only grinding, but she was initiating the close proximity, throwing her perfectly round ass against his thighs, and enjoying every moment of it.&nbsp; Chris set down his now empty glass, but still carrying the drink he bought for Nikki, and made a beeline for the stairs. His heart raced, butterflies in his stomach, and a strange throbbing and swelling in his member as he hurried down the two sets of stairs to the dance floor, where he was met with trying to plan the best route to the far end of the dance floor through the sea of people. He opted to take the long route, hugging the wall to avoid having to squeeze through the bodies, all while carrying a drink and trying not to spill it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>21-12-2019, 11:46:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Nikki turned around and offered him a perfect view of her behind, tightly hugged by her thin evening dress, Richard stared at her, surprised and excited. Then she started dancing sensually, rubbing all over his body, turning him on so much that he didn't remember when he'd felt so hot and bothered. He didn't expect this, not at the usually tame Aurora Club, not from a married woman... That wasn't one of those places where swingers or alternative lifestyle couples went to indulge in their passions! But he was more than ready to go for it, surprised or not.<br><br>The young man tried to follow her movements and the music at his best. His hands were gently, slowly caressing her hips, her belly, her thighs. He had still some sense in him, so he was careful to avoid dangerous places that could turn hot flirting into sexual harassment, but fuck he craved her. He wanted to rip that dress open and lick and kiss and bite her body head to toes, then... <em>Calm down, man!</em> he told himself <em>She's just having fun. She's loving the attention, your attention and your desire, and it's all right. It's just a game, don't get your hopes too high.</em> "Wow, Nikki! - he whispered in her ear, his lips brushing her silky neck - Now I'm making jealous every straight guy in the whole neighbourhood..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>26-12-2019, 19:50:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In the back of Nikki's mind, that irrational fear still lurked.&nbsp; Though passive, a side of her was still conscious of the idea that she <em>must</em> have stuck out like a sore thumb.&nbsp; With an easy five or ten years on just about any other young woman in the place, insecurity grounded in her age could've reared its head at any moment.&nbsp; Alcohol warded most of that away, though, and the fact that they were out celebrating -- this was all for Chris, you know -- took care of the rest.<br><br><em>"Hmm,"</em> Nikki's lips curled wide despite that he couldn't see them that fragrant shroud of chestnut tussling gently about her shoulders as she swayed up against the other man.&nbsp; The thoughtful murmur somehow carried above the music, intimate in the same way that his whispers were.&nbsp; Meanwhile, nimble fingertips were warm, guided by neatly manicured and perfectly purple polished nails which teased across the backs of his hands.&nbsp; The gentle gesture reassured him as he went out on a limb and touched her, even going so far as to draw his grip more fully across one hip whilst its sister cradled him to the flat warmth of her tummy.<br><br><em>"I still don't see 'em,"</em> she mused, instinctive and reflexive in turning her head to the side only to expose more of her neck to him.&nbsp; She hadn't expected to feel his breath on her like that; let alone his lips.&nbsp; Still, she graved more of it, and the squeeze of her hands across his must've shown it.<br><br><em>"Things feelin' okay back there?"</em> she teased, and though he couldn't see it, Richard must have <em>heard</em> the sultry grin she was wearing.&nbsp; Nonchalant, those slender long legs tensed a little more, assisting in her upper body's slightly forward lean into his touch.&nbsp; Those ample swells of her backside tucked tighter into his crotch, rolling in a slow and intricate side-to-side wind that was well beyond anything one might've considered appropriate.&nbsp; <br><br>What could she say?&nbsp; Nikki liked playing with fire.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>07-01-2020, 01:37:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is it OK? That's a pretty big understatement, if I ever heard one..." mused Richard, enjoying the sensual hug and rub Nikki was gifting him with. He felt far, far more than just OK. Her wonderfully taut curves were caressing his legs and his crotch in a very provocative way, and his body was, well, reacting. Being honest with himself, usually he had to struggle to get really turned on when he had too much to drink - and three generous bourbons were definitely too much - but that woman must have some kind of magic in her, because he was feeling simply ablaze with desire. He kept her tight, following the sway of her hips and loving every single second of it, mentally thanking the band on stage for the music: it was simply perfect, slow and smooth and intriguing... Well, she was going to feel how much OK he was, but that was inevitable and besides <em>she</em> was the one responsible for turning him on so much, not some random event, nor the will of fate!<br><br>Her neck was so damn tempting. Her skin looked so soft, so smooth, her scent was inebriating. <em>To hell and back!</em> he thought to himself in a fraction of a moment <em>She told that her husband's a wonderfully good and understanding man, so he's going to understand, and if he wants to beat me up, well first of all he'd be damn right, second, it will be worth it anyway.</em> He noticed that his mouth was brushing her neck again before his train of thought was over. But this time, he didn't stop. He actually kissed her neck, in the hottest spot his lips could find, right over her beautiful shoulder.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>10-01-2020, 22:13:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nikki's coy little smile swelled, its corners lifting, as Richard spoke of understatements.&nbsp; By now she'd caught more than a couple wandering gazes from men and women alike, and while the men might've been envious of Richard, many of the women were envious of <em>her</em>.&nbsp; How she'd wrangled one like this -- on accident, no less -- was beyond her, but she wasn't of a mindset to question such providence.&nbsp; <br><br>Meanwhile, the music provided a perfect excuse to acquiesce to the guidance of his muscular arms and upper body.&nbsp; The more she stretched and sprawled, the deeper Nikki's slender form seemed to sink into his; to the point that she could feel the taut firmness of his chest nuzzling into her back just as well as she could feel a hint of something more swelling in his trousers thanks to the intricate rock-and-roll of her backside.<br><br>His kiss was a bold escalation, yet there was nothing about Nikki's reaction that suggested overt surprise.&nbsp; Rather, her head rolled back, instinctive and easy in exposing just a little more of the silken contour of her elegant neck to him.&nbsp; Head turned, her hips continued to pitch in that gentle side-to-side rock geared towards little more than exacerbating the <em>situation</em> welling up in his crotch.&nbsp; Soft words were quiet but loud enough to carry to him given such a close proximity.<br><br><em>"Yeah, me too.&nbsp; Guess we oughtta enjoy it while we can,"</em> she murmured thoughtfully, feeling for the first time a genuine urge to do something she absolutely shouldn't.&nbsp; If there was a way Chris wouldn't find out?&nbsp; She might very well drag this young stud to the nearest shred of privacy and make a few more mistakes.&nbsp; If the sway of her body was not enough, the smolder in her eyes must've given the desire away.&nbsp; Bodies snug together, his mouth so tantalizingly close to her skin even now, it was difficult not to think about all the wonderful ways this could go wrong.<br><br>Nikki's touch was soft; almost ghostly.&nbsp; The movement of her hands had been subtle but reinforcing up until this point.&nbsp; Fingertips drifting over Richard's hands, her warm and delicate grip eventually formed around either of his wrists, guiding his touch up along the taut contour of her abdomen.&nbsp; While she settled with the left along her tummy, the right continued to rise, coercing almost in guiding his well-worked palm into the firm underside of a perky breast.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>13-01-2020, 19:23:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris made his way around the long side of the bar, headed to the corner where he last saw Nikki grinding on a guy from his vantage point above.&nbsp; Just as he turned the corner around a large column at the corner of the bar, a girl, clearly drunk out of her mind, stumbled into him.&nbsp; It was all he could do to avoid a dramatic collision as he side stepped her reaching out to prevent her from falling, but spilling half of the drink on the floor and his shirt. Shaking his head in frustration, he quickly reassured she was OK, and did a 180 back to the bar to fetch some napkins.&nbsp; Blotting his shirt and drying for a a few minutes, it was better his shirt than his pants, he surmised.<br><br>He couldn't see his wife from this vantage point, the stupid column in the way, so once he felt the shirt was dry as it was going to get, he picked up the glass, now half full of Nikki's drink and continued around til he spotted her at the edge of the dance floor, with an unknown guy grinding and groping her as they danced in unison.&nbsp; It wasn't so much as the infiltrated personal space that stopped him dead in his tracks, by a handsome, well built and much younger guy. It was more the erotic, sensual, blissful expressions his wife's eyes and mouth made with every drum bass hit, every roll of her hip.&nbsp; If sensual dancing was a drug, his wife looked like she was reaching her peak.&nbsp; He stood in awe for a moment, jealous but in awe.<br><br>He snapped out of the daze, and finally approached with a smirk on his face, not saying much, but holding up the drink Nikki had asked for more than a half hour ago.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Thought you disappeared"</strong> he smiled at Nikki, looking inquisitively over at the guy fondling his gorgeous wife.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>22-01-2020, 17:21:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hands, warm and soft, were on his. Her velvet skin was so close, so desirable, so touchable, protected only by a thin layer of fabric. Her scent filled his nose and his mind as her whispers charmed his ears. Nikki was steadily conquering all of his senses and if there had been a time when he'd felt more turned on in his young life, well, he didn't remember it. He felt the strong urge to rip her pretty dress and worship her beautiful body with all he had. <em>Maybe it's a good thing we're here, in a crowd, with her husband probably close at hand, with or without a baseball bat...</em> - he mused with himself - <em>I'm so terribly excited that I'd probably last three seconds, and with some effort!</em><br><br>When Richard felt Nikki's hand guide him to gently get a feel of her succulent breast, he lost control for an instant, overwhelmed by desire, and kissed her beautiful, tempting neck again. It wasn't a quick brush like the first time, but a real kiss, and a scorching hot one. His lips gently teased her smooth, soft skin, and he made her feel a light touch of his teeth too. His right hand caressed her breast, slowly, savoring her firm and soft body. For a moment, Richard gathered the courage - and the boldness - to ask her if she minded moving their dance in a more private place...<br><br>But the guy's voice not only broke the spell, but also startled him like hell. <em>Holy shit!</em> he thought, loosening his very intimate hug to a more comfortable, kinda we-just-met-on-the-dancefloor position, and did his best to smile at the newcomer <em>her husband, he was her husband for fuck's sake!</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>22-01-2020, 19:08:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris's eyes and the stranger's eyes met, his looked confident, somewhat apologetic when he realized he was dancing with Chris wife.&nbsp; Chris feigned a half smile, a signal that meant he wasn't the confrontational type at all.&nbsp; It wasn't the first time Nikki had found herself a dance partner when she had been drinking, and the music and alcohol was flowing through her veins.&nbsp; But it was a bit more intimate than most.&nbsp; Luckily Chris shrugged it off, thanks in part, to the much consumed alcohol he had while trying to locate his wife earlier.<br>Nikki's smile, ear to ear, showed just how much fun she was having.&nbsp; Not wanting to ruin the mood, he handed her the drink, but made no distinctive move to push himself between the two dancing, but rather smiled, enjoying the way they had been moving erotically and in unison. If Chris were to cut in now, he knew he wouldn't live up to the dance partner she was with now.&nbsp; He had rhythm!&nbsp; He also had a well defined torso and arms, Chris noticed just how in shape the guy was.&nbsp; <em>She sure knows how to pick em!</em> he said silently to himself amused, his brain buzzing from the pounding&nbsp; bass you could feel in your chest when you were on the dance floor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>22-01-2020, 19:25:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The catharsis associated with dancing was profound, and Richard the hunky dog-walker was proving to be the perfect companion for such a release.&nbsp; There had been no grand design behind the guidance of her hands -- only instinct.&nbsp; In much the same way that the music and rhythm of the evening flowed through her, it seemed to resonate within him.&nbsp; He took a cue and reacted such that, as his lips fell into her neck again she felt herself leaning her head even further off to the side whilst that mane of sweetly-scented chestnut swayed to and fro under the momentum of their partially-joined bodies.&nbsp; His kisses put a pout to her smiling lips that suggested a return would've come, yet half-lidded eyes weren't quite so oblivious to reality as the rest of her.&nbsp; Straight ahead, right around the same time as Richard noticed, she spotted Chris.<br><br><em>Thought you disappeared?</em> her husband said, smiling with a hand outstretched holding her long-lost drink order.&nbsp; Truth be told, the break had probably been good, but as that coy smile focused on him, dark eyes beget fluttering, flirtatious lids.&nbsp; The expression was a sweet one reserved solely for him, yet the graceful bend of her legs and sway of her backside never quite stopped, rolling gently in a playful wiggle against Richard.<br><br>She took the offered drink with a flare in that smile.&nbsp; <em>"Thanks, babe.&nbsp; Where ya been?"</em><br><br>Having a sip of her drink, somewhat diluted with melted ice, Nikki's posture straightened just a little.&nbsp; She turned her head, looking back to Richard if only he'd lean in to meet her as he had with her neck moments ago.&nbsp; Those same lips delved in, planting a moist smooch on the corner of his jaw -- or whatever she could reach without flat-out kissing his mouth -- before she gave him a soft grin.&nbsp; <em>"This's Richard.&nbsp; He's been keepin' me company,"</em> she offered, looking back to her husband.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>22-01-2020, 21:28:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Where have I BEEN?! </em>he muttered to himself, face scrunched with confusion. Here they stood opposite end of the dance floor from where Chris left her to go fetch them drinks, and she had the audacity to wonder where he had been.&nbsp; But she looked so sexy dancing and he wasn't going to explain it in detail over the defining beats.&nbsp; He shrugged, "Couldn't find you when I got back with the drink.&nbsp; Thought you were in the restroom, or someplace.&nbsp; Went upstairs to get a birds eye-view and finally spotted you" he smiled, looking over her shoulder being formally introduced to the stranger, who's name was Richard. He had let on that he had seen them dancing from up above, and seemed ok with it.<br>&nbsp;<br>Feeling a bit awkward, Chris opted out of a formal hand shake and just gave a half-ass wave and "Hey, Nice to meet you" smile. He studied him.&nbsp; <em>Seems confident.&nbsp; He must know she's married, and yet he doesn't seem phased by it.&nbsp; Nor did he back up from her when I approached.</em> he thought.&nbsp; <em>Probably a college athlete or something.&nbsp; Good looking Guy, seems like Nikki's type</em>.&nbsp; <br><br>"So you having a good time?" he posed the question to both of them, nodding his head to the music, but not quite dancing but allowing the music to be absorbed by his body and sway slightly to the rhythm.&nbsp; He noticed his buzz was lowered slightly, and thought of getting another drink soon.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>25-01-2020, 10:57:33</strong>
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				Richard got taken aback for a moment, when Mystery MILF's husband made his sudden appearance. Well, to be honest, it wasn't so sudden. It was his own fault, he was far too involved in groping and nibbling Nikki to pay attention to their surroundings... But then the married couple traded jokes and smiles, like nothing happened. Well, she was still a little worked up, of course. But Richard himself was still feeling very hot, excited and remarkably <em>hard</em>. And Chris, he looked... Curious? Amused? <em>Weird guy</em>. Well, if they were so inclined - <em>swingers </em>or something similar - he wasn't going to judge. <em>Whatever floats your boat, guys!</em> he thought.<br><br>And since they were so casual about the little dancefloor hotness, well... He wasn't going to be the one who made a drama out of it. So he shrugged his broad shoulders and waved back to Chris, with a half smile. "Pleased to meet you, Chris! And yes, definitely a good time. I was... Yup, keeping Nikki company... - booze still warming his body, making him bold - And if I may dare, you're a very, very lucky bastard, my friend. Your wife's awesome, beautiful and a great dancer! You have my justifiable envy, man!"<br><br><em>Maybe I shouldn't have called him a bastard</em> - he thought the moment he shut up - <em>But what's done, is done. If he didn't get angry at me copping a feel of his wife's tit, it's quite unlikely he's going to strangle me for some manly name calling...</em> For a moment, Richard was aware of a few curious looks from some people around them. They were probably wondering what was going on, the young boy so intimate with Mystery MILF a moment ago, and now trading virile pleasantries with her man. He shot a quick glance at the counter. Maybe he should make his exit now, nice and polite, and let them dance the night away. He got a pretty loot: a teenage boner and a funny story to tell, about Mystery MILF and Super Nice Hubby.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>27-01-2020, 15:54:25</strong>
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				Chris smiled sheepishly, with a little shoulder shrug, at the compliment Richard&nbsp; had given him. Well, in fact he was complimenting his wife, and it wasn't the first time he had heard how lucky he was. Nikki was definitely in a league of her own, when she wanted to be.&nbsp; She had her moments where she got dolled up, showing off her curves and making every man jealous of Chris.&nbsp; This was one of those nights, and Chris knew from the moment they stepped out with her wearing that dress, all eyes would be on her.&nbsp; He kind of felt important that sense,&nbsp; and he secretly liked that his wife was super attractive and he was the envy of most men.<br><br>"Thanks Man!" he responded to Richard, before&nbsp; he shot a glance over at Nikki and smiled, adding a playful wink.&nbsp; "She's definitely hot and loves to dance.&nbsp; I know I have a heard time keeping up.&nbsp; Looks like you're doing a good job though...." he flashed a sincere smile.&nbsp; His eyes slowly drifted back towards Nikki, who hadn't spoke up yet because she was sipping the drink Chris had handed to her a few seconds ago.&nbsp; Perfectly shaped lips pursed outwards succulently slurping the alcohol-infused drink, all the while rolling her hips taunting and hypnotizing anyone watching her.&nbsp; <em>Damn she's just oozing sexiness right now!</em> He thought to himself how lucky he truly was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>28-01-2020, 03:38:15</strong>
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				<em>Couldn't find you when I got back with the drink,"</em> Chris had said; at which point Nikki's nose wrinkled.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ALkp5JQ.jpg?)</div>Grin flaring, she swallowed back the urge to prod her husband immediately.&nbsp; Instead, she let him finish; before negating his whole explanation with the sort of sarcasm he'd likely grown to expect from her after years of marriage.&nbsp; <em>"Well, I guess you didn't look hard enough,"</em> she fired back, right eyelid pinching in a playful wink that accompanied a very pronounced rock of the hips back into her dance partner.&nbsp; Although an onlooker might easily infer some lack of respect, the reality was that this sort of ribbing was very much within the couple's vibe.&nbsp; Tonight it was just in the midst of a bit of a flourish -- or so it seemed.<br><br>Nikki's right hand continued to cradle Richard's across her tummy, meanwhile, as the left hoisted that glass just inches from her lips.&nbsp; She'd already sampled two sips, and now she took a longer drink before swallowing it down behind those burgundy-etched lips.&nbsp; Fingertips clenched to the younger man's arm as if to ward him away from potentially wandering away, yet that lessened as the moments passed.&nbsp; It was reassuring that he didn't spook and run away.&nbsp; Instead, they carried on like friends.&nbsp; Inexplicably, the notion set her at ease, making it easier to drift into that sensual rhythmic sway against the hard body behind her.<br><br>The men continued their exchange, speaking as though she wasn't even there.&nbsp; That too was oddly alluring.&nbsp; To be a fly on the wall in a room when people were talking about you was one thing, but when all the talk was flattery?&nbsp; Borderline objectifying?&nbsp; Even better.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Yes.&nbsp; Loves to <strong>dance</strong>,"</em> she interjected, placing an emphasis on that word just as her husband complimented Richard.&nbsp; To accompany the words, her shoulders and upper body leaned forward just a little -- even as taut thighs and long legs guided her backside into him just a little more snug.&nbsp; Intricate was her grind; the sort that sought out and smothered the budding hardness in Richard's crotch.&nbsp; When she found it, another flare exploded in her smile, followed closely by a gentle flush of the cheeks that was barely distinguishable in the lower light.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Jesus,"</em> she remarked, testing the waters a little further.&nbsp; <em>"I'm not the only one who's hot,"</em> she joked with a playful wink cast over the left shoulder to Richard.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>28-01-2020, 15:41:17</strong>
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				Chris couldn't help but smirk and roll his eyes emphatically when she told him he hadn't looked hard enough.&nbsp; He probably heard the same phrase a dozen times a week, when he complained about not finding the car keys, or remote for the T.V.&nbsp; Nikki was always the savor, knowing exactly where they were. He watched her hand comfort Richards on her midsection, signaling for him not to let go. And when he saw her arch her back and lean forward, purposely pushing her round firm ass into Richards groin, Chris knew it was most likely Nikki who was doing the seducing, or that's what it looked like from his vantage point.&nbsp; The way she rolled her hips slowly, purpose a mischievous grin on her face was a different side than Chris normally saw of his rather somewhat conservative wife. Whatever was in the alcoholic drinks had her dancing and losing herself in the music, just as the other young 20 something college kids in the club.&nbsp; Chris felt his own groin stiffen when hearing Nikki comment that she wasn't the only one feeling Hot.&nbsp; He looked over at Richard, a bit surprised, wondering what it was Nikki had felt.&nbsp; He knew what she felt but the way she commented on it, made it seem like he Richard was indeed swollen with muscles, everywhere.&nbsp; &nbsp;Chris swallowed an awkward lump in his throat. <br><br>"You guys want to get a drink?&nbsp; &nbsp;Or I can bring you back something.....I'm feeling a bit thirsty though!" He felt an odd sense of arousal watching his wife come out of her shell and had to break the sexual tension so as to clear his confused brain.&nbsp; He made a beeline for&nbsp; the bar, looking back over his shoulder to see if Richard and his wife would soon follow, or if they were to caught up in the moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>29-01-2020, 04:01:23</strong>
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				Nikki's wry smile lingered upon her husband as she rose slowly, sipping that drink with a quiet slurp as the music quieted just a little around them.&nbsp; The transition of songs wasn't even that quiet to begin with -- As there was quite a crowd in the joint that night.&nbsp; Still, she let loose a flustered sigh of relief, teasing away the beginnings of a couple beads of sweat on her brow before Chris made that generous offer.<br><br><em>"<strong>More</strong> drinks?&nbsp; You're gonna offer me more alcohol?"</em>&nbsp; The woman's tone was absolutely baffled, yet the delighted smile that curled her luscious lips was plenty genuine.&nbsp; Feigned confusion cast aside, she slowly twisted herself around in the younger man's arms, lifting her own to latch her forearms around his neck.&nbsp; At this proximity, they were close enough that he could smell her perfume in a whole new way; as well as the faint and fruity taste of alcohol on her breath.&nbsp; Her newest drink discarded and carried away with her husband, she leaned in, lips veering dangerously close to his earlobe without actually brushing.&nbsp; Regardless, her words were warm wisps of moisture upon his stubble-etched skin.<br><br><em>"See?&nbsp; That wasn't so bad.&nbsp; Was it?&nbsp; He's a fun guy.&nbsp; And now you're gettin' a drink..."</em>&nbsp; In spite of it all, there was something sultry in her intimately smoldered words.&nbsp; Was there a hint of mischief to her tone?&nbsp; With all that was going on, it might've been difficult to tell.&nbsp; What was clear, however, was that her body continued to drift in, guided by those arms wrapped around his sturdy neck. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>29-01-2020, 16:05:08</strong>
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				Chris froze in his tracks.&nbsp; Nikki's response had thrown him off guard, but she posed a very poignant statement.&nbsp; Why on earth would he give her more alcohol.&nbsp; Truth be told, as he shrugged his shoulders, all he could think of that moment was he needed the drink, but was just politely offering.&nbsp; Seeing Nikki demonstrate such lustful hip rolls and indulge in the sexual dancing only seemed appealing if his own brain was inhibited.&nbsp; Lord knows a sober Chris wouldn't have let this show go on....or would he? <em>I'm sure they are thirsty too.....</em> he smiled silently to them both, noticing the sweat beads on Nikki and Richards forehead, before heading to the bar.<br><br>At the bar, he waited to be served by the bartender, as he glanced back through the see of gyrating bodies to see if his wife and her dance partner followed.&nbsp; He picked up on Nikki twirling to face Richard, leaning in and whispering God knows what into his ear.&nbsp; He felt his groin throb again, mixture of anxiety and wanting to know what she said to him.<br><br><br>Suddenly the bartender yelled at him. "Hey Buddy!!&nbsp; You in a Daze or what?!"...Chris snapped his head back around.&nbsp; <br>"Sorry man, got distracted.&nbsp; Let me get 3 ...uhh....Cranberry and Vodka please?"...Chris wasn't sure what Richard drank, but knew what Nikki's favorite was, and thought that would be the best thing to order.<br><br>(https://attractionsmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/01/Drunken-Clam-2-620x413.jpg)<br>(https://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/attractive-young-guy-orders-lager-pub-cheerful-men-ordering-beer-bar-sitting-counter-gesturing-to-barman-59975950.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>07-02-2020, 08:19:11</strong>
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				Richard watched quietly as husband and wife talked some more, then - not without some surprise - he felt Nikki turn in his arms assuming an even more intimate position. They were face to face now, her lips so close to him that he was having a hard time holding back a kiss, or at least a little bite. He knew that giving her more booze wasn't a good idea, she was already a little bit drunk and things were quite wild, more alcohol was going to make a real mess. He discovered that, surprisingly enough, he didn't care. Not anymore, he was too turned on.<br><br>"Oh yes, he looks very nice! You sure you can hold another drink, Nikki? Would be a shame to ruin this evening with <em>someone </em>throwing up in the club's toilets..." he clung to her tightly, following her sensual body swinging and moving to the music. His hands moved down, following her back, until he reached her gorgeous ass. This time he didn't stop and gave her juicy buttocks a slow, gentle rub, squeezing lightly. "I have to say, Nikki... Your body's to die for..." he whispered in her ear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>10-02-2020, 23:28:37</strong>
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				Each successive syllable on Richard's part prompted a little more of Nikki's weight to shift onto him by way of arms looped over his shoulders.&nbsp; Nikki was taller than average, leaving the pair of comparable height.&nbsp; Despite it, she slouched just a little, making it easier for their faces to linger close; and their lips to almost dare one another into a game of chicken.<br><br><em>Your body's to die for...</em><br><br>Dark eyes brightened with delight, lips curled into a smile that quickly became a grin by the last of the handsome younger man's remarks.&nbsp; Sure, compliments were always fun to hear, but there was something in Richard's mannerisms -- and the way he articulated himself -- that made him infinitely more intriguing than your typical hunky club-goer.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Awh.&nbsp; Well, don't go dyin'.&nbsp; That would make the rest of the evening considerably less interesting."</em>&nbsp; Playful, she winked, shifting a quick glance to the side.&nbsp; Chris was at the bar stumbling through an order.&nbsp; Nothing about his body language suggested he was perturbed, but the young woman couldn't help but stop and think:&nbsp; Was this okay?&nbsp; It felt... wrong.<br><br>And yet she wanted the game to continue.&nbsp; Shifting attention back to Richard, her taut thighs split, wedging themselves around the muscular face of his left.&nbsp; The pressure in conjunction with his grip provided a sort of stimulation that stole away Nikki's breath for the briefest of moments, and the flutter of her eyelids was most <em>certainly</em> sexual in its nature.&nbsp; Her smile lingered, and she leaned in to whisper to him again.<br><br><em>"You don't gotta worry about me, darlin'.&nbsp; I can hold my alcohol.&nbsp; Among other things..."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>11-02-2020, 15:40:31</strong>
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				Chris decided to cancel the other two drink orders when nobody followed him to the bar.&nbsp; The bartender shot him a not so nice look, and he sheepishly grinned, shrugged his shoulders, a universal symbol of sincere apology.&nbsp; He fumbled with his credit card, finally giving it to the bartender to swipe as he twisted around almost 180, straining to see the interaction between Nikki and Richard.&nbsp; There faces were inches apart, and Nikki was nothing but smiles.&nbsp; He wondered if Richard liked her perfume, if it excited him when he breathed in her scent, the way it did to him.&nbsp; It was strange to watch Nikki being flirtatious and in an intimate position with a stranger, but awkwardly erotic. <br><br>He bit his bottom lip watching Richard's hands grab at his wife's round full ass cheeks.&nbsp; he instantly knew how big it must have felt to Richard, and firm. Nikki had an amazing ass, probably the best one in the club. Chris had grabbed it a thousand times and every time he did, it sent a rush through his veins.&nbsp; He watched the couple closely, imagining what they were thinking and feeling in the very instant.&nbsp; So caught up in the tempting and teasing of each other, he hadn't;t noticed the bartender brought back the drink and left the receipt for him to sign, until she poked him in the shoulder, still bothered that she had to pour out 2 of the three drinks.&nbsp; Chris left her a generous tip, tucked the receipt and credit card back into his wallet, and took a long savoring sip of the drink.&nbsp; His eyes quickly fixated back on his wife.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>18-02-2020, 22:39:02</strong>
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				"Well, let's grab another glass, then!" he smiled and gently freed his body from their intimate hug. Nikki just rubbed her body on his leg, sexy and provocative as she could be without getting cheesy, not the least. And it was another turn on, sure. But... But he felt strange. He definitely wasn't in the mood for more booze, he had enough in him, but he didn't feel like leaving Chris alone at the bar, looking at them grinding on each other. It could be transgressive and exciting, sure. But... Not like that. He wanted to know more about them, know them better, if he was going to be a hot new game for them.<br><br><em>The dogs</em> he thought. <em>Ask them about the dogs.</em> Nikki talked about the two animals with sweet affection and he was pretty sure her husband shared the attachment. One needed to be a real block of ice not to love a couple of playful, curious dogs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>15-03-2020, 00:25:23</strong>
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				Nikki was having a blast, and it showed both in her glow and the care-free mode of her fluid swaying.&nbsp; Despite it, she hadn't imbibed enough to be oblivious to the changing of the winds so to speak, and Richard's preoccupation with the bar -- and her husband -- prompted a similar, if somewhat mimicking, intrigue.&nbsp; She played along, glancing to Chris where he stood sipping his drink, and smiled the moment their eyes met.&nbsp; <em>"Sure.&nbsp; C'mon,"</em> she beckoned with a playful smile that lingered just long enough that one might've considered it telling.&nbsp; If it wasn't obvious enough by now, she was somewhat enamored with him.<br><br>In an instant, her arms unhinged from around the handsome young man before her, and her left hand latched onto his, giving it a squeeze as she dragged him towards the bar.&nbsp; <br><br>She approached her husband with a familiar and giddy sort of grin, gently brushing into him with the front of her body.&nbsp; Even as one hand still held Richard's, drawing him into their space, her other curled possessively around her husband's side, clasping gentle as she pecked his mouth and smiled that vibrant smile.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Sorry.&nbsp; We thought you meant you were bringin' them to us."</em>&nbsp; She shot the bartender a questioning glance.&nbsp; As if picking up on the obvious change of plans to the most recent cancellation, she gave Chris a roll of the eyes and set to re-mixing the two drinks she'd just poured out.&nbsp; In waiting, Nikki turned her back on the bar, shifting so that she stood next to Chris but also faced Richard.&nbsp; Wry grin intact, she looked like she was up to something; even when she really wasn't. <br><br><em>"So, Chris.&nbsp; Richard totally walks dogs."</em>&nbsp; The hint, none too subtle, was an obvious reference to their plight of finding reasonable daycare for their dogs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>15-03-2020, 16:50:13</strong>
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				Chris looked sheepishly apologetic back at the bartender, regretting she had to make drinks again, and quickly pulled out a $10 bill to tip her before she had finished the drinks.&nbsp; He returned Nikki's delicious peck of a kiss with his own eager lips, noticing her fingers and Richards intertwined and clutching one another.&nbsp; Though his brain was already swirling from the alcohol, he was a bit anxious as the situation was unfolding and thought another drink would help.&nbsp; <br><br>"Dog Walker huh? Nice!" As he leaned in and whispered into Nikki's ear as Richard turned his back for a moment. " Thought he was a personal trainer or muscle model" he joked, referencing Richards physicque.<br>"So we've been looking for a dog walker, pet-sitter on occasions, Richard.&nbsp; Funny how we may have found him in this lounge of all places!" He took his&nbsp; glass and cheers to both his wife and Richard, taking a big sip.&nbsp; His free hand , caressing the back of Nikki's lower back and slowly sliding down on to her round ass, givi g it a squeeze as he leaned in.&nbsp; "I can tell your having fun, babe. Having seen your eyes sparkle or smile this much in a long time". He kissed her forehead to reassure her he was in a good state of mind and on board with everythibg that was happening thus far. He wanted to play it cool, even though butterflies still swirled in his gut.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>21-03-2020, 10:52:32</strong>
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				The initial tension kind of dissolved. Nikki and Chris cuddled and kissed a little, they were so cool about this, him flirting with the married woman and fondling her. Just a little, but still he rubbed and caressed and touched her. And again, he was surprised at how her husband seemed more intrigued than angry or jealous. <em>Interesting.</em> He smiled at the bartender and turned to face the two lovebirds while their drinks were in the making.<br><br>"Yes, Nikki's right! I'm a part time dog sitter, I'd be glad to take care of... - he quickly glanced at Nikki with a mischievous half smile - Of your needs. It's a funny coincidence for sure, usually I meet customers through online ads, but who am I to question my good luck?" It felt a little odd being complimented by a dude, in particular by a man whose wife he had been drooling on for the last hour or so. But hey, he knew he was a good looking man, he took great care of himself and he was pretty proud of his toned body, so a compliment was a compliment, after all. <em>I hope that he doesn't want a piece of me, too...</em> he thought.<br><br>Then, without giving much thought to what he was doing, he circled Nikki with an arm and rested his large hand on her back. He kinda felt Chris' hand there too, enjoying that gorgeous butt, and followed his lead. Richard caressed the woman's back too, moving his hand down to her ass, and giving her a good grope too, not minding that he was lightly brushing the other man's hand too, here and there. Her round, firm buttocks felt great. <em>Now I definitely deserve a slap from her and a punch from him</em> he thought with a smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>21-03-2020, 17:20:07</strong>
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				Chris smiled nodding as the stranger spoke of his part time job as q dog walker. This was a service&nbsp; Nikki had been looking for online and in facebook grouos for quite sometime now. They had tried neighbors, and younger Highschool and College-age students but always found the people they hired to be unreliable.&nbsp; Their work schedules had consumed their lives that if they hadnt found a long-term solution, they were possinly going to have to find a new hone for their furry 4 legged family member.<br><br>"Nikki is a tough boss, shes fired our last 2 dog walkers after the first month because they showed up late and didnt perform.&nbsp; They only let Luna out to potty, and never took her for a walk as per the agreement. " He was only warning him that if he was serious about the position, he would have to answer to his wife. Feeling Richard's his hand brush his the first time he thought it was accidental, but after it happened again he pulled his hand back some, but didnt remove it off his wife's ass.&nbsp; He looked to see how Nikki enjoyed the feeling of two men caressing her at the same time.&nbsp; He didnt mind sharing her at the moment but wasnt ready to move his hand just yet. He caressed the left side of her ass with his palm, giving it a soft loving squeeze.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>22-03-2020, 20:30:18</strong>
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				The room wasn't exactly swirling, but that hotheaded buzz was becoming increasingly apparent to Nikki.&nbsp; Maybe it was explained away simply -- with the dancing.&nbsp; Or, more possibly, the emotional roller coaster of the evening thus far was increasing the rate at which alcohol made its way throughout her system.&nbsp; &nbsp; Whatever the case, by the time the drinks were served, Nikki was content to nurse the drink without sipping it.&nbsp; Chris seemed fine, but she was more than a little cognizant that maybe she'd gotten a bit ahead of herself out there with this guy.<br><br><em>I thought he was a personal trainer or muscle model</em>, her husband joked, and she couldn't agree more.&nbsp; Again, those luscious lips twisted, baring a muted mauve and freshly glossed smile ahead of a flawless white grin.&nbsp; In wake of the <em>clink</em> of the trio's glasses, Nikki allowed herself a sip, and then her grin shifted over to Richard and that remark.&nbsp; <br><br>Another quick sip followed.<br><br><em>I'll take care of your needs,</em> he'd said, prompting a vivid flush in her cheeks -- albeit a subtle one given the lounge's dark lighting -- and a familiar (at least to Chris) look of scandalous mischief in those alluring chestnut eyes.&nbsp; The innuendo was clear, but she wasn't about to be the one to push it.&nbsp; Before she could even look to Chris, whose comforting touch was both welcome and familiar as it smoothed down the contour of her back and waist to the swell of her backside, her eyes went wide.&nbsp; Richard had casually closed the distance between them, and how his arm too slipped around.&nbsp; Effectively netted in the mens' arms curled around her, she wasn't sure which way to look.<br><br>Until Richard's hand also fell; as if to draw attention to the fact that he was now giving her other asscheek a nice, firm squeeze.&nbsp; <br><br>While some of their earlier transgressions might've been explained away as dancing, how was she to explain this to Chris?&nbsp; Did she need to?&nbsp; A sideways glance yielded a perfectly well-humored expression on her husband's face as he went on about her toughness as a boss and dog parent.&nbsp; The remark set her at ease, and so with a nervous sputter of laughter and a smile now content to linger on Richard, she reassured him with a sweeter smile.<br><br><em>"They're my fur babies.&nbsp; I just want what we're paying for, y'know?&nbsp; I get it.&nbsp; It's an easy gig for a college or neighborhood kid - or anyone that wants some extra income.&nbsp; But fifteen dollars merits more than a quick five minute potty break.&nbsp; At least take 'em around the block or throw the ball a little in the back yard to wear them down.&nbsp; We can totally tell when we come home."</em><br><br>Catching herself rambling, the young woman was quick to shut up with another sip; and then she shot a quick but nonetheless attentive gauging gaze to Chris - who still seemed fine.&nbsp; In looking back to Richard, that mischievous glimmer returned.&nbsp; <em>"I guess I can be a little demanding, but that's only to people who half-ass.&nbsp; And you don't strike me as the kinda guy to half-ass anything."</em>&nbsp; Injecting her own innuendo, Nikki made no effort whatsoever to hide hungry eyes drifting down the younger man's taut abdomen and chest accentuated by his well-fitting shirt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>03-04-2020, 10:28:22</strong>
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				Every time Nikki looked at him with her beautiful dark eyes, glowing with passion, Richard felt his blood boil. It was like she had some kind of pheromone superpower, just by looking and smiling at him she managed to turn him on. The fact that he was caressing her firm, round ass was probably contributing to that effect, too. For a moment, his mind was filled with the impulse of ripping that sexy dress away and enjoying the sight of her fully exposed body. <em>Well man</em> - he though to himself - <em>This is not something that's going to happen again. So you should go all in, lest you regret being a coward for the rest of your life</em>. It sounded pretty reasonable, in his alcohol fueled, excited state of mind, so he decided to follow the advice.<br><br>The young man moved his hand down, reaching Nikki's leg. He didn't care much if Chris caught him in the act or not, the husband looked unbelievably cool with another guy touching his woman. In a corner of his brain, Richard respected the man: he was so confident and so sure of their relationship that he didn't feel threatened by other men. That needed an uncommon level of willpower. Then he caressed Nikki's thigh, feeling her smooth and warm skin, until he slid his hand under her dress, reaching up to her butt again. His heart was racing, but he felt so excited he could be in heaven. Everyone around was paying attention to the dance floor, so no one seemed to notice their little games.<br><br>"Couldn't agree more - he stated, while fondling the gorgeous woman - Dogs require attention and care. Too many amateur dog sitters do sloppy jobs and spread a bad opinion that reaches the professionals too! I promise I'll take good care if your pets, guys!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>03-04-2020, 17:45:06</strong>
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				<strong>"Our dogs certainly do!&nbsp; Sounds like you talked yourself into the job!"</strong> he smiled at Richard, <strong>"Right Hun?" </strong>he smiled back at his wife with suggestive eyebrows. <br><br>Oblivious to Richard's bold hand movements on Nikki, Chris turned his back to the pair for a moment to close out his tab with the bartender, waving her down and asking to close out the tab as he took the last swig of rum from his glass and set it on the table.&nbsp; He was probably 2 or 3 drinks over his limit, steadying himself at the bar, but playing it cool.&nbsp; He signed the receipt, leaving a generous tip and then tucking his credit card into his wallet and turning back to his wife and Richard.<br><br><strong>"I need to go hit the men's room....But I don't want to lose you guys again!&nbsp; Stay Put this time!"</strong> he smirked, flashing a wink at the two of them and making a beeline around the corner to the Men's room.<br><br>He had a short few minute wait to get into the men's bathroom, where he relieved himself, washed his hands and splashed some cold water on his face&nbsp; to shake the swirling brain.&nbsp; He made his way back to the end of the bar where he had left Nikki enamored with the handsome stranger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>05-04-2020, 01:59:57</strong>
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				Heart in the midst of a rampant stride, Nikki too was struggling with her own alcohol intake.&nbsp; It wasn't as though she was smashed, but her head felt warm, and it was a little <em>too</em> easy to be okay with just about anything.&nbsp; In this particular case, she certainly noticed Richard's hand drifting down beneath the hem of her dress only to settle on the warm silk of her thigh.&nbsp; <br><br>And when it lifted?&nbsp; Sober, Nikki might've quickly drawn back, furrowed those neatly plucked brows and delivered a bitter reprimand.&nbsp; <br><br>Tonight?&nbsp; Well, with Chris's implicit consent to this cozy little vibe they'd established in unexplored territory, she wasn't going to deny what came natural.&nbsp; <br><br>Her reaction was borne of purest instinct.&nbsp; A sudden but knowing smile, mischievous as before, flickered to meet his gaze, and somehow the supple contour of her asscheek seemed to sink deeper into his touch; at the slightest expense of contact with her husband's.&nbsp; Her flesh was warm and taut, narrow separated from his touch by a sliver of black silk that was as of yet unseen.<br><br>Her gaze flickered to Chris.&nbsp; <em>"Absolutely,"</em> she conceded, upper teeth sinking ever so slightly into the swell of her lower lip as she again eyed the younger man.&nbsp; Her husband's encouragement was both unexpected and liberating.&nbsp; Alcohol made it even easier.&nbsp; After all, if things went too far -- well, Chris would stop them, right?&nbsp; He certainly couldn't get mad at her.&nbsp; It might've been his birthday, but this whole thing would've been a devious form of entrapment if he were to get upset now.<br><br><em>"'kay,"</em> she murmured, leaning in to peck her husband's cheek as he excused himself long enough to pay the bar tab and walk away.&nbsp; With that, she turned to more fully face her young counterpart.&nbsp; Her arms lifted, wrists overlapping behind his head as her hips settled into a sway to match the gentle rhythm of the recorded music playing between band set swaps.&nbsp; She studied him for a couple seconds, narrowed eyes clearly struggling to discern something in him.&nbsp; <br><br>Eventually, she leaned in, warm whispers breezing against his jawline as her lips approached his earlobe.&nbsp; There was never contact, yet the whole of her frame was snugging up into his from the front.<br><br><em>"Y'wanna come home with us?&nbsp; Maybe meet the pups?"</em>&nbsp; Drawing back just enough that their faces were mere inches apart, Nikki's dark gaze shifted to the sight of Chris disappearing into the bathroom.&nbsp; As its door swung close, she leaned in, head tilted, and turned vanilla-glossed lips in to brush the young man's.&nbsp; The kiss was a peck, but she lingered long enough to savor every last ounce of it.&nbsp; In drawing away, she leaned back in to whisper.<br><br><em>"We didn't plan this, but I'm gettin' the feeling he wouldn't mind..."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>06-04-2020, 10:32:00</strong>
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				"You bet! - he answered without giving it a thought -&nbsp; I'd be glad to meet the boys!" After that kiss on the mouth, even if it was a quick, light kiss, he was ready to do or say anything Nikki could have asked him to. Rob a bank, fly to Mars, bring her Aladdin's magic lamp. Sure. No problem. Consider it done. Your wish is my command. He was so turned on that for a moment he wondered how noticeable it really was for others. He had a raging hard on in his pants. Well, groping Nikki's butt, be it over or under her dress, and staying so close to her lips wasn't going to help him calm down, was it? He drank a big gulp from his drink, trying to finish it quickly, before the gorgeous woman had the time to change her mind about the invitation.<br><br>He was aware, even through the alcoholic mist hazing his brain, that the dogs were probably an excuse to be somewhere private and turn on the heat of their little games. Till where, that was a question that he didn't care to answer. For a moment, a bunch of weird possibilities filled his overheated mind. What if they were into threesomes, but husband <em>really</em> wanted a piece of him too? It wasn't such an unlikely idea. He did meet some gay dudes flirt with him in the past, nothing weird, nothing unsettling. He had absolutely no problem with bi guys either, never had. But he wasn't going to suck a dick, nor take one up the butt. He just wasn't into that. Or... <em>Man, you should really stop reading creepypasta before sleep...</em> What if they were really sick, dangerous people? Turn on a guy like crazy, get him drunk or stoned, then take him somewhere quiet to rob him. Phone, wallet, car, clothes. Or to kill him. Sell his organs. Or sacrifice him to some obscure divinity.<br><br><em>Yeah, sure. I'm going to get gutted like a fish, to honor the Mighty Cthulhu. That's it.</em> Richard Monaco smiled, a little bit to himself, laughing about his own stupidity. But mostly, he smiled to Nikki. She managed to turn a lonely, half drunk evening at the Club Aurora to the most unbelievable of the nights.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>06-04-2020, 19:10:28</strong>
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				Chris returned to a sheepish smile on Richard's face, and his wife Nikki, still smitten look on her face.&nbsp; He notice Richard's hand hand't moved an inch and was definitely grabbing a hold of his wife's ass, which may have bothered him had he not been swirling in alcohol and certainly if his wife had objected to it.&nbsp; But he was enjoying letting things go, and seeing how Nikki reacted to them.&nbsp; That was always his fantasy, imagining how she would react to such n such.&nbsp; And slowly it was unfolding before his eyes.....<br><br><strong>"So what I miss?"</strong> He asked the two , kind of asking but more of just a random question.&nbsp; Chris noticed the dance floor started to thin out and those who weren't paying their tabs at the bar, we're making their way to the exit. He had heard last call while headed to the men's room which meant the lounge would be closing in the next 15-20 minutes.&nbsp; As the dim lights began to brighten, his wife looked hotter than ever. Shit and even Richard's handsome looks doubled under the now brighter lights.&nbsp; He could actually see why Nikki or any woman in her right mind would be drawn to him.&nbsp; But from what Chris could tell, he didnt come off as a douche at all.&nbsp; He was sincere, a bit reserved and very cool interacting with Nikki, even with her husband right there.&nbsp; Took a special kind of guy to pull that off....as he started to wonder if Richard had done this a time or two.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>07-04-2020, 01:20:33</strong>
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				The remaining time between Richard and Nikki wasn't exactly silent, but it was nonetheless profound.&nbsp; For her part, Nikki had to consciously resist the urge to look back; to self-censor on what was now oozing from a faucet of pent up sexual energy.&nbsp; It wasn't as though she and Chris had a <em>bad</em> sex life.&nbsp; But this was different, and different was something most marriages -- not just theirs -- were sorely lacking in.<br><br>That said, she only glanced back once more between that transgression of a smooch and her husband's return, but she remained comfortably within the younger man's embrace.&nbsp; Arms curled about his neck, any onlooker might've expected that her elongated form simply belonged to the other's; and that the ring on her finger had been put there by him.<br><br>It wouldn't have taken a rocket scientist to discern what was on the verge of happening.&nbsp; With heavy, fluttering lids and that soft dreamy smile, plush lips were on the brink of sinking into Richard's once again when Chris returned.&nbsp; There was no jump or startle.&nbsp; Rather, she simply paused in what was happening, opting to turn and look at her husband as though he were any other man interrupting a moment.&nbsp; There was not one iota of annoyance.&nbsp; Rather, the paradigm simply seemed to have shifted, and she was going to play whatever game this was until he told her to stop.<br><br><em>"Oh,"</em> she cast a brief and cursory glance back to Richard, latching eyes with him long enough for that mischievous glimmer to resurface; alongside a coy little smile that could've looked just as devious whether she wore it while decorating a birthday cake or sucking another man's cock.&nbsp; <em>"That's our secret.&nbsp; Sorry.&nbsp; You shouldn't have gone,"</em> she teased, flashing her husband a devious wink.<br><br><em>"It looks like we're bein' evicted though.&nbsp; Y'all wanna take this party to our place?&nbsp; I want Richard to meet the pups.&nbsp; And he definitely needs to try one of your margaritas, hon."</em>&nbsp; Already she was starting for the door.&nbsp; Arms unhinged from Richard's broad shoulders, she latched for his hand in one of hers while its sister grabbed for Chris's.&nbsp; Together, she started tugging at both of them.<br><br><em>"You set up an uber for us, right, hon?"</em>&nbsp; She called back to Chris.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>07-04-2020, 03:33:28</strong>
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				Chris shot a slight roll of the eye smirk at his wife when she taunted him about not leaving and that their conversation was a secret.&nbsp; It only made him want to know more and grow more curious at his wife's half-hearted teasing reply.&nbsp; The devilish wink was so seductive, he bit his bottom lip hard, eyes locked on his wive's, almost mercifully begging to know the answer to his question.<br><br>"Back to our place?" Chris paused, did he just hear her right? <em> Was she really inviting the handsome stranger back to meet the pups?&nbsp; Sounded plausible, and certainly in her drunken nature Nikki could merely be flirting in hopes he would become the new dog walker.&nbsp; What if she wanted more from him?&nbsp; Would she....Could she....??</em>&nbsp; His mind raced a million miles a minute.&nbsp; She made everything seem more casual and harmless when mentioning the margarita's he was famous in the neighborhood for making.<br><br><strong>"I sure did"</strong> he whipped out his phone, looking at the Uber app.&nbsp; <strong>"Got a SUV in route, ETA is 5 minutes"</strong>. He gladly took Nikki's other hand and let her lead the two of them to the exit, drawing more than there fair shares of glances from the bouncers and other club-goers.&nbsp; Chris gripped her hand a bit tighter, reassuring himself everything was fine and to go with the flow.&nbsp; The cool spring evening air was a welcome feeling as it helped breath fresh life into his senses, muddied by the non stop throbbing pulse of the music's heavy bass all night long.<br><br>"If you like margaritas, mine are pretty good" he told Richard as the SUV uber ride pulled up to the 3some waiting on the curb.&nbsp; "They'll sneak up on you though, taste is deceiving!".&nbsp; Chris opened the rear passenger door for His wife to slide in.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then he paused.&nbsp; <em>Should I sit in the back with them, or sit up front so it's not crowded in the back..?.....</em> he worried silently to himself. He opted to take the front seat, feeling a twinge in his groin as his bulge stiffened a bit.<br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcRAiATV5X1XPAib-nWvDsbdFy0R2EMkgfChP5BYO0NHZAiKoZUR&amp;usqp=CAU[img height=350 3padding=5])</div><br><br>(https://miro.medium.com/max/960/1*otdBLWTFtjFRAp71-FVtJA.jpeg)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>07-04-2020, 07:07:26</strong>
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				Moments later, the trio piled into the SUV.&nbsp; With Chris up front, Nikki was first to sink into the back, and she was quick to pivot, arms outstretched to help cushion the blow of Richard's inevitable stumble into the vehicle.&nbsp; If and when he did, she enveloped him in a gentle hug, and then her far arm lingered wrapped around his shoulder whilst her head veered into him.&nbsp; Eyes cast forward, vision clouded between the darkness and glowing dashboard ahead, she spoke to her husband even if she couldn't quite make him out between her intoxication and the darkness that clouded his otherwise familiar features.<br><br><em>"He's not kiddin', you know."</em>&nbsp; Insistent, she turned defiantly wide eyes onto the younger man sat next to her.&nbsp; If the pair of them were deviants looking to do him harm, Nikki was an actress deserving of an award.&nbsp; Otherwise she was simply drunk; but certainly not enough to be out of control.&nbsp; Rather, she was having <em>an absolute blast</em>, and it showed in the rampant enthusiasm that highlighted her each and every expression at this point.<br><br><em>"That's how he got me into bed the first time.&nbsp; Those margaritas,"</em> she insisted, peering ahead towards Chris despite that she couldn't see him.<br><br><em>"Not that I wouldn't have done it anyway, but he wasn't gonna just ask."</em>&nbsp; Humor audible, she gave a silly grin ahead and then looked over to Chris.&nbsp; Curious, her gaze probed him in the darkness.&nbsp; <em>"You doin' okay over there?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>07-04-2020, 19:22:40</strong>
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				Chris turned the best he could after he buckled himself in the front seat and confirmed their home address and final destination with the Uber driver.<br><br>He chuckled at Nikki confessing how their first intimate night happened, ironically it was usually Chris bragging to his friends how it happened, but this was the first he had her his wife openly confess how their first night of sex happened. He shrugged, his sheepish grin hidden by the cover of the dimly lit interior of the SUV.&nbsp; "What can I say, I know the way to a woman's heart" he chuckled.<br><br>He gave up trying to twist around to make eye contact with them both and instead found a better solution. He reached up and pulled the sun visor down, and dusted it so he could see his wife in the small mirror attached.<br><br>Nodding his head, "Doing Good, Drunk as hell though!" he chuckled.&nbsp; &nbsp;"You guys OK back there?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>14-04-2020, 18:56:35</strong>
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				Richard followed the married couple to the exit, quickly waving goodbye to the few friends and acquaintances that noticed their quick getaway, and then into the SUV. He gladly accepted Nikki's helping hug and her snuggling, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, still a little uncertain about what was going on between them. <em>Man, you sneaked an effing hand under her dress and the guy was cool as a cucumber with that. What in the hell are you worried about?</em> He gently put a hand on the gorgeous woman's leg, caressing her firm thigh softly.<br><br>"No no no, my friend - he answered to Chris, who was bragging about his delicious cocktails - I'm not going to drink a margarita, not even if it's directly from high heavens. I have downed enough for tonight, thank you, thank you so much. But I'll taste a sip from your shaker, I promise!" He wasn't lying. If things moved in a general bedroom direction, he needed to stay sober enough not to give a crappy performance. He was pretty good in bed and remarkably gifted on the size level, but booze... Well, being drunk and having good sex, those things didn't mix. Not for him, at least. Moreover, if he dared to drink a margarita or two, probably he was going to get really shitfaced and that's not what you want to show to a potential employer...<br><br>So he listened and smiled, caressing Nikki's legs and moving his hands up, on her sensitive inner thighs, tracing teasing patterns on her skin. "How long have you two been married?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>17-04-2020, 15:49:52</strong>
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				Chris&nbsp; strained his eyes on the small makeup mirror in his sun visor, but the dimness of the car&nbsp; made it almost impossible to see his wife and Richard in the back seat, except for when they passed under the street lamps, and then it was only a glimpse or two at a time.<br><br><strong>"Almost 6 years"</strong> Chris answered matter of factly, reaching up to adjust his mirror, hoping a slight adjustment would provide a better view.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Chris nervously looked over at the Uber driver whom seemed content to stay out of the conversation, but he wondered if he suspected or even had an inkling of a clue of how the three passengers knew each other.&nbsp; If he suspected that Chris was Nikki's husband, what would he think? Chris wiggled in his seat a bit uncomfortable, hoping the driver wasn't inclined to be too observant.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>18-04-2020, 23:34:02</strong>
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				Nikki cackled, but she couldn't help admiring Richard's response.&nbsp; There was the obvious:&nbsp; His decline suggested he wanted to keep his senses about him, and that was promising.&nbsp; While she and Chris had both sort of unintentionally cut loose for the evening, there was a desire in her not to get <em>too</em> silly.&nbsp; At this point, she was riding the curve fairly snug as a bug in a rug.&nbsp; She was uninhibited in a rare sort of way without being totally off her rocker; although her speech at the club had been just a little oddly-paced.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Smart man,"</em> she murmured, and as Richard's hand fell onto her thigh, she let her far arm cross her body.&nbsp; She twisted from the waist up, laying a warm palm gently across the firm musculature of Richard's chest.&nbsp; That dark gaze was on Chris's -- via the mirror -- while the rest of her sort of leaned into Richard without outright laying on him.&nbsp; She wasn't quite <em>that</em> drunk.<br><br><em>"All good back here, babe,"</em> Nikki said with a distinct sparkle in her eye.&nbsp; Despite the darkness, Chris might've seen it -- but only Richard would've fully understood why.&nbsp; Her lower body shifted just a little; in that her thighs slipped apart ever so slightly -- as if to invite Richard's wayward touch to drift further inward.&nbsp; Whether he did or not, fingertips on his chest began an idle caress, smoothing side to side in a slow zig-zag that slowly traced its way towards his abdomen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>22-04-2020, 10:46:11</strong>
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				The feeling of Nikki's hand caressing his chest felt so good. Again, his head was full of her, her scent, her voice. Richard felt very turned on by the whole situation and struggled to calm down. <em>Don't rush things and everything will go just fine</em> he told himself. He caressed the woman's thigh, moving again his fingers under her dress. His strong hand rubbed and teased her firm leg, never gripping hard, but for sure making her feel his desire. She seemed to enjoy their little game and he felt proud of his magic touch.<br><br>For a moment, he wondered how far should he go, on that SUV seat. He was loving the teasing too, but he didn't want to come out as too rushed, as a pig who misinterpreted a funny, naughty game for a permit to do anything he wanted. And in a corner of his brain he didn't want to offend Chris either. On the contrary, he really hoped that he was enjoying himself too. Making a scene in front of the driver was exactly the ending he wanted to avoid at all cost, even if that meant getting blueballed for the whole evening. So again, bidding his time, he opted to chat more. "Tell me more about my two customers, please. How old are they? Good health? Quirks and preferences I should know?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>23-04-2020, 16:07:20</strong>
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				"Pair of labs, we rescued from a shelter about 8 months ago, when they were only a few months old." Chris chimed in a bit anxiously from the front seat.&nbsp; "Their Nikki's fur babies, sometimes I think they get more affection than me!" he said jokingly, pausing allowing Nikki to interject, and talk about her beloved pups. She always had the final say when it came to them, who cared for them in their absence.&nbsp; Chris happen to notice the driver eyes wandering quite frequently to the rearview mirror, and wondered if his vantage point&nbsp; was better than the view Chris had in the tiny sun visor mirror.&nbsp; Then he worried that if the pair in the back caught the driver looking, they would stop their cuddling and whatever else was happening.&nbsp; Chris decided to chat up the driver a bit, to keep the pair in the back safe in their darkness endeavors, his brain could only race with the thoughts of what was actually happening back there.&nbsp; But it did seem the pair was huddled closer to one another than when thy had left the parking lot of the lounge.<br><br>"So Driver, I noticed You didn't take the parkway back there, I take it your gonna take the scenic route, on 320?" Chris commented after they passed the exit to the parkway.&nbsp; "Probably for the best, late night construction can really snarl traffic up, even at this time of night!"&nbsp; He took his eyes off the driver, and glanced back up into the sun visor mirror, eyes straining, having to use his imagination to get a clear picture of what indecencies might be happening in the cover of darkness in the back seat between his wife and Richard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>02-05-2020, 04:55:15</strong>
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				The dogs got more attention than Chris?&nbsp; Nikki let loose a heartfelt cackle, yet her hand never stopped in its zig-zag pathway down Richard's firm abdomen.&nbsp; Her touch was light but none too subtle, fingertips applying just a little more pressure as she neared the younger man's waistline.&nbsp; There, she savored the feel of him; from his intricately worked midsection all the way to the first hint of his belt.&nbsp; In spite of it, her gaze was temporarily withdrawn, fixed instead ahead to the front where she regarded her better half with glee.<br><br><em>"Maybe if you could make the kinds of cute faces that they can,"</em> she prodded, and then her devious smile flickered back to Richard.&nbsp; What ensued was simultaneously confusing and encouraging.&nbsp; Chris seemed so content to withdraw, engaging in small talk with the driver; as if he was purposefully ignoring her.&nbsp; Or maybe the two of them?&nbsp; Nikki couldn't know, nor could she be bothered to care.&nbsp; In her thoroughly buzzed state, she need only feel Richard sitting next to her.&nbsp; With a hand still draped across the far side of his abdomen, her thigh rocked gently into his touch.&nbsp; Large eyes, guised in shadow, met his.<br><br><em>"We didn't plan this,"</em> she confessed to him with a throaty whisper.&nbsp; It wasn't quite so intimate as their moment in the club had been, but she didn't expect Chris would overhear given the louder conversation going on up front.<br><br><em>"...But I think something's happening,"</em> she confessed with a sudden and giddy grin.&nbsp; Without delay, Nikki leaned in, and once again she touched her mouth to Richard's.&nbsp; This time she lingered, worrying not one bit about the fact that Chris was watching.&nbsp; Unless the younger man pulled away, he'd soon feel her tongue frolic outward, playfully brushing his mouth as if to request entry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nameless One</strong> on <strong>12-05-2020, 16:01:32</strong>
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				After the witty back and forth between husband and wife - that honestly made him smile - Richard couldn't help but get drawn back to Nikki. Her luscious body was all over him, or at least so he felt. Her hands on his chest, her sweet lips touching his ear and then teasing his mouth, her leg on his one. And he was far too excited, too spellbound, not to indulge in the pleasure of her passion. So he reciprocated the kiss, gently sucking on her tongue tip, brushing her lower lip with his teeth. The car felt hot, very hot, like an oven, and his heart was thumping on his ribs.<br><br><em>How the fuck I am so turned on by all of this?</em> he wondered, but there was no answer. So he opened his mouth and let their tongues play, breathing her scent fully. Richard tightened his grip on Nikki's leg, caressing her more lustfully now, loving the feeling of her firm thigh under his hand, barely covered by the thin fabric. He felt the burning need to hear her moan and pushed his hand more under her dress, rubbing her panties with the back of his fingers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Seduced by a Stranger or Willing Wanton Wife? (S6XS6X, Kilaar, Nameless One)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kilaar</strong> on <strong>21-05-2020, 09:15:55</strong>
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				Something poppy was going on the radio, and in conjunction with the hunky young man sat next to her and that absolutely <em>perfect</em> buzz, Nikki was officially done overthinking this.&nbsp; If it culminated in a fight, she and Chris would sort it out -- Even if she was halfway sure that wasn't going to happen.&nbsp; Doubt nudged away, the young woman leaned more fully into her counterpart, her tongue retreating even as her lips seized.&nbsp; She drew at him, suckling on his mouth and pulling somewhat aggressively at his tongue.&nbsp; Further down, the warmth trapped between her thighs was apparent; in addition to an ample moisture that he'd likely feel as the backside of his hand smoothed further down along the thin, delicate fabric.<br><br>Elsewhere, Nikki's hand didn't go idle.&nbsp; Rather, those probing fingertips continued their pressured descent, easing beyond Richard's abdomen to his midsection where she'd begin to feel for him.&nbsp; If and when she found that bulge -- which she'd gotten a hint of at the club -- she was quick to smooth her palm over it; to let fingertips dip in and even grip at as she sought to touch and tease him.
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