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His head lifted and he swept his gaze over their surroundings as if he'd only just realised they were in a public place. His attention suddenly came to rest on me and my heart thumped so hard I could feel it without even touching my chest. Kissing her had left his lower lip moist and swollen.

A slight smile crossed his face as he watched me. Our gazes remained connected until the woman finally let out a strangled cry, coming with a shudder against his hand. I could feel Katie's breaths against my neck as the woman's knees wobbled. The man wrapped his arm around her to hold her steady, then kissed her cheek and spoke to her in a voice so low the words were drowned out by the music. Although the urgency had faded, they indulged in another long kiss, then while my breaths were still coming quickly and my pulse continued to race, he took her by the hand and led her way.

I watched in stunned silence as a group of rowdy guys filled the space they'd vacated. They stood with their backs to us watching the action on the dance floor, effectively blocking off the exit and our view of the rest of the club. The couple's departure left me feeling restless and needing release. It had all felt so surreal that if my body hadn't been telling me otherwise I would have been convinced it had never happened. Beneath the table my legs spread even further and Katie's hand slid up the inside of my thigh, stroking my sensitive skin.

I looked down in surprise to see it there. Unable to speak, I nodded quickly and kept my eyes on her as she touched her lips to my hot cheek. Waking up first this morning, I quickly jump into the shower, wanting to make sure my husband watches me dress. When I get out of the shower, I'm dripping wet and wrapped in a towel.

I come back into the bedroom and see Dale, my husband, on his phone. He, as he always does, is checking the news before starting his day. My nipples harden instantly under the wash of air coming from overhead fan humming above me. Like a rock. I always sleep well when you make meatloaf the night before," he smirks, looking up at me and admiring my naked body. You know I'd cook more often if I didn't work so late, dear," I sigh, wishing I did indeed have more time.

Quit your job and become a housewife. I don't mind at all," he repeats himself. This is a conversation we've had many times since we've gotten married. He makes more than enough to take care of us, but I was raised to work for what I want. I look through my wardrobe, searching for my knee length, pencil skirt.

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I know how serious he is. However, he has no idea what is in store for him later in the evening. Pink bubblegum rolls on my tongue as I walk along the black asphalt that's still steaming from the warm August rain. I can feel it wet along the edges of my toes as they push forward in my white stiletto sandals, the leather damp and just beginning to stretch. The moisture is everywhere and the humidity is high.

It's under my skin. The back of my neck is hot under the weight of my long blonde hair that's quickly losing its glossy perfection and becoming tousled and wavy.

It's that just-fucked calling card that makes people take a second glance at me as I turn the corner onto your street. But I haven't been fucked. Not just yet. Still, maybe they're noticing the flush in my cheeks, the vague smear of anticipation and lusty rush of arousal in my eyes. Maybe it's the way I'm walking, taking the opportunity to press my thighs together as I slow my pace so that I can feel the deep throb right down in my core. I'm even enjoying the way the white boyshort panties ride tightly against the curve of my slit.

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They're cut high over the apple bottom swell of my ass and I feel the warm night breeze under the short hem of my skirt. The snug crotch of the panties is nestled firmly in between my swollen pussy lips, rubbing back and forth against my clit as I walk, teasing me and keeping me constantly aware of my own sexuality. Inspired, I reach into my tiny purse, finding my cell phone before ducking in between two buildings. The alleyway is dark and wet and altogether unsavory but I don't care. I lean against the dirty wall and push the phone under my skirt, pulling the soaked fabric of my panties aside to expose my wet snatch for the lens.

I hear the click of the camera as I slowly blow a bubble with my gum, taking a few more shots as I slide my fingers along the silky smooth wet lips. I push a finger or two inside, feeling the familiar hot warm gush of anticipation and the way my pussy pulses eagerly around my fingers like a carnivorous little flower greedily sucking my fingers.

The bubble pops as I decide on the best picture to send you. When I'm satisfied, I attach it to a quick text that's right to the point. No cameras? I fumbled with the mask as he slipped out of the car and came around to open my door. He held out his hand and I took it unthinkingly as we walked up towards the French limestone mansion.

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No phones? I looked back towards the car but it had disappeared. Neil's hand felt reassuringly warm but unease filtered through me. A guy in a tux and a woman in a cocktail dress worked the door. Neil seemed to know them and we walked in unhindered. The swell of music welcomed us. My mask wasn't sitting right and I had half a mind to take it off but as I reached up to touch it, my hand froze. Immediately in front of me, two girls wearing bunny ears and nothing else were making out and fingering one another urgently.

I seemed to be the only one shocked by the display. People watched interestedly. My eyes darted around the room. Almost everyone had a mask on and the level of nudity was shocking.

Women wandered around in lingerie. I felt thoroughly overdressed. Everyone was indecently attractive. Heather and Mark had arrived back from a party.