So Hot, You'll Cheat on Your Wife.
"Give me your ID," The older, shorter, and heavier woman said from behind the glass counter. Built into the chipping wooden countertop was a steel catch basin on a rail. She moved the basin on her end and slid it so that the catch basin was on my side of the glass.
This is embarrassing.
I pulled out my leather wallet out of my back pocket, placed my ID into the basin, and slid it back to her side. She gave me an intent look as well as one to my id. She took a paper slip next to her and began to write down my information: name, date of birth, address etc, etc.
I went all out of my way to hide the fact I'm renting this hotel room for them to take my information anyway?! Fuck!
I figured it was just procedure she had to do and said nothing. My mind was in other places, my heart racing like a sports car jamming asphalt down an empty highway. The lobby inside the hotel was falling apart to say the least. The carpeting that was probably older than me, and a chandelier behind me was missing most of the glass bells and left light bulbs bare and naked for the world to see. The tile where the grout was so dirtied it was all a uniform black. It was the worst possible place to stay if you intended to come over for a trip or vacation. It was, however, the perfect place to do something and needed a cheap room to do it in, like sex.
Surrounding the hotel was one of the worse neighborhoods of Canterlot. While the rich, the royals, and the famous used all of the city as their expensive amusement park, the small slums tucked away were home to those running the show, the maids, the servers, the maintenance workers, and the general riff-raff.
After a few seconds and counting the fifty dollars, I paid for a few hours for the room I was handed a television remote and the key to the room.
"Here you go sir, see you in a few minutes," The woman said with a cackle.
The Hallways and the room itself looked dead. The wallpaper was peeling off in some parts, the cabinet was made out of cheap plywood with a wood texture glued onto the wood, which was also peeling off in some spots. A cheap television set was hanging off the corner of the room supported by a metal pan, and the window had a good view of the grey wall that was the hotel next door. It was the same hotel where a double-murder took place around a year ago. All and all, compared to any other place, this was perfect.
I kicked off my shoes and leaped on the bed. With the remote in my hand, I turned on the tv and changed it to some sports channel while I began the wait. My heart began to pound as I pulled my phone out and sent one text.
It's ready, room forty-five.
Within seconds my phone vibrated with a text back.
Alright. I just clocked out and closed up the boutique. Be there around fifteen minutes.
As I laid there on the bed, I began to think of the person coming over...
Sassy Saddles.
I was absolutely stunned by her beauty when I walked into the shop a week before. I had talked to her on the phone a few days earlier and ordered 'The Princess Dress' as a surprise gift for my wife, but I was not expecting to see ‘her’ She had the figure of a model. Her baby blue skin and auburn hair with cornsilk streaks made her absolutely stunning. I was at a loss for words when we first locked eyes…
***
"Hello…" She said.
"C-call me Mr. Sands." I said, trying to keep my composure to a professional level, even with my pants feeling a bit tighter.
"Okay, Mr. Sands." She said with her piercing auburn eyes and addicting smile. "Are you here for the Princess Dress?"
"Yes ma'am." I nodded.
"The name is Sassy Saddles, by the way," she said, “Let me get it for you.” She left the counter and went to the back room. Her tight, black dress gave away her figure, and more importantly her round, ample ass. She disappeared for what seemed like ten minutes, but when she returned, she had a large, purple bag. I felt like the bag was mocking me, because it knew I had to buy that dress.
"Alright, Mr. Sands. That will be one thousand dollars and thirty-five cents."
After receiving my credit card and dropping that and their business card into my bag, I gave her a smile and a thank you. It took a few seconds to get from the front of the boutique to my luxury sedan. I went inside and tossed the bag next to me, wanting to race home to give the dress to my wife, and how she would brag to my neighbors’ wives about the dress
Suck it, boys!
As I started up the car, I felt my phone vibrate from my front dress pants. As I waited for the air conditioning to cool the car down I saw it was a text that came from a number I was not familiar with. I opened it and was taken aback. It was a selfie by Sassy Saddles, the woman I had just met. She was in front of a bathroom that had the same color and scheme as the boutique. Sassy Saddles was also naked. Her perfect breasts and shaven pubic area had given me an instant boner. What nearly drove me to barge in the store and fuck her then and there was three simple words that came with the text.
Want to fuck?
Even if I got the dress, the extreme happiness of my wife, and possibly some side action with a young woman, I still thought the dress was a big waste of money. But, every wife in the neighborhood wanted one, including my own, and I didn't say no.
How could I say no?
Even if I was the only one working, and providing the food and shelter, she had done so much for me: She sacrificed her career to stay at home. She sacrificed her sanity dealing with my childish behavior a lot of the time. But most importantly, she gave me a child.
Our daughter was the most precious thing in the world for me. As I started to think about of them made my dick softer and my guilt rise.
I shouldn't be here.
Why are you sacrificing your family for a piece of hot ass?She isn't worth it!
***
The thoughts won out. I gave up. I picked up the remote and the key card. I felt guilty for even being there and went to the door. I wanted to get out of the hotel, the neighbourhood, and back to the suburbs with my family. I opened the door and immediately stopped because Sassy Saddles was standing in the hallway, her arms raised and about to knock on the door.
"Oh," she said in surprise.
"Hey!"
"Well," Sassy said with a nervous laugh, "I'm here!"
"I noticed."
"So, a-are you going to let me in?"
I quietly moved aside from the door to let her in, but not before doing a quick look down both sides of the halls to make sure she wasn't followed. It was empty, save for someone down the hallway that was obviously tweaking out on something fierce.
"Sorry about the room, it's not really… Clean for being low profile."
Sassy looked at the dilapidated state of the room and smiled.
"I've had worse in my interning days," she said with a smirk. "So, should we begin?"
I had already sat on the bed just dumbfounded that it was actually happening. She dropped her expensive black leather purse on the rickety table and walked in front of me. She got down on her knees, staring at my crotch in anticipation.
"I never done this with anyone other than my fiancee," she said, unbuckling my black leather belt and staring at my crotch the entire time. Sassy unbuttoned my black dress pant and slowly pulled down down my zipper. It wasn’t long before I felt her hand slipping the slit on my boxers. I felt her cold hand feel my hard member from the base to the head.
"Very nice..." She moved my dick around and allowed the head and most of my shaft to pop out of the slit, exposing it for her to see and admire. She let go of my cock, which flopped down with a soft thud on my trousers. She then tied her silky hair with a hair tie from her wrist, which kept it all behind her. Her icy cold hand gingerly grabbed hold of my shaft again and gave it a few strokes. Her soft hands glided up and down, and honestly, it felt better than pussy. She stopped, gave herself a deep breath, and dipped her head to my cock, her mouth opening at the last second. At first, my head was in her mouth and feeling the embrace of her tongue. Her tongue whipped my head gingerly from all directions. She took one more breath and moved more of my member into her mouth. Her mere tongue bath became a bobbing motion. The room became filled of the sounds of Sassy's slurps and gurgles. Her bobbing motion became rhythmic, her tongue softly grinded up and down my shaft. She had her beautiful eyes staring straight at me the entire time. The pleasure on my face was getting her horny, and she moved one of her hands away and up her dress with the faint slicking sound coming from down there.
Her blowjob slowed down with her lips still wrapped around the base of my shaft. She pressed my length even further, which left resting comfortably down her throat. Sassy slowly pulled back but left a glaze of her saliva and my precum on my dick. She finally let go of my cock with an audible pop sound that echoed across the room. Sassy gave me a seductive look, her eyes filled with hunger as my head was inches from her chin.
"Lay on the bed, I'm ready." she said.
I scooted back the headboard in the bed without a thought, literally blown about what was happening. My pants and boxers were the first off me and on the floor, my shirt followed right after that. Sassy took my nakedness and hard-on as her cue. She seductively walked to the foot of the bed, within my view. She reached both hands to her back and I heard the sound of a zipper. She had her same seductive smile when the dress fell off of her. Her round, perfect breasts were staring at me, while her pussy was hidden behind a small silk thong.
She slipped the small black thing off of her hips to reveal her shaven pubic area. I had seen her naked before, with the photo that she sent me that started all this. She crawled on the bed and went straight for my hips, and stopped with her moist opening above my cock. She reached down to give it a few gentle strokes to make it rise again, her cold hands became warmer and wetter with her pussy juice.
"Well, here goes nothing," she said as she raised my cock a inch above her babymaker. Sassy lowered her hips slowly to the point where my tip was pressing against her hole, but not inside. She once again took a deep breath and let it slip in.
"That felt good." She moaned as just my head went in. My cock was pressed against her wet and slimy inside, and it made me want more. I lifted my hips and slipped myself further inside, causing Sassy to give a sharp yelp in pleasure.
"Mr. Sands, you naughty boy!"
I didn’t listen. Instead, I grabbed her hips and slammed them on mine, my member deep inside her moist crevice.
"Oh fuck!" Sassy screamed in pleasure. "You should at least let me get ready."
"You have a problem with it?" I said with a grin.
"Of course not!" She began to rock her hips back and forth. The feeling of my member pressing between her walls with each motion felt amazing, especially with her warming up my already hot member. She gave off sharp moans every time she bounced.
"This is amazing!" She cried out as she continue to rock her hips.
"You think that’s fun? Try up and down, you can prepare yourself as long as you like."
"As you wish, Mr. Sands."
She stopped her rocking motion and closed her eyes with a smiled. She lifted her hips and pressed down again and again. Her moans of pleasure became full fledge screams as her hips slammed mine deeper in the cheap mattress, my member pushed deeper with every drop from her. She went faster, her moaning was high-pitched and ear-shattering as she continued to go faster. She lifted her hips to the point where my tip finally felt the cool air. She dropped her hips on mine like a guillotine, and my member slipped deep inside of her in one go. She stopped and fell forward, her hands resting next to my neck. She was drenched with sweat, her legs were quaking, and she had labored breaths.
"Holy shit..." I finally spoke. "Did you just?"
"Yes," Sassy said, her legs finally stopping.
"do you want to stop?" I asked.
"It's impolite to leave the partner blue balling." With a wink, she raised her hips which my member slip out.
"Switch positions?" She asked.
"Sure," I said as I got off the bed. From underneath her. I waited until she was laying on the bed and had her legs spread before I went back on the bed. I moved with my knees as close to her sprawled-out body as I could and got my member ready. I grabbed her thighs and moved her closer to me, her ass cheeks pressing against my knees. Without any preparation or build up, I slipped it inside her slippery pussy and went deep. She wasn't as crazy as before with my dick in her, but her face gave away the amount of pleasure she was in.
"How do you want it?" I asked.
"Ravage me like a wild beast," she said with excitement in her eyes.
The first two trusts were slow, warming her up and had her waiting in anticipation for what was to come. My thrusts became quicker and harder instantaneously. The sound of our sweaty skin slapping against each other were nearly drowned out by Sassy’s cries of joy. I looked down to see my member slide relentlessly in and out of her and saw that a film of white cream, her cream, had built up on my shaft.
She really is loving this, and so am I!
I continued to relentlessly thrust into her. Every time I did she had to scream in pleasure. really did not blame her.
"Fuck me, daddy! Cum in me, daddy!" She moaned as she used her legs to wrap around my back. She dug her heels to my back, pushing me farther inside. She did the same with my back and her hands, bringing my chest on top of her with her sweaty C-cup breasts sliding all over my chest. It made me more aroused and amplified the feeling of the need to cum.
"Let me go, I'm about to cum," I groaned, still thrusting away.
I decided to let go and cum, thinking she would give me a chance to pull out. Instead, she held me closer and brought me into a deep kiss. I felt my seed shoot out of my urethra and into a pussy already drenched in our juices. She continued to wrap her tongue around mine, as I tried to do the same.
She released her grip on me after our kiss finished. We both giggled as I pulled out of her, and I collapsed into a pile of sweat and satisfaction next to her.
"My stars, that was fantastic." She said as she cuddled next to me. We held on to each other for what seemed like forever. We began to get to know about each other a bit more, her work history, her story of her life.
"It's not an exciting life, but I'm doing what I love," she said while using the sheets we were laying on to wipe off the cum inside of her pussy as it came out. The conversation quickly came to my child and wife.
"Your wife should be lucky to have you," She said as she got up and went into the bathroom
The words cut in deep. I was caught up in the urge to fuck that I forgot that I had a family already. I felt sick.
The sound of the shower was heard, and I had planned to take mine after her. I checked my phone and it went off once.
It was my wife.
Overtime bug got you again? Don't worry, Cosmo had a great article about proper blowjobs, and I need a guinea pig. ;)
Great.
It took Sassy a few minutes and walked out with nothing on. I had to stop the urge to reminder that she was naked, but I reminded myself of what we just did.
"I wish I can stay for round two, but I have to meet the future in-laws tonight." She was pulling her underwear up and was in the process of putting her dress on. "Alright, Mr. Sands, I bid you farewell," Sassy said as she slung her purse around her shoulder and walked out, not before blowing me a quick kiss and leaving me alone to think about what I had done.
***
"Daddy!" My daughter cried when I arrived. She ran to me from the living room to the entrance of our beautiful two-story home like a bat out of hell. Her brown pigtails bounced flailed around her head like ragdolls as she did so.
How can I look her in the eyes after what I did?
"Hello Sweetie!" I said as I kneeled in front of her and received the biggest hug she could possibly give me.
"I learned how to make numbers!"
"What?"
"She means she knows how to add." My wife said. Even with a child under her belt, she was as beautiful as the day I met her. I had always loved her beautiful magenta eyes. "How was your day?"
"Work, work, work. You?"
"Clean, clean, clean. The usual. Dinner’s ready."
As soon as I walked into the kitchen I was slammed with the smells of the lavish dinner. A turkey dinner with all the side dishes the three of us could possibly want.
"Felt like cooking today." She said with a kiss on my cheek.
Wow, now I'm feeling like shit.
The dinner was delicious and made me feel even worse. The guilt overwhelmed me as I saw my daughter and wife eat, converse, and laugh about their day. They loved me, they depended on me. And here I was fucking a hot piece of meat as if they meant nothing to me.
"Daddy?" My daughter asked.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Why are you crying?"
The wifey looked at me concerned. With the tip of my finger, I tapped my face. It was wet.
Fuck.
"Well, someone at work… He isn't living with his wife and kid anymore. It made me appreciate how much I love you both so much.
Great. And a liar.
"Don't cry Daddy! I will always be there for you." She said. The wife had a warm, sincere smile. The same one where later that night she would fuck me until I was drained of cum.
Fuck.
* * *
I felt my phone vibrate and knew who it was from. We were all in our pajamas watching our daughter's favorite cartoon. Never liked it but as long as it kept her calm I was okay with it.
"I’ll be right back," I said as I walked to the kitchen. I took a can of soda from the fridge and placed it on the countertop. While drinking the soda I fished the phone out and read the notification.
Yep, Sassy Saddles.
With a swipe of the phone, I read her text.
So I'm feeling guilty about cheating on my fiancee... I think we should leave it to one fling, and also delete each other's numbers.
Agreed.
It been a pleasure, Mr. Sands.
Likewise, I replied to the young woman for the last time. With a few swipes on my phone, I found and pressed the button I was looking for.
Delete.
Author's Note
Thanks to Anon for the story idea
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