Mommy's Night Out

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Roger's dick felt heavenly and soon he was moving faster, bringing her orgasm closer with each thrust, nearer with each slap of his balls bumping against her sensitive clit. She reached back spreading the checks of her ass to allow him to penetrate her deeper for a minute, before slipping a hand underneath her and between her legs to rub her clit. She was getting close and judging by the way he was speeding up Roger wasn't far behind. With his hands on her hips pulling her to meet his thrusts, she could feel her body tensing and quivering with sexual excitement. Her eyes closed, head bouncing lightly on the pillow from his firm strokes, she frantically flicked her fingers across her clit as she suddenly lost control.

Her body convulsed, tensing uncontrollably from the incredible pleasure radiating through her. Her breath came out of her in gasps as her pussy gripped Roger's cock squeezing it hard as it contracted as if seeking to imprison it in her throbbing cunt. Her arms and legs gave out beneath her and her body flattened against the bed with her legs still spread wide. She felt a flush of heat and an almost electric tingling throughout her body.

Roger continued to thrust into her desperately seeking his own orgasm. Still riding out her orgasm, Vivian lay there and just let Roger have his way with her for a moment, before opening her eyes to see him humping her, his hips slamming into the cheeks of her ass. His eyes were closed and his mouth open, sighs issuing from it seemingly uncontrollably. "Oh, oh, uhh," he groaned pulling his cock out of her pussy and pumping it with his right hand a few times before shooting a stream of cum up the back of her maroon bustier. She felt the second warm spurt splash across the left cheek of her ass, followed by a third that dribbled down the crack of her ass. "Oh fuck, Catherine," he said dropping onto the bed next to her. "That was amazing," he said with his eyes closed, still breathing hard.

After giving Roger a few moments to bask in the afterglow of his orgasm, Vivian got up kissing him full on the mouth. "This was fun. Thanks for a great evening Roger, I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did. You should call me again sometime." Vivian walked into the bathroom and picked up one of the white bath towels, coming back into the room to wipe herself off. Roger sat up on the bed watching her, still looking a little dazed with pleasure.

"So what happens now?"

"Well, now you leave the money on that night stand, put your clothes on and I walk you to the door." Vivian said surprisingly confident after the torrid embrace they just shared. Roger seemed a little disappointed, but sat up and quickly began to put on his clothes reverting back to the shy and uncomfortable man she first met in the hotel bar.

As he walked to the door, he thanked her, "You probably hear this all the time, but Catharine, I just want to let you know that you are one gorgeous, amazingly talented woman and I thoroughly enjoyed every moment we spent together this evening." Vivian could feel her cheeks flushing, blushing from his kind words, and couldn't help but wrap her arms around him and pull him to her mouth for one last goodbye kiss. Closing the door behind, him she couldn't help but feel a little sadness that her time with Roger was over and that now it was time for her to head back to reality, back to her life, and back to her family.

After Roger left, Vivian quickly removed the maroon bustier and her new black lace topped stockings, sliding them off her smooth legs one at a time, with the intention of hopping into the shower. The hotel room smelt like hot sex and she wanted to freshen up a little before heading home to her husband and kids. Finally removing the last clasp, Vivian checked the back of the corset. Nothing a little dry cleaning wouldn't take out, she thought, looking at the large dried cum stain Roger had left on the maroon satin.

Throwing the bustier on to the bed, Vivian got into the shower soaping herself with the tiny bar of complementary soap, washing away any evidence of the evenings lecherous activities. Her mind returning to her time spent with Roger, she was surprised to notice that she was still quite turned on as she passed a soapy hand between her legs. She ran her hand lightly over the small strip of hair before affectionately rubbing the rest of her smoothly shaved vulva. Her hands lingering on her pussy, before she knew it, she was frantically masturbating.

Leaning against the front wall of the shower, she came quick and hard as the warm water flowed over her body. One hand strumming her clit, while her other buried two fingers into her sweltering pussy, still wet from earlier, she shuddered, panting loudly, feeling the muscles of her pussy clenching repeatedly on her fingers. Breathing heavily through the streams of water, she regained her composure and finished showering.

Drying off, she got dressed. She had just grabbed her purse to head home when she remembered the money still on the nightstand. Picking up the five, hundred dollar bills Roger left her, she put them into her purse smiling. She couldn't believe she almost forgot the money. She glanced one more time back at the room, a barrage of lewd and sensual images running through her mind, before she opened the door and left.

When she got home she was surprised to find her husband and kids curled up and watching a movie in their family room. "Hey, look whose home guys." Jake said beckoning for her to join him on the couch. Her kids said a brief hello, before quickly settling back in to the movie. Jake sat up to make room and she settled in next to him with her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her and held her hand in his. It was good to be home after all, she thought. She had spent the whole night wanting to get away and while it was definitely an amazing night, she wouldn't trade these nice times with her family for anything in the world.

The children's eyes were glued to the movie giving her and Jake an opportunity to talk quietly and uninterrupted. "What credit card did you use to pay for the room?" Jake asked.

"I used the Mastercard. That's what you wanted me to use right?" She replied.

"Yeah, that's fine. The hotel was really nice. You made a good choice."

"Yeah, I thought everything worked out really well, I just wished Roger had showed up sooner." Vivian said nudging him a little.

"Well, Roger had to finish cleaning up here, get the kids ready for the babysitter, and make sure he followed the rules on that list you made." He replied, pinching her bottom causing her to squirm a little and slap his hand away.

"I had a great time tonight Catherine." Jake said his eyes meeting hers before he kissed her gently on the lips.

"Me too Roger," she said kissing him again and hugging him tighter, "Me too."

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AnonymousAnonymous2 months ago

How long until she thinks, "wow, if it's that good when we roleplay, I wonder how much better it would be if I actually did it for real? Just once. To try it out. Then I'll know for sure." I feel like this tempting fate and it's only a matter of time before she falls.

AnonymousAnonymous4 months ago

Well that was a pleasant twist. A good way to deter cheating. :)

AnonymousAnonymous10 months ago

Very good story so far. I've only read pages one and two and I'm not going to look at the comments to avoid spoilers. The major mistake so far is changing her escort name from Catherine to Christine on the second page. I'm hoping that Roger doesn't turn out to be her husband with this just being an elaborate role play.

iammweaseliammweaselover 1 year ago

Not sure a story can get any more fucking ridiculously stupid.

Honestly it appears most LW writers are 14 year olds with acne and no girlfriends.

And lets be real, most writers and a huge chunk of readers are far, far dumber than the idiotic wives we get fed here on a daily basis.

ZalanaZalanaalmost 3 years ago

What fun .Thanks Ann 😄

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