Go out with my best friend, get drunk and destroy my marriage. Fuck!

6.30 pm – After eating dinner with my loving husband Ben of ten years and my darling daughter Olive my husband washed the dishes while I go to shower and dress as I’m going out tonight with my best friend Emma. As I’m washing my c cup perky tits I start to imagine its Ben handling them and feel my pussy getting wet. Now rubbing lather on my bald pussy I feel like I need to come however though I’m horny as fuck I decide not to and leave it until I get home this evening then Ben can satisfy me.

6.45 pm Pulling my new black sparkly dress on over my white lace bra and thong I wonder if the dress is too short as it barely covers my bum however I do look hot. Now I apply my make up, brush my long curly light brown hair and with a spray of perfume on my neck and cleavage I’m all set.

7.00 pm The taxi pulls up outside our home so I kiss Ben and Olive goodbye then walk out to the vehicle where Emma is waiting in the back seat. As we pull away she tells me how gorgeous I look and I repay the compliment as she’s wearing a tight blue dress that’s even shorter then mine and with her DD tits hanging out.

7.30 pm Arrive at the bar which we will have a drink or two in before going over to the club. As we sit at the bar on stools that reveal our legs and our panties if were not careful we have a drink and have a few guys hit on us. Emma is single so it’s fine for her but I tell them I’m married. One guy squeezes her bum making her squeal and she takes his mobile number.

8.30 pm We head to the club and order drinks before finding a table to sit at. Before long Emma is asked to dance with a good looking guy. About 6ft, dark hair and muscular. While I’m watching another guy comes up to me and says “Hi I’m Nigel. Would you like to dance” and I reply “I’m married thanks”. However he says he only wants a dance and believing him I go to the dance floor with him. I must admit he’s handsome at about 5ft10″, long blonde hair and a strong frame. Probably in construction I thought not like my husband who’s taller, slim and works in an office.

8.40 pm After a couple of quick dances a slow song comes on and before I knew it Nigel had his arms around me and his body was pushed up next to mine. Feeling his cock which was hardening against my stomach I should have pushed him away but I liked the attention and I was still horny from earlier. After the dance he tries to kiss me but I pull away and walk back to the table leaving him on the dance floor.

9.00 pm Sitting there feeling guilty about dancing with the guy and wishing I’d fingered myself earlier so I would be so aroused now Emma finally comes back to the table. Telling her what happened she said “You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s not like you fucked him!”. We order more drinks and I feel less guilty.

11.00 pm After too many drinks the guy who danced with Emma earlier invites her back to his place and looking at me for acceptance I nod and smile. Kissing one another she leaves with him and now I’ve to call a taxi and go home alone. Just as I’m dialing Nigel walks over and says “Sorry about earlier”. “That’s ok I was at fault too” I replied “Anyway I’m about to call a taxi”. He looks at me and says “I’ve not been drinking so I can give you a lift if you want. My cars only over the road”. Not thinking too clearly with all of the alcohol in me I replied “Ok. Saves waiting for a taxi”.

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