#3103: The Hottest Wife
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Sarah heads out for a no-strings hookup while her partner Richard watches, turned on by knowing she’s dressing for another man. She comes home charged with leftover heat, and the night ends with raw desire and tension rather than tenderness.
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Richard was sitting on the bed, watching Sarah get dressed as she prepared for her date. He knew all about where she was going, and he had seen a picture of the man she was going to spend her evening with. He stood close when she was texting her date, Jonas, reading every word, every promise of a good time Sarah was giving him. Now that she was getting ready, he felt excited watching Sarah put on her stockings, rolling them over her toned legs, preparing herself for someone who wasn’t him.
Sarah smiled, watching her partner look her over so closely. When she put on a tight black dress that hugged her figure, it wasn’t hard to notice the heat in Richard’s eyes. He wanted her, and in any other situation, he would have grabbed Sarah, pulled her onto the bed, and had his way with her. But right now wasn’t the time. She was meant for someone else that night, and he couldn’t touch her, couldn’t kiss her, couldn’t smear her lipstick. He had to wait for her to come back, satisfied and happy after being fucked by a different man, and then, maybe, he would get his chance.
Sarah applied her favorite perfume and smiled at herself in the mirror before turning to look at Richard. She felt giddy and excited to experience something new, but that didn’t lessen her anticipation of coming home later and getting into bed with him. She stepped closer, resting her hands on his shoulders and leaning toward his face, her closeness teasing him before she pulled away again. Richard squeezed her hips tightly, a last reminder of how close they were. Moments later, Sarah checked the time and knew she had to leave. Her date was waiting.
Both Sarah and Jonas knew what this meeting was. There was no pretense about the reason they were seeing each other, so they skipped fine dining and Sarah took a cab straight to his apartment. The ride was short, stopping in front of a newly built apartment building. Sarah pressed the button, and Jonas buzzed her in. After a brief elevator ride, she was greeted by a smiling young man who looked exactly like his pictures.
Jonas was tall and impressively built, and it was clear he took good care of himself. Sarah usually wasn’t drawn to men like him, knowing they often put themselves first, but he had promised her a special experience. He also knew about Richard and understood that this was nothing more than a one-time thing, which seemed to intrigue him even more.
Jonas offered her a glass of wine, which she accepted. She didn’t plan to linger over it, but a brief warm-up felt necessary before they moved to the bedroom and truly got to know each other. Jonas didn’t appear nervous, which Sarah appreciated. She didn’t have time to make a man comfortable.
She made the first move, placing her hand on his thigh and slowly running her fingers along the inside until she reached his groin. His surprise was brief before he relaxed and led her toward the bedroom. Their kiss was deep and sensual, his hands already exploring her body. Sarah returned it eagerly, her body aching for more of what he could give her. It was a need she knew only this moment could satisfy.
As they parted briefly and Jonas reached for the zipper of her dress, Sarah’s curiosity surfaced. She wondered how it felt for him to be about to fuck someone else’s woman. His reaction made her smile, confirming that their desires aligned perfectly.
Once her dress was gone, Jonas’ mouth moved over her body, kissing, teasing, and licking her skin until she felt on fire. His fingers slid beneath her panties, caressing her slit. She was wet, and when his touch reached her clit, Sarah whimpered and arched back, grinding herself against his hand. That was all she wanted.
Jonas was still dressed, and it felt like a mistake. Sarah didn’t bother undressing him properly, instead pushing her hand into his pants and wrapping her fingers around his cock. He was only half-hard, but a few strokes changed that quickly. Feeling his length grow firm in her hand, she knew she wanted him inside her, thrusting until she couldn’t hold back anymore.
They kissed again, more urgently, touching each other until the tension became unbearable. Sarah stepped back just enough to avoid another distraction, focusing on pulling his clothes away piece by piece. She explored his bare body, appreciating the tension in his muscles and the sight of his cock—long, thick, and hard. She quickly discarded her bra and panties before climbing onto the bed, turning onto all fours and lifting her ass, clearly ready.
Jonas prepared himself and stepped closer. Sarah felt him push into her deeply, almost roughly, filling her completely. She grabbed the bed covers as pleasure surged through her. The experience was different from what she shared with Richard—faster, rougher, less certain—but that didn’t stop her from enjoying it. Her body welcomed the sensation, tightening around him.
Her orgasm hit suddenly, overwhelming her completely. She pressed her face into the mattress as pleasure tore through her, leaving her shaking and breathless.
When she recovered, Sarah rose onto her knees and took control. She guided Jonas onto his back and straddled him, sinking onto his cock easily. Her body still craved the sensations, and she moved with purpose, riding him hard. His hands moved to her breasts, heightening the pleasure as she chased another release.
Sarah let go fully, riding him faster until another orgasm washed over her. Jonas followed soon after, his release marking the end of their night together.
She didn’t stay over—it had never been the plan. Once it was over, Sarah dressed, gave him a brief kiss on the cheek, and called a cab. Not long after, she was home, greeted by the man she loved.
Richard didn’t ask how it went. He pulled her into a kiss immediately, his hands roaming her body as if reclaiming her. Sarah wondered if he tasted the other man on her tongue and if that fueled his desire. He touched her everywhere he could, carrying her to the bedroom and laying her down as his eyes burned with hunger.
He undressed her slowly, carefully, his touch gentler and more personal than what she’d experienced earlier. With Richard, there was love, emotion, and familiarity woven into every movement. She felt it deeply as he kissed her body, grounding her, reminding her where she belonged.
When he finally joined her, the sensation was comforting and intense all at once. Their lovemaking started slow and loving before building into something more passionate. Richard poured all of his pent-up need into her, holding her close as pleasure overtook them both.
Sarah climaxed hard, clinging to him as warmth spread through her body. It was perfect—exactly what she needed after returning to the man she loved.
Richard kissed her again afterward, satisfied and secure, knowing she was fully his.