On the day of the party, my husband and I headed over to help set things up. He was already in one of his moods, because he really didn't feel like helping her yet again. We arrived at her place, which was only about 15 min. away, and began to set up. I helped my mom in the kitchen, while my husband went out to the yard and set up tables and chairs. My sister was single, so she didn't have a man to help. It took a couple of hours, but eventually we had everything set up and the party began.
The guests began to arrive as my mom, and I continued cooking in the kitchen. My husband disappeared into the yard, and I assumed he had found somebody to chat with and was probably downing a few beers already.
Once we were done cooking, my mom and I took everything out to the yard, and I became a bit more aggravated as I noticed my sister wandering around talking to everyone, while my husband was at a table talking to a couple of female guests. I tried to push everything aside, and just went about my duties, so that my mom wouldn't have to do as much.
Once all the food was out in the yard, I could finally take a break and decided to grab myself a drink. I went over to the table, where the alcohol was set up and decided to pour myself a very stiff Jack and Coke. I needed something to take the edge off and the drink hit the spot.
I grabbed a plate and made myself something to eat before finding a seat at one of the tables. I sat by myself and began to eat, and as I was doing so, I heard someone call out to me. I looked up, and saw an older gentleman, standing by the table with a plate and drink in his hand, and he asked if he could join me. I had no idea who he was but offered for him to sit down. He did, and immediately introduced himself, telling me his name was Antonio and that he was one of my sister's fellow coworkers. I introduced myself as well, letting him know that I was her younger sister and the two of us began to chat.
Antonio told me a bit about himself, telling me that he was divorced, had worked my sister for a couple of years, and was originally from the Dominican Republic. I told him a bit about myself, and the two of us seemed to really hit it off. I don't know if it was the alcohol that I was drinking, or if it was his very friendly demeanor, but something has caught my attention.
We spent a bit chatting, and eating, while getting to know each other, and I found myself really enjoying his company. I figured I might as well, since my husband was over on the other side of the yard, chatting with a couple of female guests, and paying no attention to me. I already knew how the night would end with him. He would get drunk, walk his way home since we lived nearby, and pass out. That's the way it usually went when we went to any party that was near home.
As the night wore on, Antonio and I continued to chat, and he also made me several more drinks. I had told him that I was one of the ones who had set up the party, so he had me relax while he made me a few drinks and bought me some snacks from the food table. He continued to be very friendly, and even began to lay on some of his Spanish charm. I was enjoying it, realizing that I hadn't gotten any attention like that in well over a year.
At some point, the party started winding down, and I had to start helping with the cleanup. Antonio quickly got up, and offered to help, carrying stuff inside for me, while continuing to be his friendly self. I didn't mind one bit, because besides being super friendly towards me, he was also a good-looking guy. These days, as I got a bit older, I didn't get much attention from my husband, or anyone else, so this was a very nice change of pace. Once everything was cleaned up, I headed back out to the yard to finish my drink, and chatted with Antonio some more, before it was time to call it a night. We went to say our goodbyes, and as we did, he told me that he had a great time chatting with me and was wondering if we could exchange numbers. I was hesitant at first, being married and all, but when I realized my husband was gone, it kind of lit a fire under me, and I said fuck it. I gave him my number and told him to give me a shout any time he wanted to. He smiled, thanked me and then proceeded to kiss me on the cheek before heading on his way.
I finished with what I was doing, before heading home as well. Sure enough, when I got home, my husband was passed out on the couch and reeked of beer and whiskey. I shook my head, and headed off to take a shower, before heading to bed. Thankfully, my mom had offered to take our little guy, so he wasn't home to see his father passed out drunk yet again.
A couple days after the party, I was headed home from work when my phone went off. I checked and saw that I had a message from Antonio, asking me how I was doing. I responded, and the two of us proceeded to text back and forth for a few minutes. It was friendly and fun, and like I said, a very nice change of pace. We ended up doing this over the course of the next week or so, before he got a little bolder and invited me out for a cup of coffee. I thought about it for a bit, before accepting his offer, since I never really went out anywhere anymore.
The day of the coffee date arrived, and after a quick shower, I threw on a pair of tights, and a nice top, before heading out. I met Antonio at a local coffee shop, where we enjoyed each other's company. He once again was his charming self, like he had been at the party, and I enjoyed the attention. I knew I was a married woman, but at this point, I was enjoying what I wasn't getting at home. He had me laughing and made me feel great.
We enjoyed the coffee and had a good time, before wrapping up and calling it a day. Antonio walked me to my car, and was very gentlemanlike, which I enjoyed as well. Once we got to the car, we said our goodbyes, and as he hugged me, he snuck a quick kiss, pecking me on the lips very quickly. Before I could react, he thanked me with a huge smile on his face and was on his way. I brushed it off, since I was having such a great afternoon, and was soon in my car on the way as well.
Over the next couple of days, we text each other back and forth, and I noticed that he was very flirty, very charming, and overall seemed to have a very vibrant personality. It was the complete opposite of what I was used to, with my husband, but I enjoyed every moment of it. This took place for about a week or two, before Antonio invited me out for a dinner date.
Not really giving it a lot of thought, I accepted the invitation, since we had gone out for coffee already and the fact that I was enjoying the attention that I was getting from Antonio, as wrong as it was. We set something up and made plans for the following week, and I felt an excitement inside of me, that I hadn't experienced in many years.
The day of dinner arrived, and after arriving from work, I took a shower and began to get ready. I once again slipped on a pair of tights, along with a nice dress top. The outfit showed off my curves and made me feel good. I hadn't really gotten out of the house much, for anything social, so this would be a nice opportunity. I felt like it was something I needed, to get away from the black cloud that was hanging over us lately.
I finished getting ready and headed down to the basement to let my husband know that I was headed out. He was already three beers deep, watching a ballgame, and didn't really care. I shrugged my shoulders, nodded my head, before heading out to the uber that was waiting for me. I was soon on my way, arriving at the restaurant about 20 min. later. It was a very nice place, and I was rather impressed. Antonio was already waiting for me and had reserved a table for us. After saying our hellos, and getting many compliments from Antonio, we headed inside and were quickly seated.
We ordered a couple of drinks, as well as some appetizers while we sat and chatted. He was once again his very charming self, and I was taking it all in. The attention that he was giving me was like no other, and I enjoyed every second of it. It felt good to have somebody complimenting and flirting with me. He truly made me feel great. I wasn't sure what his motives were, but at the moment I didn't really care.
Our dinner eventually arrived, and we continued to chat and enjoy each other's company, and in the process consumed several glasses of wine. I was feeling great as we proceeded to enjoy our dinner.
Eventually, we finished up our extremely enjoyable night, and after paying the bill, Antonio and I headed out of the restaurant, walking arm in arm. We stood outside and chatted, while waiting for an Uber, and as we did, he continued to complement me, before leaning in and placing his lips on mine.
I didn't immediately react at first, as he kissed me softly. He then pulled away, and we stared into each other's eyes, without saying anything to one another. He took that as a green light, and kissed me once again, and this time I found myself kissing him back. My brain was screaming one thing, but my body was screaming another.
We stood and kissed each other, rather passionately, while holding each other tightly. It was such a romantic moment, and a feeling that I hadn't experienced in several years. As wrong as it was, I didn't want to stop.
That Uber eventually arrived, and we got in it. The car began to drive, and at no point did I bother asking where we were going. I just went with the moment, as we continued to kiss each other in the back seat. Eventually, the car came to a stop, and I realized that we had arrived at Antonio's place. We got out, and he led me into his house, without me offering any resistance or even saying anything. I couldn't believe that I was going along with this, but at the time, it all felt right at that moment.
We got inside, and after a quick tour, we headed into the living room, where Antonio grabbed another bottle of wine and the two of us sat on the couch and enjoyed it. Eventually, we began to kiss each other once again, and this time went at it much hotter and heavier than we had before.
We kissed each other very passionately as our tongues intertwined in each other's mouths. As we were doing that, his hands began to roam my body, paying special attention to my tits and ass. I still offered no resistance, and within a bit he began to slowly remove my clothing, until I was completely naked. It was the first time that I had been naked in front of another man, and I was a bit nervous, but at the same time excited.
Once I was naked, Antonio began to undress, and he really had a very sexy looking body. It was obvious that he worked out and took great care of himself by the look of his chest and abs. He was very toned and fit, which was the complete opposite of my husband.
As he pulled his boxers off, his hard cock sprang free, and he had to be at least 7 inches long. It was much longer and thicker looking than what I was used to at home. I could feel my excitement growing as we continued to kiss and touch each other.
Once we were both completely nude, he grabbed me by the hand, and led me down the hall to his bedroom. As we walked in there, he laid me on the bed and then proceeded to climb on top of me as we once again kissed each other. We did this for a bit before he reached down and began to rub his hard on against my eager and excited opening. He got the tip nice and wet, before slowly penetrating me.
Inch by inch, he slid his cock into my pussy, and it was such an erotic feeling. I hadn't experienced another man's cock inside of me and this felt amazing. He was very slow and sensual, as he allowed my pussy to stretch and adjust to the size of his cock, before slowly beginning to thrust in and out of me. He took his time, allowing us both to enjoy the feeling of what was occurring and that added to my excitement and ecstasy.
It only took a minute or so of him doing that, before I began to feel an unfamiliar feeling deep down inside of me. It was one that I haven't experienced in quite a while, but desired to do so. The energy in my body began to build, and I could feel myself shaking, and began to breathe heavily while Antonio slowly fucked me. Within a few seconds, my body began to convulse, as I thrust my hips upwards and began to cum. I let out a very loud moan as my entire body shuddered from the feel of one of the strongest orgasms that I had experienced in my life. It was so erotic, and so energizing to cum as hard as I just had.
As I came down off my high, Antonio slowly began to pick up his pace. I held him tightly as I moaned into his ear. His cock felt amazing, and he was pleasuring me, in a way that I hadn't been pleasured in a very long time. It all felt too good to be real.
As he picked up his pace, fucking me harder and harder, I moaned louder and louder until he told me that he was going to cum. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned into his ear, for him not to stop. He smiled, placed his lips on mine and fucked me as hard as he could, before exploding deep inside of me, flooding my pussy with his hot seed. He continued to thrust as he shot wave after wave deep into me. He did this, before eventually collapsing onto the bed by my side, as we both lay down and tried to catch our breaths.
As we laid there, I replayed everything that had happened and couldn't believe that I had done all of it. I felt no regrets and was truly enjoying what had occurred. As I was lost in my thoughts, Antonio rolled over, and he began to kiss once again. We did it for a bit, before he had me flip over and lie on my belly. He then got on top of me, and began to massage my back, and did a wonderful job of doing so.
After the massage, he began to run his lips, back and forth on my back, and eventually down to my ass and legs as well. It all felt so sensual and amazing and was something that I just wasn't used to. He was putting me in such a good place.
After doing that for a while, he placed his hands on my hips and propped me up a bit, until I was on all fours. He then got behind me, with his hard cock in hand. He easily penetrated me and began to fuck me from behind. He held my hips tightly while occasionally reaching around and grabbing my tits.
He fucked me steady and hard and was able to last quite a bit. At one point, he even grabbed my hair and gave my ass a couple of slaps. I loved every second of it and begged him not to stop. He fucked me hard, before blowing yet another load of his hot cum deep into my pussy.
We proceeded to enjoy the rest of the night, with him fucking me, two more times, before I made the decision to head back home. I would have loved to spend the night in his bed, but I knew that if my husband had woken up from his drunken coma, and not seen me there, he would have panicked.
Antonio and I had an amazing time that night, and he lit a fire inside of me that hadn't been lit since my college years. It was an intense feeling and one that I enjoyed very much over the next several weeks as Antonio and I have continued to meet up and get together. He is quite a lover, and I am enjoying every second of it...
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