Friday, February 1, 2013

Saturday AfterDark Moments {3}: Wrong Room

Once again it's time for a Saturday AfterDark Moment!  I've joined in this fun...and to keep it in theme with what I done the last couple of weeks, my flash is written in first person. (I'm actually enjoying the change from my normal third person POV.)  So here's my contribution but don't forget to click on the  graphic to the right to see what everyone else came up with.




 Saturday AfterDark Moments {3}: Wrong Room
I tugged at the bottom of my trench coat. The material itched against my skin. The skimpy underwear I wore was little protection. My heart hadn’t stopped pounding since I stepped off the elevator. I’d planned this out very carefully: a babysitter for the kids, a discrete inquiry at the front desk to make sure my husband had already checked-in. All to surprise him at this out-of-town conference and to put the sizzle back into our marriage.  Fingering the key card in my pocket, I approached the room.

218….220….ah there it was: 222. My lucky number or so I hoped. Slipping the piece of plastic from my pocket, I slid it into the lock, watching as the little light turned from red to green. Twisting the door handle, I stepped into the room. Dropping my jacket to the floor, I picked my way across the darkened room.

“Room service…” I called out in my most sultry voice, my pussy wet in anticipation.

“What…I didn’t order anything…” the lamp clicked on next to the bed. I stared in shock at the man on the bed. Wearing jeans and little else with an unlit cigarette hung out of his mouth, was one of the sexiest men I’d ever seen and most definitely not my Hank: it was Ethan, my husband’s boss.

Flushing, I covered my breasts with an arm. “Ah, where’s Hank…”

Just then I heard a loud feminine scream from next door. “OMG, Hank, Harder!”

“Take it you little bitch!” The sound of my husband’s voice was barely muffled by the thin walls.

I froze. Mortification rushed over me. Not only had I just went in the wrong room, my husband was obviously fucking someone else – after he promised he wouldn’t cheat on me again, but his boss was a witness to my humiliation.  “Never mind.” Spinning, I stumbled back towards the door ignoring the squeak as he scrambled off the bed.

“Whoa.” A pair of arms wrapped around me from behind. “I can’t let you leave like this, Anabelle.” His voice was tortured. “He’s an ass. He doesn’t know what he’s got. I’d never fuck around you, if you were mine.”

“I…” I tried to think of something to say. This was my husband’s boss.

“Let me prove it.” His hands cupped my breasts, while his whiskers rubbed over my shoulder. His erection rocked against my ass.

“Ah…” My head tipped back as one hand abandoned my breast to slip inside my dark panties – the ones with the cute little bow at the back, I'd worn for  my cheating husband.

“So wet.” The word teased my skin. “Perfect.” His fingers found my clit with ease, brushing with just the right pressure – not too hard but not too soft. How did he know that? Not even Hank could seem to get it right.

“Ethan…” I gasped, writhing under his hand, the pleasure of his touch brutal.

“Hmmm…I want to feel you come for me…” He rubbed faster, squeezing my nipple at the same time. I gasped then exploded at his next words. “…then I want to fuck you til you forget him.”

Pleasure broadsided me and I gave in. “Oh, yes…” 

©Dakota Trace All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

8 comments:

  1. Absolutely love this. Hopefully the cheating husband finished what he was doing and then went to see his boss. What a surprise that would be for him.

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  2. Hot and horny! that hotel is seeing plenty of action!

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  3. Wow! That was hot! I want more!

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  4. The best kind of revenge, making yourself happier. I hope Ethan is all he claims.

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  5. Wrong Room was fabulous. I wonder if her husband heard her and his boss. True revenge and better pleasure for her. That is great.

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  6. Perfect.. such a scene and so well written...xx

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  7. Thanks everyone that stopped by and read my little flash today. I'm glad you all enjoyed. I'm really digging this Saturday After Dark thing. It's a fun challenge. :D

    Dakota

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  8. Now revenge could make things so damn sweeter. Great AfterDark Moment. I love it!

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