Chapter 5

Kate

I wasn't happy and I knew that it's not what I wanted from life. I want to children and have a family like others. Samuel is always busy and I hardly get time to spend with him, let alone have a family with him. I was feeling devastated and needed something hard to drown in and to numb my sorrows. I went to a bar, it was the only one in town that's open at all times.

Though the name of the place is not good as I've heard a lot of things happening in and around that place and I couldn't care less. I wanted to have some hard drinks and wallow in my miseries. 

The place was all dimly lighted with soft porn music in the background and there were a few people around, I don't know but feels like a sex club. The place is quite shady. I ordered vodka and had a few shots and was already a bit dizzy. 

Everything seemed fine until the man and woman in the corner booth started making out. They were pretty loud and I couldn't help but look back and forth. I was really uncomfortable in the beginning but then after a few shots I turned on. I wanted to have some hard and rough sex. It's been a while already and I was missing action.

I messaged Samuel but like always there was no reply from his side. I waited for some time looking back at my mobile screen when someone came in and sat beside me. There was a man maybe in his fifties, he looked in great shape for a man his age. He was handsome if nothing else. I was scanning him head to toe, he was wearing formals giving him a regal look and the fabric of his clothes doing nothing to hide the muscles beneath. He was looking at me like a predator looks at his prey and I was really scared.

"Who are you?" I asked him pretending to sound brave but failing miserably. My heart beating fast as the man came in sitting very close to me. His eyes twinkling with lust and desire as he was eye fucking me.

" You are beautiful!" he said in a hoarse and husky voice, sending shivers down my spine. His voice was edgy laced with lust.

"Uh...um..." I was whispering or was trying to talk or say something. But words couldn't come out of my mouth. The way he was looking me bewitched me, I had no one looking at me like that. Samuel always looked at me with respect and love, he treated me as his equal and respected as his wife. But the way this man was looking at me was totally different. 

He was looking at me as if I was the most beautiful creature he has ever seen. He made me feel hot and sexy, cheap and slutty. His eyes promising to fuck me hard like a toy and use me as a slut. I've never felt like this before.

"Hmmmm... You smell amazing," he said leaning in closer and whispering in my ears while smelling my hair, his face lying in the crook of my neck. His hands on my bare thigh, squeezing it and caressing it. He made me feel cheap and priceless at the same time.

"I... I am.. " I was trying to say I am married but he stopped me mid sentence.

"Shhhh..... Don't say anything, let it be a mystery," he said moving his hand upwards toward my upper thigh, dangerously close to my panties. I was feeling hot and was wet, down there.

I stopped his hand by keeping my hand on his before it went there and he knows how wet I am.

"Don't stop me love, I know you are wet, I want to taste it," he said in his husky voice and removing my hand from his. His hand moving slowly towards my panties and rubbing his fingers over the lace.

My breathing almost hitched when he pressed his forefinger in between my nether lips over the lace. His eyes never leaving mine, as if the place and people never existed around us. It was good that we were in the far corner and due to the dim lighting we were not that visible to the people around. 

"So hot," he said embarassing me. I closed my eyes in shame. I didn't want to admit I was liking how he was treating me dirty. I was liking how he was looking at me like a piece of meat. I didn't felt cheap like this before but soon getting used to the feeling. 

"Ohhh... Uhhhh.." I moaned and groaned, my heart beating fast and breathing  ragged when he inserted his fore finger inside me pushing aside the panties and rubbing in a circular motion. Though he didn't inserted his whole finger, just it's tip making me clench my thighs together in pleasure. The pleasure building up in an excruciating pain, pain for not having him in me. Pain for not being able to feel him. I wanted it so bad.

"You taste like honey," he said removing his finger, smelling it before and putting it in his mouth. He licked his finger and then sucked it on his finger, like licking a candy he liked. I closed my eyes in pain and frustration. I want him to do me like that. I know I was married, I know it was wrong and everything else but all the reasons left in vain when he kissed me with my taste in his mouth. I could feel the taste of my juices in his mouth, his tongue licking and sucking in on my tongue in a passionate kiss, burning my insides with lust and desire. 

It was all too much to handle and the way he dominated the kiss, took me against his mouth. I was left wanting for more when he pulled apart from kissing me. There was a visible smirk on his face, knowing well what he is doing to me and how much it is affecting me. My lips were still parted apart waiting for him to kiss me back. But he didn't but instead he asked me for something which I didn't expected. 

"Give me a chance to treat me like the slut you are. I'll show you stars in the afternoon," he said in the most seductive manner, making me clench in pain and the anticipation of pleasure. 

I was too far lost already to think about it rationally. I was lost in his lustful eyes promising me keep good his promises. He was almost double my age and not to forget that he is a total stranger and yet I was driven to commit the sin.

"What you thinking love?" he asked sensing the turmoil I'm in. 

"I know what will help you decide," he said with an evil smirk and slipping out one my boobs, twirling around the hard nub and pinching it with his thumb and forefinger.

"Uhhh.... please..." I said moaning in pleasure, I was shocked at my behavior.

"Do you want it here babe, I'm already hard for you," he said it in my ears shamelessly playing with the already hard nub. He was twirling it around like playing with a toy, making me moan and pushing me to the edge.

"Just once.." he said it with extra seduction. It was already taking every ounce of my strength to resist him but his last antics drove me past the limits. I removed his hand from my chest and slipped back on the dress which he removed.

"Let's get out of here," I said and it was enough for him to stand up, taking in my hand and leaving the place.

I don't know where we were going, or who is the person I am going with. I've never been with a person almost double my age. He must be in his fifties. I've never had daddy issues before. I've never been with someone else other than Samuel, my husband.

But one thing that I knew is that, I wanted it more than I could ever admit. I was ready to commit the sin, the drinks making me bold enough to make the decision. I wanted to feel special, I wanted to feel hot and sexy, someone worthy of love and appreciation even if the ways I chose were wrong.