The music throbbed in my chest, a lingering echo from the party downstairs. He cornered me in the dimly lit hallway, a hungry glint in his eyes. "I saw you looking at me all night," he murmured, his voice rough. He was younger, bolder, and frankly, a welcome distraction from my predictable life.
My heart hammered. I knew this was wrong. My husband was probably looking for me right now. But his hand, now tracing the curve of my big natural tits beneath my dress, felt so good. "This is crazy," I breathed, a weak protest.
He chuckled, a low rumble. "Crazy good." He kissed me then, a deep, possessive kiss that stole my breath. His hands moved lower, cupping my big ass. I moaned, pushing him back slightly. "Someone could see us!"
"That's half the fun, isn't it?" He grinned, pulling my dress down to expose my cleavage. He devoured me, kissing, licking. It was rough sex, raw and urgent, not the gentle lovemaking I was used to. He bent me over, and he pulled me up towards him. I let out a gasp feeling his body against mine. A POV vision of a world about to turn upside down.
He didn't waste any time. He pushed my panties aside and thrust into me, deep and hard. I cried out, biting my lip to stifle the sound. The hallway seemed to spin. Every thrust was a delicious mix of guilt and pure, unadulterated pleasure. He was definitely no piercing.
"You're so fucking hot," he growled, his grip tightening on my hips. I arched my back, meeting his thrusts with equal fervor. This felt amazing, the thrill of the forbidden, the rush of adrenaline. I couldn't think, I could only feel. He picked up speed and I pushed back. This man knew how to bring the most out of a milf
He came deep inside me, a shuddering release that sent waves of pleasure through my body. I collapsed against him, gasping for air. For a brief moment, everything was perfect. And then reality crashed down. The sound of approaching footsteps. The fear of being caught cheating.
We froze, pulling away just as my husband rounded the corner. The look on his face was one of shock and then pain. A long moment of silence, before he turned away, leaving me to confront what I had just done in the hall of that after party. I knew I had to make some changes.
