MRS UK'S STORY
My husband laid on the bed watching me with intent. I sat cross legged at the dressing table wearing my stockings, heels and underwear. My hair was washed, dried and straightened and I was applying my make-up. Green eyeshadow sat above thick black mascara and I pursed my lips to meet the tube of red lipstick - the lipstick of choice when I sucked cock. I could see in the mirror that my man had a hard on. His dick was bulging in his trousers. He had laughed nervously after he spoke when we had entered the room but I'd sensed that he was serious when he'd said, "Dress up to go out on the pull. And don't forget I'll be watching you dirty girl." I was nervous at the prospect but intrigued to a point where I was seriously considering playing along. I decided to take control. "Ok then, wait on the bed while I shower and when I come out you're going to watch me prepare myself, not for you though, for another man. Ten minutes before I'm ready you're going to leave the hotel. Get yourself a drink and a seat with a good view in the bar across the road. Don't talk to me in the bar and no phone calls or messages. When I go to the toilet check your phone because I'll be texting you." This was so exciting. I had a plan in my mind, a very naughty plan. If my man wanted me to act like a slag then that's exactly what I was going to do.
MR UK'S STORY
My mind was in overdrive. My girl was playing along and my cick was aching for her sweet pussy. I watched every move as she gazed into the mirror and applied her make-up with precise skill. Would those red lips engulf a lucky strangers cock soon? Would she be moaning with pleasure as her smooth white ass was pounded from behind? Were those shapely stockinged legs going to be around some man's head as he thrust his tongue up her. She appeared to be really buying into this fantasy but how far would she go? "Ok, I'm nearly ready now" she said, "Go to the bar across the street and wait in there. You know the rules. Before you go I need you to fasten my suspender belt so I can slip my dress on." She bent over and my shaking hands helped her out. I wondered again if there was a lucky stranger out there who was going to be using my woman soon. Whoever it was he was in for one hell of a time