Warmer Sultrier Kisses Pt. 01 by Differentendeavours..,

Life had mostly settled down for Mary and Steve. It was early January. Five months had passed since Mary leveled with Steve about her unfaithful past with the now deceased war hero, Phil McNerney. Though Steve forgave Mary, they made a New Year’s resolution to put their hotwife-cuckold life behind them.

Steve told his wife, Mary, a former lingerie model with long red hair, that although he found her infidelity to be a turn on, things had gotten out of hand the previous year, with her multiple affairs and the images of her cum-covered ass posted on a website.

Mary, who just turned 52, readily agreed to her 55-year-old husband’s edict, saying that her own sexual desire was waning, and she wanted to pursue her art more seriously.

Steve’s workload at Big Manufacturing Supply had increased, sending him back out on the road on an almost weekly basis. Mary now devoted considerable time to her artwork.

It was 11:15 am, on a Tuesday. Steve was at work. Mary was about to head out to King of Prussia to have lunch with old work friends from Big PharmaCo. After deciding to wear an off-white casual knit, pullover sweater, blue jeans, and knee length black leather boots, she was on her way.

It was only a short visit, but she had the opportunity to catch up with many of her former administrative assistant friends from the old company. A few of them were still employed there and had to be back at work by 1:30 pm.

With the mall being so close, Mary decided to stop and visit some of her favorite stores. Mary had a sharp eye for good deals, and usually found one or two on clothing or accessories. She would also be seeking inspiration for a birthday present for Steve, who would be turning 56 in a week and a half.

The large mall, surpassed in size by only a few around the country, had several high-end stores. She enjoyed the vibe just walking from one store to another, savoring the elite, luxurious, atmosphere.

“Hey Mary!” a deep, all too familiar voice said from behind as she was about to walk into Bloomingdale’s.

Mary turned around and did a double take. A shiver ran down her spine.

“Zach?!” She said in a raspy voice, her vocal cords struggling to catch up to her adrenaline.

“It’s good to see you, Mary!” Zach, the tall, 32-year-old, pot dealing, bartender, responded as he moved in, hugged Mary, and gave her a warm, sultry, kiss before letting go and pulling back.

Mary wobbled and had to catch herself. She was shocked to see Zach at the mall and aroused by his sudden intimate hug and kiss.

“What-what are you doing here?” She managed, catching her breath.

Zack smiled.

“I’m here with a friend. She’s in the store. I came out here to make a phone call.” He said, smiling smugly, as he winked at her.

Mary was taken aback. She did not know what to say. Since acknowledging to her husband, Steve, that she had been Zach’s ass slut, Mary had moved on. It was not hard. Zach never bothered to contact her.

Mary’s heartbeat quickened as Zach focused his intense gaze on her.

“Well, it is a surprise seeing you here. Who’s your friend?” Mary said, feeling nervous and not knowing what else to say.

“You look great, Mary.” Zach said to her, ignoring her question while his eyes locked into hers.

Mary looked back into Zach’s eyes. She felt her insides shaking and was frustrated with herself. Not thirty seconds had passed since seeing him, and her ass was tingling!

“Mary, I’m glad I ran into you. I need your help.” Zach continued.

Mary took a deep breath and collected herself.

“You need my help?” Mary answered, looking at Zach quizzingly.

“My Trophy Case of Asses was taken offline. All the asses I posted, including yours, gone! Just like that!” Zach said, wistfully.

“Well Zach, I think you had that coming to you.”

“I know. You don’t need to tell me that, Mary. That stupid site got into a lot of trouble because some dude found his wife’s ass on my trophy case, and they didn’t have her permission slip on file.”

“What permission slip?” Mary asked. “You never asked me to sign a permission slip!”

“I know,” Zach continued. “The entire sight was taken offline.”

“I’m sorry, Zach.” Mary commiserated, quietly disappointed that the anonymous pics of her cum covered ass were removed from the internet.

“That’s okay, Mary.” Zach said confidently, “I had to get a lawyer to help me through that. Fortunately, he offered me a new business proposition that will help me get out of debt! That’s where you come in.”

“Um, a business proposition? I don’t know, Zach.” Mary replied, wondering where Zach was going with this.

“It’s the same deal as before, lots of exposure for your sexy ass and revenue generating clicks for me.” Zach replied. “Only, I need you to sign a permission slip, except instead of pics, I take a video of me totally owning your ass!”

Mary was flabbergasted by Zach’s proposal.

“Really Zach?” Mary asked. “You are asking to fuck me in the ass for a porn video? You must be kidding!”

“Before you say no Mary, I hope you will hear me out. This is going to be classy, trust me. It’s a chance to share with the world your beautiful, sexy ass in action.”

“Classy porn? With you? I have my doubts about that Zach.”

“It’ll be hot Mary. We’ll make it fun! What do you think?”

Mary looked at Zach and started to laugh.

“Hmmm, let you fuck me in the ass for a porn movie? Anything else you want with that Zach? While you’re shooting for the stars?”

“Um yeah.” Zach spoke up. “There is one more thing.”

“Ha.” An amused Mary sneered. “And what would that be?”

“Well, uh, the lawyer who got me out of my jam really wants me to do a cuckold movie. It’s geared to a small niche in the porn market, so hardly anyone will see it. But there’s big money in that shit. So, if you could get Steve to be in it, just to watch, and look pathetic, helpless, and jealous, that would be perfect.”

“You want me to ask my husband to be in your video?”

“Look Mary. I know. It’s a favor. He’s the only cuck I know who knows I cuck him.”

“You don’t even know him!” Mary shouted at Zach, ready to reject this silly and preposterous proposition outright and walk away.

At this point, a tall, younger woman with long, fire engine red hair, wearing a paisley puffer jacket over a gray sweater dress, with black leggings, and knee length brown suede boots, walked up behind Zach, carrying a shopping bag. Mary took note of her big fake tits and killer body.

The woman shot daggers at Mary with her eyes.

“Who’s this, Zach?” The younger redhead asked in a jealous tone as she put her hand on Zach’s back.

“Oh, Veronica.” Zach said. “This is Mary. We worked a bartending gig together not long ago.”

Mary held out her hand to Veronica, who weakly offered her hand while looking down her nose at her. Mary looked at Veronica’s left hand and saw a humungous diamond ring on her finger.

“Mary and I were just catching up.” Zach said.

“Yes Zach. I’m glad to hear you are doing well.” Mary said to him.

Veronica ignored Mary and looked directly at Zach.

“Zach, honey, we need to get going. My kids get off the bus at 3:00.” She said as she took hold of Zach’s arm.