Disaster by demander

Mary Nevin went out on a Friday evening with her friend, Joan. They went to have a nice dinner. Joan picked the venue, which was a hotel restaurant. The food was very good, and Mary was relaxed with Joan. She had some wine with dinner.

Next door to the restaurant was a dance club. Mary and Joan could hear the music, just starting up as they finished desert. Mary had a cognac with desert. Joan started bouncing to the music. She wanted go have a look at the club.

Mary and Joan had been friends since college. They were both twenty-eight. Both were nice looking. Joan was sandy blonde, medium height and build, pretty face. Mary was taller and slimmer, with dark hair and black eyes. She was very pretty, and knew it.

There was one big difference between the two. Joan was single, never married. Mary was married to Paul Nevin, and had two children, four and three. They were with her folks this night, and Paul was out of town on business, to return Saturday afternoon. So, when Joan wanted to ‘just peek’ into the dance club, Mary was okay with that.

Joan was dressed well for a club. Short dress, not too loose, red. High heels. Mary’s dress was sleeveless. The skirt was loose and flowed below the knees. She wore high heeled sandals, matching her blue dress.

They peered into the entrance of the club. The guy on the door was always interested on getting unaccompanied women into the club. He gave the two a card for a free drink. They went in, walked slowly to the bar, and ordered. Joan had a gin and tonic. Mary had another cognac. She was definitely buzzed when the two sailors came up to the women. The music had a nice beat. Mary was bouncing to it. The taller, darker sailor asked her to dance. The blonde, stocky one took Joan. Mary accepted. It was a fast dance. And she did enjoy dancing.

Her new friend was named Ronnie. He was 6’2″, slim, very good looking. He also danced well. Mary was having fun, and so kept on dancing with Ronnie through another number. She’d lost track of Joan. No matter.

The third song from the DJ was a slow one, and Ronnie just pulled Mary into him. She didn’t resist. He seemed very strong, and after a few seconds, he pulled her body to body. He was hard. Mary felt that immediately. She was thrilled. A low thrum started in her belly. She was vaguely aware that she was in trouble here. Ronnie began to nibble at her neck, licking it. Licking her ear lobe. His hands were firmly on her ass — both hands. Both cheeks. Pulling her into himself. Squeezing. Mary liked all of it. Ronnie felt very large against her.

The slow song ended. Ronnie turned her face to him, and kissed her, with tongue, and with grinding motions at the hips. Mary’s panties were wet. Mary’s nipples were hard. The kiss went on a long time. Then Ronnie took her hand and led her back to a booth. Joan was there with the other guy. She was kissing him, with passion. Ronnie told them that it was time to go. Joan and — it turned out — Mace got up. The four of them went outside. Joan had driven. Her SUV was right there. She and Mace got into the front. Ronnie and Mary were in the back. It was a five minute drive to Joan’s apartment. A ground floor apartment.

Mary, when she thought about what she was doing, decided that she had to give Ronnie a blow job. Actually, she wanted to give him a blow job. She was as excited as she’d been in years, maybe ever.

When the four of them got inside, Joan led Mace directly into her bedroom. She had a guest room, with a double bed, and a bunk above. For her nephews, when they came to visit. Ronnie waited until the other two were safely into the other room. Then he again pulled Mary into a hug, and kiss. Ronnie had seen her wedding ring. He knew she was married. But he figured that she was at the club with her friend to get laid. So….no problem. He was happy to oblige.

Mary slowly went to her knees in front of Ronnie. He helped her unzip his pants. She reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock. Mary thought it was beautiful. Long and thicker than Paul’s. She started on the blow job immediately. She licked it up and down, looking up at Ronnie. He looked back. He groaned when she sucked him into her mouth. But he didn’t want to come in her mouth. So, he reached down and picked her right up, his arm beneath her legs, and one around her shoulders. Mary was captivated. He was so strong.

Ronnie carried Mary into the guest room. His cock was bobbing below her, pointing the way. He stood her up next to the bed, and undid the buttons on her top. When it was open, Mary’s dress fell to her waist, and she pushed it to the ground. She had no bra. Ronnie grabbed each breast, rubbed. Mary moaned. Ronnie was out of his shirt. He dropped his pants and boxers. He was naked, and he pushed Mary’s panties down, put is fingers onto her. He found her clit and rubbed. Mary was a goner. Her idea to only give a blow job was toast. Ronnie pushed her down on the bed. She spread her legs for him. She wasn’t thinking about her husband or her kids. She only wanted to get fucked by Ronnie and his beautiful cock.

Ronnie looked down at this beautiful woman — someone’s wife. He slowly entered her. She groaned. Ronnie shoved hard and bottomed out. He started fucking Mary in earnest.

Mary was fully into the moment. She was pushing back at Ronnie, pulling his ass as he stroked into her. She was thrilled by the fact that she was being royally fucked by a strange dick. She started coming. Ronnie just kept on at her. Thrust after thrust. He felt her spasm around him. He loved that feeling. He was totally in control of this woman. He felt her come again.

Mary was having multiple, intense orgasms. She was gasping, now, but still pulling at Ronnie’s hard ass. She had another gigantic orgasm. And now she felt Ronnie start to come inside her. She could feel it. His cock was so big, and stretched her out, so she could feel it twitch. And spurt. And spurt.

Ronnie came hard and long. This woman was so beautiful and responsive. He finished and fell onto her. After a few seconds, he lifted his head and kissed her gently on the lips. Mary was in heaven.

Mary was aware of Ronnie getting erect again. It hadn’t been long. They were gently kissing, and then they were fucking hard again. It was unbelievable to her. She was overcome again. Ronnie took longer to come this time, and was gentle at times. But when he was ready, he emptied himself into her again. He’d never pulled out.

Now he did roll off Mary. She moaned when she felt him pull out. After a few minutes lying on the bed in his arms, Mary started to understand what she’d done. Cheated! Jesus, she had cheated on Paul. On Paul and her kids. She was scared. A little scared. She sat up.

When she did that, she woke Ronnie, who had dozed.

“What’s up, babe?”

“I’m sorry Ronnie. This shouldn’t have happened. I don ‘t know what got into me.”

“I did.” Ronnie gave a tentative laugh.

“Not funny. I don’t even know your last name. I never do this stuff. I’m not a slut.”

“Jenkins. My last name. I had fun. So did you. Can’t you just not tell anyone about it — other than Joan. Who would know? Where’s your husband?”