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The Black Dress Incident

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Wife get fucked by best friend while drinking, she is wearing a shirt black sexy dress. I go to grab a beer and he starts touching her sexy thighs. Starts to finger her pussy. He starts to kiss her and I leave . After I go home she comes home with filled Pussy and bite marks on her body

Chapter 1: Introduction

Lisa stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her tight black dress that hugged her curves perfectly. Her hair was tied back in a sleek low ponytail, showing off her delicate neck. She couldn't help but feel nervous about tonight's plans, but at the same time excited. This was something she never thought she would do - cheat on her husband with her best friend. But lately, her marriage had been feeling stale, and she craved excitement. She sighed, taking one last glance at herself before leaving the house.

It was already dark outside, but the streetlights cast enough light for her to see where she was going. As she walked towards the bar, she could hear the sound of music blasting from inside. When she got there, Mike was already waiting for her, looking sharp in his fitted jeans and button-up shirt. He winked at her as she approached, making her feel uneasy despite his charm.

Inside the bar, they were joined by two other couples that they worked with. The group settled into a booth near the back, ordering drinks and chatting about work.

Lisa found herself drawn into Mike's stories about his latest conquests, feeling both impressed and disgusted. He leaned forward, whispering so only she could hear, "You know, I bet you look amazing in that dress right now." She forced a smile, trying to ignore the way his breath felt hot against her ear.

As they continued talking, Lisa's mind drifted away from the conversation, thinking about how things had changed between her and her husband. It seemed like they had grown apart over the years, too busy with work and life to make time for each other.

They had recently celebrated their 10th anniversary, but it felt more like a business transaction than a celebration of love. Lisa had started to question if she even loved him anymore; maybe she just needed someone new to spark those feelings again.

Mike seemed to sense her discontent, because he kept finding ways to touch her throughout the night.

His arm brushed against hers when they clinked glasses, his leg pressed against hers under the table, and once, he even put his hand on her knee, sending shockwaves through her body. She tried to focus on what everyone else was saying, hoping to forget the fact that she was sitting next to one of the most attractive men she knew.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape her own thoughts. Every little gesture from Mike felt like a reminder of how unhappy she was with her husband.

The way he leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed, displaying his muscular chest, made her heart race. And when he laughed at something someone said, it sent a wave of heat through her entire body. Lisa tried to convince herself that these feelings were wrong, that she should go home and talk to her husband instead. But the more she looked at Mike, the more impossible that seemed.

The alcohol was starting to take effect, causing the room to spin slightly. Lisa closed her eyes, feeling dizzy.

The room spun around her, and she gripped onto the table to steady herself. Mike noticed her sudden stillness and reached across the table to grab her hand. His fingers were warm and strong, comforting her even though she didn't want to be comforted. She opened her eyes to find him watching her intently, concern etched across his face.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, his voice low enough that nobody else could hear. She nodded, trying to keep her voice steady. "I'm fine," she lied.

Inside, she felt like she was falling apart. The thought of being with Mike was becoming harder to resist, especially since her husband hadn't touched her in months. "Let's get out of here," she suggested suddenly, standing up from the booth. The others agreed, and they headed toward the exit.

Once outside, Mike took her arm and led her away from the others, walking down the darkened street. "Where are we going?" she asked, her heart racing.

He grinned mischievously, his eyes gleaming in the dim light.

"We can go somewhere more private," he offered, his voice low and seductive. Lisa hesitated for a moment, tempted by the idea of being alone with him. But then she remembered why she was here – to save her marriage, not ruin it. With a deep breath, she shook her head. "No, let's go back to the bar," she said firmly, pulling her arm out of his grasp.

Mike frowned, clearly disappointed. "If that's what you want," he muttered, leading her back towards the light.

"We can go somewhere more private," he offered, his voice low and seductive. Lisa hesitated for a moment, tempted by the idea of being alone with him. But then she remembered why she was here – to save her marriage, not ruin it. With a deep breath, she shook her head. "No, let's go back to the bar," she said firmly, pulling her arm out of his grasp.

Mike frowned, clearly disappointed. "If that's what you want," he muttered, leading her back towards the light.

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