"We've been invited to a party," his wife had told him about two weeks ago. He had forgotten about it until now that his new friend asked over text what he had planned for the weekend.

"The wife and I are going to a party," he responded.

"Oh nice. That's cool. Hubs and I are having a little get-together with some friends," she texted back.

They have been chatting for a while now, getting to know each other. They looked forward to their daily chats. It allowed them to step away from the craziness of life. The flirting started small and increased over time. She enjoyed his thoughts and observations. Things he mentioned he would enjoy doing to her were things she had wanted done but was unable to. And things that she mentioned interest in doing were things he would enjoy doing to and with her.

She opened the door, with a drink in hand and a big smile on her face, which quickly faded when her eyes met with a woman she had seen before but couldn't put her finger on where she knew her from. Until HE emerged from behind the woman. The man she had been chatting with. 'Oh fuck!' she thought.

Her smile came back as quickly as it faded, "Hi guys, come on in," she said, stepping aside for them to walk through. She was so nervous her heart was literally pounding out of her chest.

"Hey, you made it," her husband yelled, hugging the wife.

The couple moved to the living room with drinks in hand. More guests arrived. People were scattered throughout the living and dining rooms.

As everyone was drinking, talking, and stuffing their faces with finger food, she snucked away to the kitchen and texted him, "You didn't tell me your wife knew my husband."

"I didn't know until now. I also didn't know we were coming to your party," he answered back.

"I'm going to get more drinks. Go to the bathroom."

He got up and asked where the bathroom was. Her husband instructed him that it was around the corner. He started walking toward it when he noticed another door across from it was open. She was standing at the top of the stairs waiting. He followed her down to the basement.

He had a little too much to drink, and they were both married. But tonight, that was not going to stop him. He cornered her against the wall, one hand pulling her hair to the side as he kissed her and the other feeling up her thigh.

His lips felt amazing on her neck. It had been months since she had been touched at all, much like this. Her body craved affection. Her husband hadn't been paying her much attention as of late. He was always working late and too tired to make love when he was home, which had motivated her to go online and find this guy.

Since they didn't have much time, he pulled her off the wall and bent her over. She placed her hands on the wall to brace herself. She looked up over her shoulder and watched as he pulled her skirt up.

Finding her pantiless and soaked, he knelt behind her and ate her pussy to his satisfaction, her knees shaking from the orgasms. He licked her, one last time, from the hood of her clit to her sphincter. She nervously watched as he pulled his cock out.

The first touch caused a groan she couldn't stifle. He rubbed his shaft up and down her lips as she watched his face. His only words, "Beg me?"

She glanced back and simply said, "Fuck me."

The words no sonner left her mouth and she felt him thrust inside. He grabbed a handful of hair, covered her mouth and fucked her, being careful to not knock her over. Another orgasm came quickly, and yet he continued. This caused another and then another. Her pussy clamped down on his cock from cumming so much. That's when he pulled out.

His hand released her mouth and he gripped her hips as he used her ass to stroke his cock. He groaned as she felt his cock plunge deep inside her anal cavity. A place no other man had been but her husband. She didn't dare tell him to stop as another orgasm slammed into her. His cock pistoned in and out, her pussy gushing uncontrollably.

He grabbed her hips, fingers digging into her as he drove his shaft balls deep into her. She could feel his cock pulsing as he erupted. She looked back, their eyes met again as he pulled out of her and lowered her skirt back down. Adjusting things, he slipped away to rejoin the group. She grabbed two bottles and then cleaned herself up a bit before rejoining. When her husband asked what took so long, she stated she found a mess downstairs that needed cleaned up.

After everyone left, they were picking up when her husband asked her, "So, did he fuck you good?"

She turned to him wide-eyed as he walked toward her. He laughed and told her he knew what happened when they were gone for that long. He turned her around and bent her over the kitchen counter. Spreading her legs apart, he asked her if he had bent her over. She nodded as he pulled up her skirt. She was soaked as he pulled out his cock and pushed it inside. She groaned as he made her tell him every detail. And when she told him where he came, her husband simply pushed in deep and filled her with his cum. Hand in her hair while he groaned through his teeth in her ear, "Mine."

They stayed still for what seemed like a few minutes before he pulled out, and she quickly turned, knelt, and cleaned him up. Once done, she stood up, kissed him, and said, "Thank you, Daddy." They cleaned up as thoughts of the next party swirled and what would transpire.