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These are my favorite “date” nights with you. I make sure to wear my slutiest dress I own. I’m almost pouring flesh out of the top of it. When I get to the hotel I find myself at the bar. It doesn’t take long for a timid young man to come up to me and offer to buy me a drink. He’s hot enough but if I had to guess he suffers from little “man” syndrome. I dont even see a bulge in his tight pants. I start to act tipsy not long after the 3rd round. He starts to get more bold, putting his hand on my lower back just above my firm backside. “Could you help me to my room? I think I may have had 1 too many and I know you will make sure I get where I need to be.” The young man smiles thinking I’m a sure thing. As we make our way up he keeps his hand firm over my lower back. I fumble with the key card to the door trying to sell the charade. Once I get inside I lay on the bed legs open motioning him towards me. He takes the bait. He grabs onto me under dress as he kisses my neck. I start to moan in his ear loudly. I have to sell it. Just as his hand starts to drift down to my soaked panties the door opens and you walk in yelling “What do you think you are doing? Get off my wife!“ I smile so big I cant act shocked. The young man flings himself off me. You stand there with murder in your eyes. You grab him by the neck and throw him out of the room. The mood has to be gone for him. But not for us. You’ve been watching the two of us flirt since the bar. Watching him put his hands all over me. Seeing him undress me with his eyes. It only makes you want me that much harder. Every man out there may want to have me, but your the only man who can have me. Love you honey.

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