“It’s just a dream …”

Three times. As I wiped my mouth and prepared to leave the restaurant bathroom – the scene of my most recent impromptu blowjob – it struck me that I had now gone behind my husband’s back three times.The first one had been completely unexpected. I had initially been very angry and quite offended when my deaf client Steven had taken out his cock while I was sitting next to him at the movie theater… that is, until I accidentally touched it, and its remarkable size somehow compelled me to try fitting it into my mouth. However, as soon as his happy ending had finished cascading over my hands, I felt quite mortified and ashamed of myself.In my guilt and confusion over how I had wandered so unintentionally into something so wrong, I avoided any contact Ankara bayan escort with Steven for weeks… until I was assigned to interpret his job interview. Afterward, my repressed animalistic longing to see “it” again overpowered my hesitations. My pride and innocence weren’t the only things that I swallowed that day.But the third time… well, my resistant reluctance had been almost completely replaced by a startling eagerness. I had willingly become a slut for his cock, quite honestly. I could no longer claim to be a faithful wife.Since it would’ve been too obvious for us to return to our table simultaneously – and since Steven couldn’t leave the men’s bathroom until his erection calmed down – I departed Escort bayan Ankara first.My husband and Steven’s girlfriend Cassidy had been waiting for who-knows how long. As soon as I sat down, my husband unsurprisingly turned to me. “You okay?””Yeah,” I tried to shrug it off casually. “Had to do more than pee.”I caught Cassidy smirking at me. I knew that she was fully aware of the two prior times that her boyfriend’s junk had been in my mouth. Did she suspect a third had just happened??Either way, Cassidy instantly took our double date to an entirely new level: “Let’s play truth or dare.” Staring at me with a wicked gleam, she continued, “You go first. Truth? Or dare?”What was she doing?!? I had warned Bayan escort Ankara her and Steven to stay far away from any conversation that might potentially reveal my secret infidelities.She interrupted my silent musings: “It’s just a game. Don’t be scared.”Since it might’ve looked odd if I refused, I gave in, “Fine. Truth.”Cassidy didn’t beat around the bush at all. “Okay… would you rather suck a stranger’s cock OR have a stranger go down on you?”My husband nearly choked on his bite of food. Cassidy turned to him in pity: “Omigosh, are you okay? I’m sorry, I forgot you just met me … this is just kind of how I roll.”As he waved her off, his face crimson with embarrassment, Cassidy calmly looked back at me. “Well?? Which one?”Glaring angrily at her, I responded tersely, “I’m not going to answer that.”Cassidy smiled. “Hmm… ok then, let’s get your husband’s input.” Leaning toward him, Cassidy whispered, “Which one would you be less offended by: your wife servicing some random guy, or an unknown gentleman licking the space between your wife’s thighs?”