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Hubby being an SOB

Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Taboo, Author: want2bused, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

The husband was being an ass. He had been working too much, not paying me any attention. When he was around, he was distant. He was busy with a project at work and focused on nothing else. I tried to get him to relax. I dressed sexy, attempted to give him head, even a hand job. He wouldn't come around, always remaining focused on his work. I would only wear lingerie around the house hoping to entice him away even for a few minutes. Eventually I wore nothing around the house, still no attention from him. Finally I began masturbating loudly when he was home, but he would never engage. Fine, I thought. He can have it his way. I need some attention and I will find it! I dressed knowing it was on. I was out to get cock and it showed. These were my favorite times. We've played with others before. The husband is a huge voyeur and occasional cuckold. I had no regrets. I knew what I was getting into, at least I had a plan of what I wanted. It ended up getting a little out of hand, but I wanted attention, and well, I found it. A good dicking was what I needed. It turns out, I'm not always in control. You know what they say, if you play with fire.... I put on my crotchless cheetah print leggings. Over that a tan leather skirt. It was not quite knee length, nothing too short. I wore a shear bra with no underwire. This I enjoy because I have dark nipples and with no underwire, they jiggle a lot and it does nothing to hide THO. Over that I wore a sheer button down blouse. In bright ... enough light, its still see through. However, in bar lighting its just enough to where you think you can see my dark areolas, but you're not quite sure. All aside, once my nipples are hard, everyone is looking. I wore some black patent heels. Nothing too sexy, but looking good I thought. I told my husband I was headed out. He mumbled something, but didn't seem to care. I told him I wouldn't be out too late and off I went. Knowing I was out for dick meant one thing, DIVE BAR! I went to my favorite place. It had a back room which was easy to use for a quickie, a hand job, a BJ. The bar was patronized by society's less than favorite sons. It wasn't the scariest place in the city, but still one had to keep their wits about them. I went in and instantly had a small crowd. I played bitch for a while, no need to smothered so quickly. A few always had their egos shattered to easily and would run their mouths, but no big deal. Send me a drink and I'll holla back. Within a couple hours I'd had to push a few away, but kept a steady stream of interested guys. To satisfy my needs, I really only needed to pick one and do what needed to be done. But I was enjoying myself. I had some good conversation going. A good buzz, smoking and sipping gin and juice. I went out to my minivan to get a fresh pack of smokes when he came up. I didn't hear him. I didn't even see him. I wasn't sure who it was. I walked to my minivan, which I usually parked in the back in case I could knock out a quickie before ...