1. Stroking Midnight


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 93.9, Source: sexstories.com

    sigh, feeling my resentment starting to grow. “You are absolutely right on that. I really don’t know why I stay.” After hearing more validation of Ryan’s wandering ways, I began to feel a lick of fire flaming through me. It was a mixture of anger, frustration, and finally a kind of momentum that wanted to propel me forward to take charge of the moment, and change the stakes in the game. “Have you ever called him on it?” Chase asked, with a raised eyebrow. “No,” I admitted. “But you know what? I was actually thinking of doing just that.” And then, surprising myself, I leaned into the bar, letting my dress fall forward to give him a glimpse of the soft swell of my breasts. “Except, I was thinking of doing it in a creative way.” He gaze quickly dipped down the front of my dress, appreciating the view and he raised an eyebrow. “I like creative girls. What do you have in mind?” I felt a little rush of adrenaline, as I contemplated how far I wanted to take things. I took a long sip of my martini. It was a pivotal moment. I could laugh it off and return to the side of my cheating boyfriend and drag myself through another year of trying to patch up a relationship that already felt shredded. Or, I could seize the moment of New Years Eve. A new year; a new life. The good girl I had forced myself to be all those years suddenly seemed like an empty shell. A mask that I had worn to be the girl I thought Ryan had wanted. But as it turned out, it obviously wasn’t what he really wanted. And ...
    if I was honest with myself, it wasn’t the real me, either. Feeling emboldened by my thoughts, the buzz of dirty martinis, and the premise of a new year, I smiled back at him and cocked my head to one side. It was no longer about Ryan and our relationship… it was about me . “Can you get away from the bar for a little while?” I heard myself saying. He grinned, his eyes lighting up with interest. “Well, it’s about to hit the stroke of midnight in about 10 minutes, but about 15 minutes after that, I can get have someone cover for me. If you wanted to talk in a quieter place. There’s a back office that’s empty, just past the women’s bathrooms.” I drew in my breath, feeling vaguely light headed by the decision I was about to make. “I’ll meet you there…” A smile passed between us and I felt my panties instinctively begin to get wet. The deliciousness of revenge surged within me. It was unfamiliar and exciting, and I surprised myself with my sudden desire for it. I ran my fingers through my long blonde hair, and let one of the straps of my silver dress fall low over my shoulder as I slid off the bar stool with my martini, feeling Chase’s eyes follow me as I crossed the bar to where Ryan stood. I didn’t try to engage myself in the conversation too extensively. I smiled and nodded and laughed in the right places, but my eyes were still on the bartender as we shared dirty glances as the clock crept towards midnight. I could feel my nipples harden under the silk sheath of a dress I was ...
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