1. Letting the devil loose


    Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: Quiet_gent, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    Amy didn't know why she had stuck with Lance so long. Yes, he was handsome and loaded with a high powered job that meant she had a life of luxury, but he was arrogant and cocky. At one time this had been one of the attractions but now she started to resent it. Even now sat here in this club she felt as if she was just a necessary burden in his life. She was sat with the other trophy wives, but unlike them she was not keeping her looks by having plastic surgery or having multiple affairs. Amy felt the other wives hated her with her natural elegant features, 34E bust, tight ass and luscious long legs. She felt so alone looking toward her us and and his friends as they flirted with all the girls that went past and splashed the cash in this exclusive private bar. It was a Halloween party and Amy had decided to go all out to grab Lances attention by wearing a figure hugging, latex nuns costume that clung to her like a second skin. Under this she had a sexy black lace bra that strained to hold her full breasts, a lace thing and suspenders with some come fuck me red heels, but he didn't pay her the attention she craved. As the night drew on Amy stood at the bar alone catching the odd admiring glance, but she wanted Lance. She ordered another dry martini but as she went to pay the bar man waved her away and slipped her a small business card. 'How curious,' she thought. The card was a beautiful eggshell white and written on it in in elegant handwriting were the words, 'Room 4, your ...
    desires await within.' Amy looked up to see if she could catch a clue to who had left it, however all she saw was a sea of people dancing the heavy bass of the clubs music. She looked to the barman, who in turn pointed her to a dimly lit corridor. This was where the private party rooms were placed for the high rollers who didn't want to be disturbed. Amy pondered, 'Should I go?' She had always been a good girl to all that knew her but inside there was an animal that she kept well under wraps. She looked over and saw lance with a group of young women hanging off his every word. 'Fuck it, he can have his fun so why can't I? After all a drink isn't going to harm him.' She strode purposely toward the corridor, men stared at her and moved aside, 'God, I feel alive, I feel fucking sexy!' Her lusting animal in her was bubbling to the surface. Amy got to room 4. Nervously, she entered. Her eyes took a second to adjust to the soft, sensual lighting. When they had she took in the scene before her, the room was fairly small, with a chaise longue and a small glass table. On the table, there were a variety of leather dildos and sex toys. Amy went to leave but her deviant side reared up and stopped her, she sat and eyed the toys and wondered who her invite had come from. The door burst open and a slammed shut. Stood before her was a tall, athletic looking man in an exquisite tailored suit, with the top half of his face covered in a black Devils mask. Amy stood, perhaps it's Lance, he's done ...
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