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A weekend break to Amsterdam
Date: 12/9/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: AndreaDetroit, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories
saw him frown when I mumbled 'her' and pointed ambiguously in the direction of the flute shaped glass. Unsure of what I meant, he asked me again but this time I said I wanted the same as the other lady, and nodded to the half bottle of Champagne. I heard his sharp intake of breath when he heard what I said and, although his reaction was expected, I ignored it, smiling wickedly as he gave me a cautious sideways glance. “Are you sure, Darling?” he asked wearily, almost afraid to hear the answer he knew was coming. I gave him my most mischievous smile, a smouldering look from my emerald green eyes and nodded. “Darling…” I said teasingly, “you know I don’t need champers to be a slut.” A playful pause, whilst watching him wince. “Because… well, that’s what I am. It’s just that with a glass of bubbly, I don’t worry about the consequences so much!” He shook his head and smiled worriedly. “You knew that before you married me, so don’t start acting all prim and proper when it’s inconvenient for you. Oh, and F.Y.I., you don’t make a fuss when you’re happily fucking the ass off me, so stop trying to make me feel guilty now, because it’s not gonna happen. Now order me that drink pleeease .” He sighed heavily, but knowing he was fighting a losing battle, he resigned himself to the inevitable and looked across the cabin to attract her attention. I raised myself in the chair and put my blood red lips to his ear. “Besides, Darling, I'm already horny, so denying me my drink isn’t going to ...