Page 8 of His Best Friend's Wife
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Isuddenly feltnervous as I tried to swipe the keycard in the lock on my room's door. The thought crossed my mind that Dirk was on this floor. I hoped he wouldn't escort his bimbo down to the elevator and see me in the hallway with hiswife.
I don't know why it should matter. The man was having an affair. Deep down, though, I knew that what Cassie and I were getting ready to do was the ultimate betrayal. Whether the man deserved it or not, this was notright.
Despite the sudden rush of guilt, I also knew that there was no way in hell that I was going to be able to stop this hot, fast-moving freight train. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity. If I didn't jump at the chance, I would wonder for the rest of my life what it would have been like. I couldn't do that to my futureself.
From the small taste of her that I had in the elevator, I knew that Cassie would be everything I had dreamed of and so much more. This was going to be the most memorable night ever, and I wasn't about to let my guilt over Dirk ruin it. I could spend the rest of my days feeling bad about my betrayal of my best friend, but he was not invited into my room tonight––even within the confines of my head. Tonight was about Cassie and (finally)me.
Cassie put her hand over mine as I fumbled with the lock. "Are you nervous?" Her voice soundedhusky.
I didn't look at her, but I responded honestly. "I've wanted this for solong."
She leaned in close to my ear to whisper, "Me too." Then she took the key card, swiped it smoothly through the opening, and sauntered into my room like she ownedit.
I silently wished that I had kept my room tidier, but there was nothing I could do about that now. She was here, with me, and I was going to use my body to show her my true feelings. If nothing else, I wanted this to be the best night of sex ever forher.
My bathroom light was on, which gave a romantic glow to the sterile hotel room. I gazed at her, blinking and not quite able to believe she was really here withme.
She was looking back at me as if thinking the same thing. I prayed that she wasn't having second thoughts about our tryst. When she spoke, her words made my heart race. "Dirk's room isn't right next door, isit?"
I guess he came into the room with us without my permission, I grumbled silently. I couldn't blame her for being worried. We both knew that what we were doing was wrong, yet I didn't have the strength to stop it. If Cassie changed her mind, I would let her go, though. It would practically kill me to do it, but I couldn't hurther.
I started to ask if she wanted to leave, but the words caught in my throat. They refused to come out. Instead, I answered her question. "His room is down thehall."
"Good." Cassie respondedimmediately.
My mind was whirling, fear icing my veins, as I wondered if she was planning to go to Dirk's room. Some distorted side of my brain was worried about her finding the other woman there. Why I would be concerned about that, considering the plans I had for Cassie in my room, was beyondme.
Cassie eased my fears with her next words. "I don't plan on being quiet tonight, and he shouldn't have to hear me fucking his bestfriend."
Her use of the f-word surprised me. It wasn't her usual style, but it was oddly arousing––especially since she was referencing doing it with me. We stood still for a moment as I processed her provocative words. I felt a little tipsy from the shots I had slammed, but I knew I wanted to remember this heady, top-of-the-world feeling for the rest of mylife.
Just when I thought things couldn't get much better, Cassie stunned me yet again. She looked boldly into my eyes as she lifted the flimsy wisp of silky fabric that was her dress over her head. I had already known that she wasn't wearing any panties, and I was pleased to find that she hadn't bothered with a braeither.
She tossed the dress to the floor and stood before me completely bare and utterly exquisite. Her naked skin glowed––illuminated by the bathroom'slight.
My mouth fell open as I gazed at her. She did not try to cover her nakedness as I openly and appreciatively perused her. "You're even more perfect than I imagined." I croaked. My voice sounded scratchy andstrained.
"You've imagined me like this?" She sounded both surprised and intrigued as she stood before me. Her nudity, while I was completely clothed, should have made her feel vulnerable, but if it did, she didn’t show it. She looked bold andbeautiful.
"So many times," I revealed. My voice still sounded distant. My blood was thundering through my head, pounding in myears.
She stepped forward then, close enough that the puckered, pink nipples of her gorgeous, creamy breasts grazed against the front of my shirt. I ached to touch the full globes, but didn't trust myself to move justyet.
She yanked my tucked polo shirt up and out of the waistband of my pants. I clinched my fists at my sides in a feeble attempt to restrain myself. I wanted to let her take the lead, at least for the moment. She slid my shirt up. I raised my arms and bent my knees to allow her to lift it over myhead.
After tossing my shirt aside, she raked her short, seashell-pink nails down the sides of my abs. I sucked in a deep breath through my teeth at the tingling sensation. My nipples had gone taut at her touch. When she leaned in to flick her tongue across one, I tipped my head back, savoring the delicioussensation.
My dick was straining for release, and I had held back as long as I was physically able. I made short work of unfastening my pants. As I pulled the waistband of my boxers out to clear my jutting erection, Cassie used her hands to help release me from them in one cleansweep.
"Oh my," she murmured appreciatively as I kicked my pants and underwear aside. Cassie was gazing at my cock like it was a hunk of warm chocolate molten lavacake.
To my utter delight, she kneeled down and took me into her warm, wet mouth. Her hands cupped my ass cheeks as she slid her soft mouth along my dick. I had never felt anything so mind numbing anddelightful.
I raked my fingers through her long, luscious hair as she worked her talented mouth on me. It briefly registered in my mind that her hair felt like silk. The ministrations of her mouth quickly took precedence in what was left of mybrain.
I moaned in ecstasy as my hips pumped my cock in and out of her mouth. Some tiny sliver of rationality surfaced in my mind that knew that this wasn't how I wanted my night with Cassie to go. It took all the strength I had to stopher.
