Wild Cat on the Prowl - Sex Stories

Wild Cat on the Prowl

Daring, risky and adventurous, that’s what my sex life had become. Not long ago I had enough courage to go out dressed only in heels, g string and a coat to cover me. Why? Because I was horny, wanted to have my needs met and my husband wasn’t home. Heading to his office and then being fucked on his desk in the middle of the day was exhilarating! At any time a co-worker could have opened the door and seen us. I wanted more. I needed more. Sometimes I felt like I was a wild cat that had been kept in a cage, and had been loosed. I was on the hunt for excitement. Could my new found freedom get me into trouble? Yes, of course; but that thought was exciting too. For our recent wedding anniversary, I had bought a cute outfit: black “merry widow” corset with g sting panties, nylons and new black heels. Even before we had sex, Jimmy had grabbed his camera and took some pictures of me. I know he loved what I was wearing, because his lovemaking was fierce. Or, perhaps… it was me who was fierce? It happened on a Wednesday. Jimmy had meetings booked with some out of town people he did business with at a downtown hotel. He called me late in the afternoon to let me know he wouldn’t be home that night as the meetings were going to carry on into the morning. He had booked a hotel room for the night and had a breakfast meeting planned. I had been looking forward to making love that night, and I was very disappointed. More than that, I was horny. The cat was on the prowl. It was about an hour ...

... and a half drive to his hotel, but I quickly formulated a plan. I showered and put on my makeup. I laid out my “clothes” for the night on the bed. The black corset, g string panties, nylons and heels – my anniversary outfit! Getting the corset on was challenging, and doing up the snaps for the four garter straps was frustrating, but soon It was done. The first time I had made the mistake of putting my panties on before doing up the garter straps. My husband had to undo all four snaps to get my panties off. Then he fastened them up again to my nylons. That took what seemed to be forever and was quite an unnecessary distraction from our love making. This time my panties went on last. Slipping into my heels, I found my long gray coat with the faux fur collar and trim. Now for the drive! I undid some of the buttons on my coat to make it more comfortable in the car. It felt sexy driving with my legs exposed and the garter straps showing clearly. The sheen on my nylons reflected the light of the street lamps as I passed under. By the time I arrived at the hotel the sun was totally gone. Parking right at the front entrance, I quickly did up my buttons before the elderly bellman opened the door for me. I gave him my husband’s name and asked him to find out what room Jimmy was in. I watched as a young valet drove off to park my car. Entering the lobby, the bellman came over smiling and holding a piece of paper. Looking down, he said, “One… ah,” and looked again at the paper. “Yes, four ...