Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 22&23 - Sex Stories

Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 22&23

... obviously into her. He was handsome, tall, thin and lean. But for whatever reason, she felt like she was just pretending with him. There was no real chemistry. That changed when he leaned in while they were on the dance floor. He put one arm around her waist and pulled her close. Her breasts pushed against his chest. He put his mouth right to her ear and whispered, “I saw you take off your ring.” She was startled, speechless. Haden had no clue what a good response would be. But before she could think of something, he continued, “Does it make me a bad guy that I want to fuck you because I know you're married?” While she still couldn't think of a good response verbally, her body completely shifted gears. A tingle ran down her spine and straight between her legs. She shook her head and finally managed to say something. “Where do you want to go?” A half hour later, she was following him to his condo down in the Irish Channel. It was new building and it was modern and clean and not like the rest of New Orleans. Haden thought it didn't fit in well at all. “Kind of like me,” she said to herself. His apartment was out of a catalog – organized, minimalistic and almost devoid of personality. Craig majored in business at Tulane University and was now a marketing VP for some sort of industrial company that worked in the oil industry. He'd told her more about his personal life, but she'd already forgotten it. They kissed in his living room and then made their way to his bedroom, which ...

... was already dimly lit with just two candles. He'd obviously planned on bringing someone home. Haden couldn't care less about Craig, but inside she was thrilled. She was doing something for herself, something she wanted. She was doing something bad, she knew, but somehow that added to her enjoyment. Craig stripped her down quickly, kissing her breasts as he pulled down her jeans. “You're so fucking hot, Haden. I've always wanted to get with a married woman. You're husband is a lucky guy but I guess he's not taking care of business.” She tuned him out. Haden didn't want to hear his thoughts on her marriage. Instead, she crawled onto the bed and spread her legs. “Go down on me?” He dived in eagerly. His cunnilingus skills were terrible though. He lapped at her in a way that immediately reminded Haden of a dog drinking from a water bowl. She looked around his room while he ran his tongue up her labia. It wasn't her room, it wasn't her home. It wasn't Andrew's. It was a stranger. She knew Craig's name and a few details but Craig was just a stranger and she was going to fuck him. Haden pushed him away and pulled down his pants. His cock was thin and long and fully erect. There was a neat pile of condoms on his night stand and she tore one open and rolled it onto him. The latex felt strange. She hadn't had to use a condom since college. When she climbed on top of him, he slipped inside her easily and all the way. His cock was a good fit as long as she angled her hips just the right ...