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Wife’s BFF Linda P4

My wife leaves early Sunday morning to visit her sister for a few days. Our secret plan is coming together! Linda and I are all set for our overnight rendezvous. The intense desire I feel for Linda and the thrill of being alone with her is fueling my lust, reminding me of the hot times we have already enjoyed. Although I feel guilty, my longing for Linda surpasses any other emotions. Our passionate affair is consuming my thoughts these days.

Linda’s spa day at the Ritz Hotel day spa ends at noon. We are having lunch at one o’clock and then spend the night in one of the suites at the same hotel. Everything is all set!

I text Linda, “Good morning, sexy; how are you?”

Linda responds, “I’m great. Having samosas with Kelly at the spa.”

I reply, “That sounds amazing. Say hi to Kelly for me.”

Linda asks, “What did you plan for today? I can’t wait to see you.”

I text back, “Well, we are having lunch at 1 pm at the Terrace restaurant.”

Linda asks, “And after lunch?”

I text, “We will finally be alone to play. I got us a room at the hotel.”

Linda texts, “Perfect! I can’t wait to be alone with you.”

“Me too, “I quickly reply.

Linda texts, “Jon, I want to be dirty today. I want you in every way, even in my ass.”

A little surprised, I say, “That’s so hot.”

Linda's text sends a thrilling surge of excitement through me, showcasing her newfound daring side. Her journey of sexual discovery is truly remarkable. As she enjoys her time at the spa, I ...

... prepare myself for what lies ahead. After a luxurious shower, I meticulously groom myself, paying attention to every detail. I pack an overnight bag with all the essentials and dress to impress in a crisp white shirt, stylish jeans, and a charming blazer.

Linda’s message about exploring anal play is consuming my thoughts. On the way to the hotel, I stop at the “Love Shack” adult emporium. I am carefully selecting the perfect anal toy and lubricant, trying to make the experience unforgettable for both of us.

Arriving early at the hotel, I have ample time before lunch at one o’clock to check in and head up to our suite on the top floor. The room’s elegance, particularly the stunning view of downtown, pleasantly surprises me. It is the perfect setting for our private time together.

I text Linda, “How’s it going? How were your spa treatments.”

Linda replies, “Amazing, but I may have had too much champagne, lol.”

Linda is a little drunk, which gets me intrigued, I said. “I could take advantage of you with a wink.”

Linda replies, “I don't need to be tipsy. I want you in every way today.”

I reply, “I can’t wait!”

Arriving at the restaurant early, I sit at a secluded table in the dimly lit back section. I order a double serving of their smoothest scotch to calm my racing heart before Linda arrives. As I slowly savour the velvety liquid, I see Linda gliding towards me, her sun dress hugging every curve. I am astonished by the intensity of my craving for this ...