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To Catch a Cheating Wife

... dance floor, but with some of the couples essentially dry fucking out there, I couldn't persuade Wendy to dance with me. Nevertheless, it was obvious that she was getting hotter just from watching the other couples doing it. She was now on her fourth screwdriver and already half d***k. &#034Maybe one more, and she'll let her inhibitions drop enough to dance dirty with me,&#034 I thought. She had just finished her drink when a handsome man in his mid-thirties came over to our table. His thin, dark moustache and van dyke gave him a sexy, devilish appearance. All that added to his confident, sexy smile got my wife's attention. &#034Hi. Please excuse my intrusion,&#034 he said to me. &#034I could not help but notice that your lovely wife hasn't been on the dance floor yet tonight. For someone so lovely, that's a shame. My I have you permission to ask her for a dance? I'm Ramon, Ramon Mendosa. May I know your names?&#034 &#034I'm Jeff, Ramon. And this lovely lady is my wife, Wendy. And I've been trying to get her to dance all evening without success. If you can persuade her, I would be very pleased.&#034 Ramon didn't ask my wife. He simply smiled, put his hand under her arm, and firmly pulled my wife to her feet. &#034It is so very rare that I have the pleasure of dancing with such an exquisitely beautiful woman. Thank you, Jeff. You are very generous. Come, Wendy. o I cannot wait to dance with you.&#034 With four screwdrivers, Wendy was somewhat unsteady on her feet, but with ...

... Ramon's arm around her waist she had no further trouble. She put up one feeble protest: &#034I don't think I should be dancing with you when I've already turned my husband down several times.&#034 &#034SSsshhh... that is of no consequence. You can dance with your husband any time. This may be our one and only opportunity. Come, Now! I cannot wait to hold you in my arms. To feel you moving against me.&#034 &#034I don't think that...&#034 &#034Be quite. No more feminine protests. We will dance together.&#034 At this point, Ramon moved my wife onto the dance floor out of earshot, and I couldn't hear what else he was saying to her. At first, she kept his body several inches from her own. Even so, the tips of her big breasts occasionally brushed against Ramon's chest. The more often that happened, the less the distance between them became. Finally, I saw Wendy move closer still and Ramon's arms immediately circled my wife's body and pulled her tightly against his own. For the next three songs, Ramon would not allow my wife off the dance floor. Finally, she gave up trying to escape and let her head rest on his shoulder as he moved them around the crowded dance floor. By third song, he had Wendy's mound pressed firmly against what I assumed was now a very hard erection. I could also see that very gradually he had pulled her bodice open even wider so that her nipples were close to being exposed. Occasionally, I saw him whispering in her ear. Sometimes she would just laugh... other times ...