Eventually, though, even Energizer batteries run down. And our fun was to come to an end as well–at least temporarily. I wanted to make sure that Julie came before I did and luckily that was the way it worked out.

I knew she was building to a tremendous orgasm–I felt her shudder and I heard her cries and moans as her orgasm came closer and closer. Like a thermometer reaching its limit, her orgasm climbed higher and higher until it crested.

"Ohhh ffuuuccckkk! I'm cuuummminggg! Ohhh, shhiiiitt!" Julie screamed at the top of her lungs. She arched her back, her head falling back and her hair flowing out to both sides on the pillow. She wrapped her legs around my waist as her orgasm took command of her.

I continued to hold her wrists pinned to the bed so all she was able to do was squirm and wriggle around under me. I think this helplessness added another layer to her orgasm though, as she flailed around as much as she could, given her restraints.

Once Julie had cum, it was my turn. I had kept on pumping in and out through her orgasm and now I was going to add my own contribution to the wet spot she had started.

With a groan that I swear started in my nuts, I thrust once more into her as deep as I could go and held myself there, pumping what felt like gallons of hot scalding cum into my cheating playmate.

My cum mixed with hers in her washing machine pussy until it seeped out around my cock as a thinned down milky white liquid running down the crack of her ass to enlarge the stain already on the sheets.

When we both had finished pouring out our souls, we collapsed panting and drenched in sweat and cum onto the bed.

With the little bit of strength I had left in my arms I pulled her to me and cradled her in my arms. She folded into me happily purring like a contented kitten as we lay there cuddling and holding each other.

She was the first one to speak after a bit. "Wow, Mark, that was... amazing!" she said still breathing heavily but not as hard as before.

"Well, I hope you don't think we're finished here. I mean, that was only the first round–you said your husband won't be home for a couple of days. We have lots of time for more fun... if you want to."

"I would love to go another round with you. But I thought that the way I came in here..." she said.

"Julie, I don't usually make a habit of turning down a beautiful woman when she says 'Fuck me.' Granted it was a rather unusual opening line–I usually hear that at the end of the date. It worked, though, and here we are. 

"But I'm not under any pretenses or false illusions. I know you are married, happily or not, and that this may be the only time we do this. I'm okay with that–the last thing I want to do is come between a man and wife or break up a marriage. If this is a one-time deal then let's make the most of it. 

"Your husband won't be home for a couple of days and I wouldn't feel right about leaving you alone after what he did... ignoring your anniversary. I know women well enough to know that a scorned and pissed-off woman left to her own devices is a recipe for trouble! So if by keeping you company I can keep you from making a really bad choice, then you are welcome to stay here."

"What do you mean 'stay here?' What are you saying Mark?" she asked, propping herself up on one elbow as she looked at him.

"What I'm saying, honey, is that this is your anniversary and you shouldn't have to spend it alone. You should be celebrating it. And if your husband feels he has something better to do than be with his wife on their anniversary, that isn't your fault. 

"Now I enjoyed what we just did a lot and I think you did too. Speaking for myself, I would like more of the same. I didn't have anything planned this weekend so my weekend is completely open. I would like for you to spend it with me if you want to. I would like to help you celebrate your anniversary... starting with taking you out to dinner."

"Oh, Mark that is so... so wonderfully sweet of you! Yes, I would love to spend the weekend with you. And I would love to go to dinner with you!" she said.

So after a little more cuddling and kissing, we decided that we would go out to dinner and then come back home here for a little "dessert!"

"So what are you in the mood for Julie? Mexican? Chinese? Something else?" I asked.

"Mmm... Mexican sounds really good. Do you know of any good Mexican restaurants around here?" she asked.

"Hmm... a good Mexican restaurant here in San Antonio... Oh, I think we can probably find one!" I said laughing.

"Well, that may sound funny, but there are a lot of Mexican restaurants... and only a few of them are GOOD ones!" she said pretending to be indignant at my finding humor in her statement.

"Don't worry Julie honey, I know of a really good place not too far away."

"Okay, but I have to go put some clothes on... I seriously doubt we'd be allowed in wearing this," she said, holding up her bra and panties.

"Tell you what, you go next door and put on something socially acceptable then, and I will pull the car around," I said.

"Okay, I won't be long... you have given me quite an appetite!" she said, slipping out the door with a smile.

Her sexual innuendo aside, I was pretty hungry too so as soon as she left, I called the restaurant I had in mind and asked if they were very busy that night.

Luckily they weren't, so I told them we would be over in about an hour and that it was "our anniversary," figuring it was just easier than a big, long explanation. I set up a couple of surprises for her when we got there and then got myself dressed and ready to go.

I pulled the car out of the garage and had it parked in her driveway and was standing next to it when she came out. When I saw her door open, I came forward to get her and was stopped dead in my tracks when I laid eyes on her.

Julie was wearing a strapless red stretch-knit tube dress that fit her like a second skin. It was mid-thigh in length and showed off her long legs to full advantage. And the strapless design was designed to tease! She looked fabulous in the dress too with her hair put into a flirty ponytail and her flawless makeup... she was a vision!

"Wow, Julie! You look amazing honey!" I said when I could speak again.

"Well, you were so sweet to ask me to dinner, I just wanted to look good for my hero!" she said.

"You certainly accomplished that... you look stunning!" I told her again.

As I seated her on the passenger side I leaned over, buckling her in. "I can't wait for dinner to be over so I can see what's holding that little dress up!" I said.

"Well, there isn't much I can tell you that!" She giggled.

We started off heading to the restaurant. I figured it would take us about twenty minutes to get there. "So where are we going anyway?" she asked once we got on the freeway.

"It's called La Posada Roja. It means The Red Inn and it's supposed to be one of the best Mexican restaurants in San Antonio. I've eaten there a couple of times and it is really good food."

"It sounds wonderful," she said.

We arrived at the restaurant and I found a parking spot close to the front door. I opened her car door and offered her my hand to help her out. She looked up and smiled "So gallant!" she said.

"Hey Mama raised me right," I said.

"Well remind me to thank mama for bringing up such a thoughtful and gentlemanly son," she said.

"A gentleman in public maybe, but behind closed doors, your knight turns into an animal!" I said.

"That's what I'm hoping for!" Julie said with a kiss on my cheek. She slipped her arm around mine and we walked into the restaurant.

Once I told the hostess who we were and that I called she knew exactly what to do. She took us to a quiet corner table out on the patio. It was a warm spring night and the stars were spectacular. 

The table was a cozy one with the seats in a V shape so we could sit next to each other and it had a white tablecloth with a fringed edge. A single candle sat in the center of the table. The hostess lit the candle for us and I sat my date in her seat.

"Oh Mark, this is so lovely!" she said looking around.

"Yeah, I special ordered the stars to be out like this. I thought it was a nice touch!" I said humorously.

"I'll bet you did too!"

After a few minutes, the waiter came out and gave us both menus. We looked them over and decided what we wanted. After placing our order he left and then another man came to our table. 

"Bienvenido! Welcome to La Posada Roja! My name is Carlos Morales and I am the owner of this humble restaurant. I understand that this is your anniversary–how many years have you been married may I ask?" he said.

"It is our fifth anniversary," I said, remembering what she told me when she first came to my door.

"Well, congratulations you two. You make a lovely couple and I am so glad you chose to share this special day with us," he said. Then Carlos clapped his hands twice and the waiter brought out a bottle of house champagne. 

"Our gift to the happy couple," he said.

Right after that, the hostess brought out a dozen red roses with a red ribbon around them. She handed them to Julie who took them and turned to look at me. Her eyes had tears in them and one had started to roll slowly down her cheek. Her bottom lip trembled as she didn't know what to say.

"Okay so I ordered more than just the stars... so sue me!" I said.

"Oh, Mark..." she said.

I knew what she wanted to say... what she couldn't find the words to say. 

"You're welcome, honey. More than welcome. I'm just glad I could make your night a little better." I said.

"You made it a lot more than 'a little better' Mark darling. You have made it simply wonderful. Mark, you are an amazing, incredible man. I came to you wanting a revenge fuck for my asshole husband and you have treated me... you have treated me..."

Suddenly she got up and ran to the ladies' room. She had become overcome and needed to step away for a moment and compose herself. Maybe have a little cry. I was feeling pretty good about what I did–it obviously meant a lot to her. 

I gave her a few minutes to pull herself together before I went to see how she was doing. I called the hostess over and asked her to go in and check on her and she smiled knowing what was going on and went in to see Julie. She came out a moment later assuring me she was okay and to give her a couple more moments. 

Sure enough, it was only a minute or two later when she came back out. I was waiting for her at the entrance of the ladies' room.

"Mark! Oh, you didn't have to wait here for me!" she said. 

"That's okay, I wanted to make sure you were all right," I said.

"Oh, sweetheart, I am more than okay. But thank you for being concerned."

We went back to our table and dinner arrived a few minutes later. It was a wonderful meal and the whole dinner was more than I could have hoped for.

Once we had finished eating I went up to pay the check and asked the hostess to ask Carlos to come out. I shook his hand and Julie kissed him on the cheek thanking him for the wonderful dinner and experience.

As we started to drive home, Julie took my hand. "Thank you, Mark, for an amazing dinner and for the flowers and... everything," she said.

"Well, you haven't seen 'everything', yet honey. But you will as soon as we get home!" I said with a roguish grin.

"Oooh, that sounds promising," she said. "Can I ask you a question, Mark?"

"Sure, honey, what is it?"

"Why are you doing all this? I mean, we're neighbors but we were never really close neighbors. We'd wave to each other in passing, but that's about it. Yet you've treated me better than my own husband, even when he's not being a jerk. Why?"

Luckily for me, we hadn't gotten on the freeway quite yet. I spotted a handy parking lot and quickly pulled in. The business was closed for the evening to the parking lot was empty. I put the car in park and turned to her.

"Listen Julie, sweetheart, there are a few reasons why I am doing this. First off, I am doing it because it's the right thing to do. I wasn't kidding when I said Mama raised me right. I was brought up to treat people with respect and manners. And especially women. 

"I am the kind of guy that holds the door for a woman, that will look them in the eyes and really listen when they talk and treat them like the gift they are. That kind of thing used to be standard operating procedure back in the day, but now they label you a gentleman if you do that stuff!

"Secondly, when you came to me, I saw the need you had. It was written all over your face as plain as if it had been spelled out. You were hurting and I couldn't just ignore that or say it's not my problem. You made it my problem when you knocked on my door. So I took action to help you with your need.

"Thirdly and probably the most... delicate reason is that I've always wondered what you were like. I would see you next door, coming and going or sitting out in your back yard or something, and I wondered what it would be like. I guess you could say I've wanted you from afar.

"But I knew you were married so I kept my fantasies to myself. Then you came over with the invitation to turn my fantasies into reality and I just..."

"You fantasized... about me? Really?"

"Of course. Julie, you are a very beautiful, sexy, desirable woman," I pulled down the visor in front of her opening it to show her the mirror behind the flap.

"Look at yourself, honey. Look at the beautiful, amazing creature in the mirror. A guy would have to be a fool not to be head over heels for you!"

"Well, I know one guy who doesn't seem to share your opinion!"

"Julie, honey, I am really sorry that you and Chris are having problems and I hope you two can work things out. But I would be lying if I didn't tell you that a part of me hopes that you don't. I know that this is more than likely a one-time deal and that when numbskull gets home, you two will work things out and life will go back to normal.

"But if it doesn't and you need to talk again, I hope you know I'm a very good listener."

Julie didn't say anything after that and we continued home in silence. I was wondering if I had crossed over some line and stuck my foot in my mouth with my admission of being attracted to her.

She was a married woman after all, and despite her husband's current lack of attention, I was sure she still loved him. Maybe the suggestion that this might not be an isolated incident made things too real for her or something. Had I blown the only chance I'd have with her? I didn't know.

We pulled into the driveway of the house, still not talking. I clicked the remote for the garage door and I pulled the car into the garage, then the door closed behind us. I walked around the car and opened the door for her as usual, holding out my hand to help her stand. She took it and I pulled her to her feet.

But instead of just walking into the house she grabbed me and pulled me into the most amazing, passionate, surrender-your-soul kiss I have ever had before or since. It was like the walls of Jericho had been blown down with her. She threw everything she had into that kiss. And just to make sure I got full value from it, she pinned me against the car door as she kissed me.

When she finally let me grab a breath she took my hand, still without talking. She led me into the house and straight back to the bedroom. I shut the door as I passed by it and she took me over to the bed.

"Sit," she said, and I sat down on the bed. At this point I didn't know what to expect–I had thought maybe she was mad at me or rethinking this whole cheating thing. But then there was that kiss... holy shit that kiss! So now I was at a complete loss.

"Mark honey, Chris and I have been married for five years now and until recently I thought it was a happy marriage–the kind every girl dreams of. But the man I married somehow got lost along the way.

"Chris is a good man, don't get me wrong. He doesn't hit, he doesn't yell, he doesn't abuse me in any way. He's a good provider and he makes sure I have everything I need. Every material thing that is. What he can't seem to give me are the intangible things... love and attention and emotional security.

"And for a woman, those things are just as important as food clothing, and shelter. A woman needs to know she is loved and appreciated. She needs to know that she is number one in his life. Not his buddies, not his fishing or football or anything else. His woman comes first.

"Mark you have shown me what I was missing in my marriage–what I used to have but somehow lost. And I'm not sure that Chris can give that to me, even if we do 'work things out' as you say. I don't know if he still looks at me the way you do. If he does he doesn't show it anymore. And I need that.

"I am really a very insecure woman and I need to know that I am still desirable and attractive. That I still can please a man and pleasure him as well. 

"I know it isn't right, to be going behind his back and cheating on him like this. But I need what he can't seem to give me. I love him, but I need more. I need what you have shown me so easily tonight. 

"And so if you still want your fantasy woman, I want to make those dreams come true!"

I stood up and walked around behind her I put my arms around her from behind and kissed her bare shoulder. Then I moved up to her neck and she moaned. She moved her head to the side to allow me more access to her neck.

Note to self–neck kisses work on her.

My hands moved slowly up her sides to her tits. Julie had an incredible set of 34D tits that sat high and proud on her chest, capped off with rosy pink areolae and thick super-sensitive nipples that got hard when she even thought about sex. And right now they threatened to poke holes in her tight dress!

My hands cupped her tits holding them up slightly. My fingers brushed over her hard as stone nipples. "Your nipples are hard enough to cut glass, slut. Are you hungry for something?" I growled low and soft in her ear.

"Ohhh..." she moaned as I gave her tits a little squeeze. Her hands went back to grab hold of my pant legs, pulling on them and hinting to me.

"Patience, my sweet, this is MY fantasy, remember?" I said.

I moved my hands up sliding them over her tits so she could feel them until I got to her dress's scoop neckline. I traced along it with my fingers going in opposite directions slowly until they reached her shoulders.

Then I suddenly and quickly jerked the neckline of her stretch dress down uncovering her tits and stopped just under them. The dress effectively pinned her arms to her sides just above the elbow and left her tits exposed and ready to be played with.

"Oh!" she gasped at my sudden move but when my hand went back up to her now naked tits, her exclamation turned into a moan of desire. My other arm went around her waist right about at the beltline and pulled her close to me. I wanted her to see that her nipples weren't the only hard things in the room!

She felt what I had brought to the game and began grinding back on my hard cock, rubbing up and down on it as much as she could in that tight dress.

With her head still tilted to the right, I began kissing on her neck and nibbling on her ear again. Her left arm went up and she began running her fingers through my hair as both my hands now caressed and pawed at her tits, pinching and tugging on her aching nipples and rolling the meaty kernels between my fingers.

I could smell the effectiveness of my teasing in her sweet, musky aroma. The girl was definitely getting heated up!