The group of men watched as women walked into the bar, having a good time judging their sexiness and do-ability. Some would try buying drinks for the women, and a few succeeded in chatting up the ladies but were, in the end, left to their own devices.

Then she walked in, maybe five foot six, with flowing red hair, deep brown eyes, and full, red lips. She wore a short, red, low-cut dress with enough skin showing so the onlookers could easily see the undercurve of her natural breasts. It was obvious that she spent a lot of time at the gym and had no problem showing off the results. She was all woman, and she knew how to move to make the men want her without saying a word.

As she sat at the bar, several men tried to buy her drinks. She took a few, laughing at the drinks' names and innuendoes, but always saying, "No, thank you," when asked to join.

"Sexy," "sizzling," and "sex on a stick" were phrases that she overheard them say. Not that they tried to hide their intentions from anyone. "I would give anything to take a dip in that sauna," was another one that made her giggle.

Maybe another time she would have taken the whole group up to her room and left their exhausted, drained, naked bodies strewn around the room after having her way with them either one by one or as a group. But tonight, she was the one on the prowl, the huntress in a den of wolves, with the only man she was interested in sitting across the room, completely unaware of her existence.

As she sat there, a text came in from her husband: "You're right; she found an excuse to invite me over to her place. I can't wait to have her. " Kim wasn't the jealous type; in fact, it turned her on knowing her husband was going after some nubile, fresh newlywed, but if he thought he could score Melissa without her seducing her husband, he had another thing coming.

Responding, she told him, "Your slut's husband won't be far behind; I hope he has a big one," she replied back before walking over to the man in the corner.

"Want a blowjob?"

"Excuse me?"

"It's a drink," Kim said, acting embarrassed. "A couple of your buddies thought it would be funny if they bought me a couple. One was a blowjob, and the other was a threesome. I'm certain they wanted me to follow them to their room where they could get the real thing," she said with a wink.

"As much as I do love blowjobs, not the drink, the guys weren't my type. So do you want one?" she asked.

"We're still talking about the drink, right?"

"If that's what you prefer."

"No thanks, I'll have to pass on the drink."

"I didn't mean to shock you; it's probably not every day that a woman asks to give you a blowjob, drink, or otherwise. Actually, I almost didn't pass up the gangbang; they do seem to satisfy my yearnings a bit quicker, and the drinks aren't too bad either," she said with a grin.

"You don't mind if a 'Red Headed Slut' sits with you, do you?" she asked coyly.

The look on Kevin's face was one of shock and confusion.

"It's another drink," she said, laughing. The guys were on a roll.

Now that we have all the drink innuendos out of our system, I'm Kim," she said as she sat next to him. Well, Kim, it's nice to meet you. I must say, your red hair is absolutely stunning; it suits you perfectly.

"Thanks, so what's got you down? I can see you thinking about something else besides my red hair," she laughed.

"Oh, nothing. My wife just hasn't texted me back yet; she usually gets back pretty quickly. She must be busy with something."

"She's busy with something all right," Kim thought to herself with a devious grin.

They talked for a while when she received another text. "Give me a second; it's my husband," Kim said as she checked her phone. Mike had sent her a picture of a woman on her knees with his cock halfway down her throat. Her eyes watering from her efforts to engulf his entire manhood.

Kim was filled with a mix of excitement, intrigue, and a hint of satisfaction as she gazed at the image of Kevin's wife displayed on her phone screen. If Melissa's face weren't so prevalent in the picture, she might have shown it to him. Not that he would have recognized his own wife in such a torrid picture. The wedding ring, the one glistening in her own saliva as she lost herself in the moment, would have given her away.

The text read, "She's going to dehydrate me with this mouth; can't wait to get inside of her."

Kim gave a quick response. "You cad! Lol. I'll catch up to you soon. If I don't respond, you'll know why. Ttyl."

Kim reached over and played with Kevin's wedding ring while stroking his arm. Is this what's stopping you from enjoying the sights? Your wife must be quite the woman for you to be so preoccupied with thoughts of her instead of enjoying the sights right in front of you, or don't you find me attractive?" she asked.

Finally, seeing the woman in front of him, really seeing her, he replied. "Oh, god, no. I mean yes. You're gorgeous."

"Well, thank you. It's so cute that you're blushing."

"Married or not, you're handsome enough to get any woman into bed with you for the night if you wanted to. Or let me guess, your wife is upstairs in your room right now, waiting to give you that blowjob that I was offering you. If so, I'm jealous," Kim said, with a pout.

Coughing, Kevin said, "Wow, you sure know how to put it out there. She's at home a hundred miles away, probably reading a book while curled up with some hot chocolate. Besides, I would never let her do such a degrading thing."

"Degrading? What's so degrading about giving your partner pleasure? Sex isn't always about what you want; the best sex is when you do something that makes the other person lose all control. I personally love giving head; there's nothing like the feel of a man's cock growing in my mouth while my tongue swirls around the crown, knowing that I'm driving him crazy."

Kevin squirmed in his seat, struggling to maintain composure as he processed the woman's provocative words.

"You're not denying your wifey something that she wants, are you? Tsk, tsk. Shame on you."

"It just seems dirty, is all."

"Hate to break the news to you, but it's just skin," she told him as she moved closer, reaching between his legs and gently tracing the bulge in his pants with her fingers, "with thousands of nerves all wrapped up in a hard cylinder, waiting to explode inside of a very wet and aroused woman." She then squeezed his cock, making him jump and a moan escape.

"Oh, you have a nice hard one. I bet your wife would love to have you shoot your load into her mouth so she could taste it."

Pulling her hand away, she reached for the "blowjob" drink and continued. "I do love to swallow," Kim said with a wink as she gulped down the rest of the beverage. "And the drinks are actually pretty good too."

It's just that. I can't; I'm married, and so are you."

"Oh, don't worry. My husband and I have an understanding. He can bone whomever he wants, and I can do whatever I please with men whom I find attractive. The fact is, he probably has some sexy young slut whose husband told her that giving blowjobs was dirty, slobbering all over him at this very moment. He likes going after the young, married ones. What did you say your wife was doing again, Kevin?"

"You sure don't pull any punches, do you? Melissa's just not that kind of girl."

Kim gave him a glaring look, expressing disapproval or skepticism. "And what kind of girl is that, Kevin? A girl like me? Someone who loves sex and is willing to go get it? Just because she's a married woman doesn't mean she doesn't have strong urges. I'd bet you real money that her thighs burn for variety at times, and if she's not getting it from you, then who?"

"What else are you withholding from her? Poor girl. Maybe that's why she hasn't responded to your text yet."

Kevin's stomach was churning; he was remembering that he had brushed off Melissa's advances several times in the past few weeks. In fact, Melissa had been especially amorous lately, but he was too busy getting ready for the company's big presentation to do anything about it.

Kim reached down and squeezed Kevin again. "Oh, I guess you do find me attractive after all. Why don't we let your friends watch you take me to your room?"

"But…"

Squeezing his cock once more, she whispered in his ear, I'm going to show you what you're missing and swallow this cock whole."

"By the way," Kim said as they reached the elevator, "you say you've never let your wife suck your cock. Does that also mean that you've never tasted that sweet pussy?"

Kevin didn't respond, giving her his answer. "Oh my, my…"

When they reached his room, Kevin offered her a drink. "The only drink I want is right here," she said as she knelt on the floor and began unbuttoning his pants. Kevin was taken aback as Kim pulled his cock out without any hesitation. He had never heard about a woman being so upfront and aggressive. He stood there frozen, unsure of how to respond.

"Wow, you really do have a nice cock." Kim stroked him, making him harder than he had been in a long time. "I'm really going to enjoy this."

"Do you have a picture of your wife? Let me see," she said as she stroked his shaft and made him sit on the bed. Reaching into his pocket, Kevin pulled out his wallet and handed her a photo of his wife. "Wow, she's hot. If I were a man, I would be trying to get into her panties, especially if I found out her husband was ignoring her sexual appetite. Look at her and imagine she's right here, kneeling in front of you. Are you going to stop her? Or are you going to let her have what she wants?"

As soon as Kevin looked at Melissa's picture, Kim engulfed his cock, taking it to the back of her throat in one smooth motion.

A sudden moan escaped Kevin's lips as he was deep-throated for the first time. "Oh my god!"

Kim was eager to show Kevin what it was like to get a real blowjob. Sucking his cock slowly, she made sure to touch every nerve. She licked his balls and suckled them into her mouth, making him moan with intense pleasure. As he lay there, his body was on fire while Kim did things with her mouth, tongue, and throat that, only a moment ago, he would have thought impossible. Kevin tried to warn her a few times that he was going to cum, but she just told him to relax and let it happen.

"Don't you dare pull out; I want it all in my belly." Kim stroked his cock and massaged his balls as she rubbed the head around her lips and face. Kim stopped for a moment to take a hairband from her wrist. She then put her hair into a ponytail.

"Hold on, it's about to get real," she laughed. For the next five minutes, Kim sucked Kevin's cock, slowly at first, then quicker, before sucking only the head of his cock before deep-throating him all the way down to the root, only to pull off to lick his hairy balls. "Next time, I want to see this shaven; trust me, you'll enjoy it. Just tell your wife that you did it for her."

Kevin struggled to understand the allure of the situation, bewildered by Kim's actions, yet the overwhelming pleasure she offered was a temptation he found impossible to resist.

When the first surge came, Kevin felt as if his body was turning itself inside out as he let loose inside of her sucking mouth, having the most intense orgasm that he could ever remember.

Kim felt the first rope hit her in the back of her throat and had to swallow several times to keep Kevin's seed from spilling out of her mouth. Rope after rope shot down Kim's throat, sending him to places he had never been before. Blood rushed to his head as he almost passed out from the experience.

"Jeeeezus...!! I never knew that could feel so good." When Kevin's orgasm finally subsided, his mind finally cleared and became more coherent.

Then a startling realization came back to him about Melissa and her sexual appetite as of late. He wondered if she had in fact been trying to get his attention and wondered who, if anyone, had been, in Kim's terms, trying to get into her panties.

A sick feeling came over him when thinking that maybe he did brush his wife off once too often. He looked at her picture again, then at the woman who was licking the head of his cock, and hoped that he hadn't sent his wife off into another man's arms.

"That was incredible! I've watched plenty of whores do that on videos, but…"

When Kevin realized what he had said, it was too late. Fortunately, Kim was familiar with the opinion of men who watched too much porn.

"So, I'm just a whore, am I?" she said. "Let's get something straight: My husband knows I fuck other men, and he supports my voracity for more sex. We figured instead of trying to keep it bottled, he told me to go for it. It's better than falling off the sex wagon and waking up in another man's bed with the need to hide the fact."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean…"

"Sure you did; you probably watch tons of porn and think that the women in the videos are just whores and bimbos who had a bad childhood with an abusive father. You might be surprised to know that many of those "whores" do it because they like sex and how much it empowers them.

Kevin started to pull his pants up. "Where are you going, stud? This is your room, remember?" Kim said with a giggle.

"If you would rather be alone," Kim offered, "I guess you won't be wanting more of this?"

She then stood, stepped back, slid the dress from her shoulders, and let it slide off of her body before hitting the floor. She wore no bra and matching panties as she stepped out of the fabric.

"So what do you think, Kevin?" As she stood before him, completely naked. "Does my dress look better on me? Or would you rather it stay on the floor?"

"Hypnotized, Kevin gazed at the perfection before her. 'Oh my god,' was all he could say as his eyes roamed over her curves, her nipples pink and hard, his gaze ending between her legs, where she wore a small, closely trimmed triangle of hair but nothing more.

Smiling, Kim took Kevin's already inflating cock in hand and led him as if he were hypnotized. "Let's take a shower together so you can recuperate; that was quite the load you gave me. After we get clean, we can get dirty all over again."

In the shower, Kim taught him how to touch her without pawing her body. "Just like that, fondle my breasts; don't just squeeze them. Lick my nipples; start gentle, yes, like that. Now finger my pussy. That's it, slowly and gently, now harder, harder. Shove another finger inside; oh, fuck, that feels amazing. Suck my nipples harder. Oh fuck. I'm going to cum."

"You're a quick learner," she said, her breasts heaving before him. "Come on, let's not let your bed go to waste tonight; I have a tasty treat for you."

"But I don't have a condom."

Kim laughed and suggested, "You can go downstairs to get some or call your buddies to bring some up; with the lines they were giving me, I doubt they've used any. As much as I do love a good gangbang, I think I just want to fuck you right now. It's up to you, Kev; one way or another, I'm getting laid."

Bending over the bed now, Kim wiggled her ass. "Wouldn't you love fucking another man's wife? I hear it's a common fantasy. You can look at your wife's picture as you fuck me from behind, imagining I'm her if you like."

He couldn't hold back any longer, feeling the urge overpower him as he positioned himself at her entrance, plunging into her, crossing the threshold of infidelity for the first time. He then pushed inside of her pussy, bare. Kevin no longer cared if it was right or wrong. He grabbed the smooth curvature of Kim's hips and thrust balls-deep, fucking her as if she were a "paid-for whore."

"Oh, fuck yes, Kev. Make me your whore. I want it rough and dirty," Kim moaned, knowing that at home, her husband was likely breaching another married woman's most intimate parts.

After several minutes, Kim could sense the end coming too soon. "Pull out, Kev. I don't want you to cum yet. We have plenty of time," she said as she moved away and lay on the bed, her legs splayed and waiting. Come here, lover boy, time for dessert.

Kevin stared at her, too shy to say anything. "I've never…"

"Oh dear, you do have some learning to do," she said, chuckling softly. Kim slid two of her fingers into her pussy to the second knuckle, pulled them out, and licked the juices off. "You don't know what you're missing," she said as she shoved into herself yet again. This time, she offered her wet fingers to Kevin. "Go ahead, give it a try."

He could smell her heavenly scent of pheromones, making his desire to taste her strangely overwhelming. He hesitated for a moment, then leaned in to finally taste her nectar, the sweet, intoxicating flavor, leaving him craving more.

"See, it's not bad." She then reached behind his head and guided him between her legs. "There you go; now lick me."

Kevin felt as if he were drunk with lust for this woman as he followed Kim's instructions on how to eat his first pussy. "That's better, nice and gentle. Don't beat up my clit; use a soft tongue. Mmm. Now you're getting it, but I need your big dick inside of me. Now get on your back."

Kim mounted his hips, moving her labia up and down his hard shaft, getting it nice and slick. "We're both going to enjoy fucking each other, loverboy." She then reached between them, grasped his cock, and impaled herself onto his shaft. "Ohhh, yeah, now just sit back and enjoy the ride, lover." Kevin was used to Melissa closing her eyes during sex and didn't know how to respond when Kim's eyes seemed to look into his soul as she slowly moved in a smooth, wave-like manner, rising and falling in a continuous, rhythmic motion.

Kevin was captivated. The confidence in which Kim carried herself and the way she moved her body was almost hypnotic, as if she were able to manipulate her pussy muscles to massage his cock like he had never imagined possible. The pleasure was so intense that he was having a difficult time holding back.

Kevin kept trying to thrust into her so he could get off, but Kim refused to let him dictate the pace.

"Take it slow, loverboy; sex isn't only about you. If you don't learn to take your time with your girl, don't be surprised when another man does." Of course, Kevin had no idea that Kim was referring to her husband, who at that very moment was taking his time with Melissa's very aroused body in ways her husband had never imagined.

Finally, understanding the timing, she pulled off of his cock to lie on her back.

"And sometimes, a woman just needs a man to fuck her like a whore; do it, Kev. I'm not your wife; I'm your whore. Now fuck me like one."

Not being able to hold back, he mounted Kim and shoved into her hard. He couldn't help but to fuck into her harder than he had ever fucked his wife, surprising even himself at how much he enjoyed using her body as his personal cum dump.

"That's it, stud, fuck me! Dump your cum as deep inside of me as you can, and don't hold back. I want to feel you throbbing when you fill me." she pleaded through clenched teeth, her eyes dark with desire as she stared him down while he jackhammered into her, both of their bodies bouncing up from the bed on every thrust of his powerful hips.

Kevin groaned loudly after only a minute, feeling his soul being violently ripped from his body and being hurled into the woman below him.

"That's it, stud, fill my cunt with your hot seed," she moaned. "I can feel it." Kim's orgasm was just as strong as Kevin's, leaving her euphoric and satiated.

When his balls were thoroughly emptied, he rolled off and lay on the bed next to Kim, completely exhausted but satisfied.

"I'm coming back next weekend," Kevin admitted after catching his breath. There's another conference I have to attend. Can we meet up again?"

"We'll see what happens; Friday night I have plans with my husband. Saturday night, I might have plans with a new girlfriend. We will have to see how that plays out.

Looking at the clock, Kim realized that she could still make it home for her husband and to hear how he fucked his new plaything. She wanted to hear how Melissa responded to being ravished in her marriage bed. Mostly, she couldn't wait until next weekend when she hoped to taste her husband's cum as it seeped from Melissa's well-fucked pussy.