David and I had known each other since college. We broke up and got back together umpteen times. Two years ago, we started living together and finally, after ten years of our relationship, we took a major step and got married, last week. Well, the truth is, we eloped in Vegas. David works at a marketing firm and he has friendly relationships with his colleagues. His office is like his second home.

Everyone, like his and my office friends, our families, and our college friends, was waiting for our wedding. Everybody was shocked when we invited them to our reception. We had a grand reception.

Tonight we are going to David's annual office party and this is going to be our first appearance as husband and wife at any event after our reception. We are excited and nervous at once.

I selected a black shimmery dress that I hoped would catch everyone's eye. When I wear my dress, I love how it fits perfectly around my curves. The dress hugged me in a way that felt like a second skin, making me feel confident and comfortable. The dress defines my curves in all the right places, and the deep V-neck draws the eye up.

David whistled when he saw me in the mirror. I looked at him and smiled. "Are you ready?"

David sighed and cupped my face. "I was ready to go but now I am planning to change my mind."

I squinted. "What do you mean?"

David held me from the back and buried his face between my shoulder and neck. "I mean, it won't hurt anybody if we get late a bit."

I closed my eyes because his warm breath over my bare skin sent shivers down my spine. When his hands reached my breasts, I instantly opened my eyes and pushed him back. "No, I don't want you to ruin my make-up and hair before going to the party."

David acted as if I had hit him hard. "Ouch, rude."

I turned around. "Also, I don't want anyone to think we came late to a party because of me so come on, we are leaving."

David whispered in my ear before heading out. "Tonight, I make sure you scream my name at the top of your lungs."

My breath stuck in my throat but I pointed at the door. "I think we should leave."

The moment we entered the party, I felt a bit of a shake in my confidence. I looked all around, the venue is elegant. The atmosphere is vibrant. Everyone is dancing, drinking, laughing, and enjoying themselves.

David held my hand and asked. "Are you alright?"

I looked at David. "You should have told me there would be a crowd of hundreds."

David leaned in. "Would you have come if I had told you?"

I shook my head. David tipped his head. "That's why I didn't do any such thing."

David held my hand and helped me navigate through the bustling crowd. He started introducing me to everyone who was coming to meet us and everyone showed warmth and genuine respect for meeting me. A few of them told me they had finally met the woman who had captured David's heart.

I blushed and looked at David. I was feeling proud to stand next to him. I took my time to adjust to the atmosphere. After a while, I started talking and got the vibe of the party.

Surrounded by David's friendly and respectful colleagues, I couldn't ignore a pair of eyes following me relentlessly. At first, I thought it was in my head only but I became sure when he smirked at my stare.

The way he was looking at me I should feel uncomfortable or get irritated but I don't feel like any of them. I felt a knot of uneasiness in my stomach when I realized his eyes were fixed on my cleavage. I almost felt his gaze touch my cleavage and my heart skipped a beat.

I blamed David for igniting my desire before coming here. I shook my head and excused David and his ongoing conversation with his clients. I hurried to the bar and ordered a drink for me. While waiting for my drink, I was wondering why the fuck I felt good when he was staring at me? Why on earth did I want him to watch me?

When my drink arrived, I immediately gulped in one go and ordered another one. The lively vibes started to get off me and I started to wonder about that stranger's intention behind his relentless stare. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't feel David was standing behind me until he touched my arm.

I smiled because David is the only one who can make me smile, even at my worst. He has the skills to comfort me when I get stuck in something chaotic. I turned around and my smile vanished because it wasn't David who was standing so close to me. It was a pair of eyes that were staring at me.

I should have felt uncomfortable with this unnecessary closeness of a stranger, but I was feeling excited by his closeness. A spark flickered within me, and I found myself attractive to him. I feel a ball of heat between my legs. I was torn between my mind and heart. My body is betraying my mind.

I wanted to touch him. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted his lips all over my body. My hand was on his chest when my next drink arrived. The moment the bartender kept my drink on the counter, that sound brought me back from my elicit trance.

I pushed him away and turned to my drink. His voice pierced through my ears, and it felt like a beautiful hum. "Are you waiting for someone?"

I sipped my drink and looked at him. "What if I was?" I don't know what has gotten into me and I didn't mention David.

He once again moved forward and picked up my glass, which I placed on the counter after taking a sip. I raised my brow, and he gulped my drink. "Tell him, don't bother to come because you'll be busy with me the whole night."

His confidence ignited a daring soul inside me, and I stood up. "You wish."

Then I walked over to David and stood next to him, holding his arm. When David wrapped his arm around my back, I should have been lost in his embrace, but I couldn't ignore a strong urge to look back at the stranger who had stirred a whirlwind inside me within a few moments.

That stranger came to the front and continued to ogle me. The moment I saw his eyes on me, I smiled in my heart and started getting a kind of satisfaction as his gaze fulfilled my desire to be seen by him. I was in the embrace of David but in my mind, I was pleasing my forbidden desire, a hunger for the tempting attraction of the unknown. Before meeting him, I didn't know I had something like this inside me.

After a while, I excused David again and rushed to the restroom because I wanted to splash some water on my face because I wanted to get out of this turmoil within me. My urge to get close to that stranger started to get uncontrollable. I splashed water a few times and closed my eyes, hoping that would clear my head.

Or maybe deep inside. I wanted to be alone again so he approached me, and we could have a few moments together. I shook my head and opened my eyes. I was taken aback to see him in the mirror as he was standing behind me. I panicked and turned around.

I buried my face in his chest. I didn't move an inch, and he also didn't step back, move forward, or touch me. Our heartbeat synched. I lost myself in the rhythm of our heartbeats. A rush of excitement was coursing through my veins.

Before I could say or do anything, his lips crashed on mine, and instead of shoving him away or doing anything else, I kissed him back with more intensity. His hands cupped every curve of my body and mine slipped into his blazer. I was lost in the moment as we were having a long and passionate kiss when, all of a sudden, I got distracted by the sound of running water. Yet, the spell was broken as he looked at me with curiosity, bringing me back to reality with a jolt. I was trembling; my breaths were heavy, but I still managed to pull myself away from his euphoric attraction. He asked. "What happened? In his sultry voice.

I put my hand over my lips and shook my head. I cursed myself for what I had done, and I stormed out of the restroom. When my eyes landed on David, I ran to him and encircled my arms around him. He sensed my restlessness and asked. "What is wrong?"

I shook my head and swallowed my guilt to look into my husband's eyes. David offered to go back home but I refused and smiled. David asked again, "Are you sure?"

I didn't want to kill David's enjoyment due to my wrongdoing, and I reassured him. Within a few minutes, I recollected myself and apparently managed to stand with him peacefully.

David led me to a nearby couch; the mysterious stranger was already sitting on a couch. I was praying in my heart, God, please, don't let David introduce me to this stranger with whom I kissed a few moments ago. But it felt like the universe was conspiring against me when David called my name.

David introduced us, and I found out that the man was David's boss, Mr. Langford. When I realized what I had done earlier, I felt embarrassed, but to my surprise, Mr. Langford met me with the same smirk and while shaking hands, he caressed to show his desperation.

I cautiously shook his hand without looking at him but the way he squeezed it made it clear that our last encounter still lingers in his mind and to be honest, it still lingers in every cell of my body. I excused myself and went to sit on a different couch, cursing myself in my head for how awkward the situation was. However, I was still feeling his touch all over me.

As a result of being so consumed by my thoughts and feelings of guilt. I failed to realize David had left me alone on the couch until Mr. Langford cleared his throat. I looked at him, and my heart skipped a beat. He was sitting next to me with his arm around my waist. I was jolted. Although I made an effort to go away, he made it abundantly clear that he did not want me to leave. As I began to look in here and there, he whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, David is not around." I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up a little when his breath brushed my skin.

The moment Mr. Langford stood up; my heart began to sink since I had the impression that he was leaving because I had not responded to any of his advances. I had a hidden wish that if he made even one small advance toward me, I wouldn't resist it. Perhaps the world was conspiring as he buttoned his blazer and then extended his hand to me. Without giving it a second thought, I took his hand, and he led me out of the party.

A mysterious thrill was all over me with a fear of getting caught, and the minute he swiped his card to enter the room, I had a surge of adrenaline. After he had taken me into the room, he pressed me against the door and held me there. When his lips claimed my mouth as if it were his birthright to do it.

He unzipped my dress, and it immediately fell to the ground. I felt strange when I was covering myself with my arms, so he stopped me and asked me to remove my arms from my breasts. I had no strength to go against his will, so when I did that, he came close to me, cupped my face, and said, "There's no need to cover yourself from me."

When I nodded, he hitched me up and while kissing, he walked over and placed me on the bed. My hand reached his belt and while maintaining our eye lock, he told me, "You are a dirty little girl." I shoved down his pants and started touching his hard essence; his head fell back, and he groaned.

When he pulled me close to him, he ran his finger through my hair, and then once again, his lips crashed into mine. He parted my lips and plunged his tongue down my throat.

His kisses moved down to my globes and sent jolts of ecstasy coursing through me as he popped my pink nipple and the other kept swiveling between his thumb and finger.

In my trembling voice "I....I wantttt more."

His hand moved from my pebbles to my panties and pulled it down. I gasped and he let go of my other pebble from his mouth and looked at me. "You just need to be a good girl with me and I will give you the world."

He began by separating my legs, then he pushed his briefs down, and lastly, he lifted his pants to grab a condom that had been tucked in his wallet. At the same time, he tears with his teeth and rolls over his shaft, then Mr. Langford adjusts the head of his essence and begins filling me. It was all euphoric until he started moving back and forth, and the pressure that was building up inside of me was immense. I started moving with his body, and after a few moments of bliss, I felt a stream of pleasure bursting out of my body, and I started feeling exhausted. However, then I heard his hard roar, and then he collapsed on me.

After a few moments had passed, my phone buzzed.

I picked up the phone and it was David, and before I could say anything, he asked, "Where are you?"

I said, "Coming."

I leaped out of bed, dressed myself, grabbed my purse and shoes, and walked out of the room. Mr. Langford remarked as I was leaving the room, "At least I deserve to know whether you like it or not."

I flashed him a suspicious grin that was similar to the one that he was giving me, arched an eyebrow, and then exited the room. Even though I was in a hurry to go back to the party, I couldn't help but flash an odd smile. When I got there, David was standing. I made the excuse that I had gone to the restroom, so when I asked David what had taken him so long, he told me that he had been notified that he would be transferred to another city the next week. I smiled, held his arm, and left for home.

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