I was enjoying my Shirley Temple sitting in a bar while waiting for my friend. I was looking around to feel the vibe but failed miserably. When my eyes landed on a boy coming towards the bar wearing a black buttoned shirt tucking his hands in blue jeans and looking all around. I Completely forgot that I was happily married, a mother of 15 and 19-year-old boys.

When he looked at me while checking out the club I was already ogling him, he squinted but I couldn't take my eyes off him. I felt like loud music and bustling dance floor fading as he was coming close to the bar. I felt excited when he chose to sit next to me. I was looking at the club but now I turned my face to the bar.

He ordered a whiskey and started using his phone. I kept looking at him secretly, a few times our eyes met, and every time I looked away. I tried my best to not look at him but couldn't do it. It felt like my gaze making him uncomfortable because his nostrils flared at our every glance locked.

I buried the excitement in my veins and finished my drink. When I was keeping dollar bills under my glass and about to stand, he blocked my way from his leg while having his whiskey. He was not even looking at me, I cleared my throat "Excuse me."

He looked at me but didn't say a word. I raised my brow and pointed at his leg. "You are blocking my way."

With a rigid face, he responded. "And you are blocking my chance to fuck you by walking away."

I was taken aback as I was not expecting this blunt response from him. I smiled and shook my head. "Bad luck boy because that's not going to happen."

He kept his finger at the back of my hand and started moving up to my elbow then to my shoulders and pulled me closer by grabbing me by my neck. I felt a rush in my body for the first time in years. I had no strength to stop him and walked away from his ecstatic embrace.

My phone buzzed and it was a message for me that she'll be fifteen minutes late as she got stuck in traffic. He read my message and asked me to reply, "I am also stuck in traffic."

I shook my head and gathered some courage to run away from a forbidden territory. "You are too young for me."

He started massaging the back of my neck. "And you are perfect for me."

I felt my throat grow thorns in it as it was difficult for me to talk to him. I tried to swallow a bit of saliva to moisten my throat. "I need to go."

He smirked because I started breathing heavily. "But your body says otherwise."

I clenched my eyes and responded to my friend what he asked me to. He pulled me further closer and whispered in my ears. "You are smart and intelligent." then he licked my earlobe and I lost control of my body.

There was a distance of half an inch between his lips and my lips. "Come on, you were eye fucking me and now you are holding back."

The warmth of his breath took me to another world, and I closed my eyes because I didn't want to live in a world where I couldn't bury his face between my legs. He is handsome, charming, and an unknown attraction pulling me towards him. I have seen men and boys with this physic but there was something mysterious in his aura.

He whispered. "Look at me."

The moment I looked into his eyes he crashed his lips on mine, and I enveloped my arms wrapped around his neck. He set me between his legs and kept slamming my body into his. The exchange of heat we blissful. His tongue explored my mouth, and his hands explored every curve of my body.

I moaned in his mouth and before he took me further higher, he broke the kiss. I was looking at him with disappointment on my face. He signaled the bartender and placed his card. I wanted a splash of water on my face as it was burning from inside. I wanted someone to wake me up from this sensual fantasy.

He led me to his room and while walking through the corridor I realized I had enough courage to say no to him but the truth was I didn't want him to stop. When he shoved me in his room and shut the door behind my excitement started to course through my body.

We were standing in front of each other, and I thought he was going to shove me into a wall or throw me in a bed but he was standing straight and saying nothing. He said in his dominant voice. "Strip."

I squinted. "What?"

His demeanor changed from being gentle to ruthless. "You heard me loud and clear; I am warning you if you make me repeat won't be good for your body."

The way he was bossing me around my panties started melting and I never knew I liked taking orders from a man in the bedroom. "You have earned your first punishment, woman." He repeated "Strip."

He was standing straight with a rigid face. My body betrayed me and my hands moved up at the back of the dress I was wearing. I unzipped my dress and pulled it down. My dress fell on the floor and I stepped out of it.

The way he was checking out my body I felt so good and satisfied. I wanted him to give me orders to fulfill. I was standing in my bra and panties. He licked his lower lip and asked me to walk up to the bed and lie down. I lifted my chin to make sure I heard right. He raised his brow "You have already earned one punishment and I don't think you can make it through the second."

I immediately fell on his bed and looked at him. He walked towards me, and the overwhelming rush in my body caused my soul to fly higher. He slipped his hand under my chin and asked. "Tell your safe word."

I looked at him and for the first time, I responded with tumultuous energy. "I don't need a safe word."

He smirked. "Love, nothing is going to happen here against your desire, so I need to know the safe word else you'll get no pleasing."

I immediately said my husband's name as my safe word. "Ethan," I had no idea why I did it.

He didn't even ask about it and handcuffed me by the bed. I gasped to which he comforted me "I promise you won't regret it."

He didn't take off his clothes and sat between my legs. He gently took off my panties and folded them then kept them on a nightstand. He picked up a flogger and started brushing from my wrist to my shoulders then started to move down to my cleavage then my stomach and stopped over my pussy.

The way he was moving flogger over my pussy I buried my head back in a pillow and a soft moan slipped my lips. While brushing the flogger over my core he asked. "You like it."

I sighed. "Hmphhh."

"I need words else..."

I didn't let him complete it and between heavy breaths. "Yeah....yeah..... I like it."

He dropped the flogger and spread my legs; his face buried between my legs. His tongue licked the confines of my core and then slowly and gradually his tongue sank in the upper curls of my throbbing core. He grabbed my ass and buried his face more into my pussy.

He was sucking my soul between my legs. The way he was licking and sucking my clit I never felt this pleasure in life. I was moaning, smiling, and whimpering at once. A gush of emotions rushed through my blood. I wanted to hold his head but the feeling of being restrained gave me thrills.

He started using his teeth over my raw clit and I was about to cum, but he raised his head at the end moment and looked at me. I opened my eyes and asked. "Why the hell did you stop?"

He smirked. "You make me repeat so this was your punishment."

I hit my head back on the pillow in anger and he sat up. He swiped his finger over the opening of my pulsating core and then he slapped. I flinched because I wasn't prepared for this. Then another slap on my needy core. I didn't know anyone can make me cum by slapping the most sensitive part of my body. He kept slapping my pussy and I kept flinching with loud moans and sometimes a soft scream. His slap was getting harder until I screamed and juiced his bed.

I was trying to release my hands from those damn cuffs but after a gush of released desire, my body calmed like after a high stake presentation I sat on my chair and leaned back. My phone buzzed and I looked at the screen it was my friend "where are you?"

He picked up my phone and God knows Typed something and kept it aside. I didn't bother to ask what he did because my focus was on something else.

He removed his pants, and as his Kraken dick emerged, I hesitated, unsure if I should allow him to fully penetrate or partially. He opened my bra and set his hard, giant essence at the slit of my pussy. I thought he was going to ask if I was ready, but instead, he plunged his huge body into my core in one go, causing me to scream intensely. However, as soon as his dick started setting between my legs, my screams turned into moans.

When he stopped and looked at me I groaned. "I want more and..."

He didn't even let me complete and leaned in. He started rocking his ass against my pussy and popped my hard nipple in his mouth at once. I didn't know how to react because pleasure was getting intense after every passing moment. His slamming was hard that I felt like someone is slapping inside my pussy.

His sucking was hard and from time to time he used his teeth to pinch my nipple. The sharp pain emerged after his every pinch on my nipple. My body once again started to stretch and blood in my veins started to seize because my second orgasm was so close. He kept his pace until my pussy once again spilled my white desire but this time over his dick.

I was in the process of shuddering when I heard a loud roar and literally felt a hot gush of stream hitting my cervix. He cursed and immediately withdrew himself from me and rolled aside. After a few moments, he uncuffed me and slipped himself into his pants. His wallet dropped from his pants on the floor.

He offered. "If you want you can take a shower."

He was acting like nothing happened between us and his rude behavior kept pulling me towards him. I liked to beg for his attention. "I wanted to part your shirt, I wanted to touch you but you have restrained me all the time."

He sniffed. "This is the reason you have been cuffed because I don't like anybody touching me."

Anger emanated inside my gut and I jumped out of the bed immediately. While picking up my dress I looked at his card which was half out of his wallet. When I looked at his age I felt like my heart stopped working. I picked up his card and yelled at him. "You are fucking twenty-five years old."

He took his card gently from my hands and tucked it into his jeans. "So?"

In embarrassment, it slipped from my mouth. "My son is six years younger than you."

He walked up to me and held me by the waist. "I cared a damn how old is your son and how old is you,"

I asked. "You really don't want to know how old I am?"

He shook his head and my phone buzzed again. This time I checked what he replied "I am reaching in ten minutes."

My friend's message "How much time it will take you to reach?"

I replied "Reached" then dressed myself up and walked out of my door. Thinking never to repeat this delicious mistake ever again in life. The guilt was replaced by an adventurous experience until I reached back the club.

For a few days, I was still in that night's trance. I kept my urges to myself and secretly pleasing myself imagining that handsome boy doing this to me. One day My son asked me to pick him up from his office as he was working as an intern in a multi-national firm.

I parked my car and called my son to let him know I had reached. He asked me to come into the lobby as he would take a few more minutes to wrap up his work. I climbed out of the car and walked up to the lobby. While I was waiting for my son looking here and there my eyes fell on someone I didn't expect to see again in life.

He was walking towards the elevator and I tried to hide myself because I didn't want to encounter a forbidden pleasure I had in a club while waiting for my friend. As the elevator closed I sighed in relief and moved behind a plant.

Someone tapped on my shoulder, and I thought it was my son. "You should have been..."

I didn't complete my sentence and covered my face with both hands. My eyes widened and he smirked, "Were you hiding from me?"

The irony is I still didn't know his name I read his age on the card but forgot to read his name. I calmed myself by stretching my neck muscles "No...no why would I hide from you?"

He tucked his hands in his pants and flicked his head. "You tell me."

I started stammering. "I.... I come..."

He intervened. "I know exactly how and when you cum."

My both eyebrows lifted and I heard my son. "Mom....What are you..."

He walked over to me and looked at the guy I was talking to. "Good evening Mr. Harriet."

I looked at my son. He introduced me to his boss and we shook hands. Fuck I hooked up with the country's most young billionaire and he is my son's boss. "Call me Jericho."

I nodded. "Stefanie."

Jericho looked at my son and asked. "Did you get the invitation to my party?"

My son smiled and nodded. "Yes, Mr. Harriet. I am looking forward to it."

Jericho looked at me. "Please do come to the party next week at my place."

My butt was sweating but damn that pervert was standing in so peace. "I don't like to go to parties. I am not very adventurous but anyway thanks for the invitation."

Jericho shot up his shoulders. "I thought you like adventures and I'll be waiting for you to come with your son."

I refrained from answering and held my son's hand. "It's nice meeting you, Jericho."

While walking away I turned to look at him and he winked and then saluted me with two fingers.

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