One Night Only

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The evening goes by between talks, drinks and more drinks. I had already decided not to take much, but for such an occasion I can do it. Already well into drunkenness, I check my cell phone to see if I have received a response from my wife. Indeed, it is so. There are two of them. I didn’t hear when they arrived because of all the noise. I open the first message he sent.

I hope the days will pass soon.

I also can’t wait to see you and for you to kiss me like you only know how to do.

I wish to have her here with me.

I open the following message.

Have you fallen asleep? Well, rest up, since you’re traveling tomorrow.

Since I didn’t reply to his first message he thought I had fallen asleep, but I am more awake than at first, before I drank almost two bottles of whiskey.

No, beautiful, I’m still awake, I just didn’t hear the cell phone ring.

A minute passes when he responds.

Well, you should be. Aren’t you leaving early tomorrow?

Even by message he wants to discuss. He never gets tired. I smile.

At your service, boss, as soon as I finish the second bottle of whiskey.

I laugh. I know that it will make her more engaged and not as I would like her to do.

A new message arrives.

I thought you had already changed and that you wouldn’t go out and have so much fun. How wrong I was. Good night.

It can’t be true. I was joking and she took it very seriously.

I stand up quickly and dial the number. Everyone is watching me, but I ignore them and move away from the noise and the crowd.

Give two beeps and then the third. When I think he won’t respond, he does.

“I’ve said what I needed to say” it gets straight to the point.

“Wait, don’t hang up on me,” I ask, but it seems more like a plea. It’s not what you think. Muhammad, the guy I came to make a deal for, threw a party to say goodbye. I just drank while chatting with him and other colleagues “I release everything quickly. I’m trying to sound decent, without getting stuck for words. I’m a little drunk, but I can still speak well and be aware of what I’m saying “. Do you believe me?” I don’t know why I’m giving him explanations, but I feel I have to do it, or rather I want to do it. This is the first time this has happened to me.

A deep sigh is heard on the horn.

“I believe you, and I trust you.

Your words make me happy. Knowing that he trusts me makes me feel immensely happy. He doesn’t doubt me anymore. She doesn’t think I can play with her and hurt her anymore.

“Damn, that makes me so happy!” I raise my voice. It’s okay if others listen to me.

“Hey!” he reprimands me. Don’t swear.

“Can we play?” I ask in a playful tone.

“Play? To what or how?

“Just tell me what you’re wearing. “I’m lowering my voice a little. I don’t want them to know what I’m talking about with my wife.

“Umm, a nightgown” she sounds nervous.

“What color? And how short is it?

Keep silent and continue after a few seconds.

“White… and it’s very short.

“Mmmm, you must look very delicious. “My voice sounds in a growl”. What are you wearing under it?

The silence returns, but a little shorter.

“Up swims and down panties the same tone of the nightgown” confesses.

I swallow saliva. I have a desire to be with her right now, to take her and tear off those clothes and make her mine all night.

“Take them off and touch yourself for me.

She doesn’t say anything. Her breathing quickens a little, I hear her clearly.

“Touch yourself like I’m the one doing it.” His breathing is speeding up more, and that means he’s doing what I asked”. Rub your delicious button slowly and then put one of your fingers in your tight and wet pussy.

I hear her moaning. I know he does everything I tell him. That makes me also turn on and get excited to the point that my partner below gets excited.

“Dante,” he gasps. It feels… I want you to…

“Shhh, take it easy. Do it slowly so that you enjoy more. “I’m trying to sound confident in what I’m saying. My breathing also gets a little agitated, and it just drives me crazy to hear her moaning, more so when she says my name between moans”. Do you like it?” I already know the answer, but I want to hear it from her.

He moans loudly.

“Yes!” he answers between gasps”. I wish you were here doing it to me.” She says every word in a choppy voice.

“I wish it too, you don’t know how much. If I were there right now, I would put you under me and thrust my hard and well-standing penis into you in one lunge. I would ram you very, very deeply until you make you scream with satisfaction. Then I would take you from behind and place you on your knees and with your arms supported on the bed while you lean forward so that I could enter your creamy pussy again and in this way manage to make you reach another orgasm and be able to cum inside you all night” I tell her everything I want to do to her as soon as I have her next to me again.

She just moans in response.

With the last thing I said to him I just hear how he reaches the top of the climax.

Damn, I’m still excited. My penis is still erect. There’s nothing left for me but to give myself a hard time.

I know that this is not the right place to give me pleasure. I have to go to my room, so I ask you not to cut the call. I want to listen to her voice while I masturbate and cum on my hand. I will imagine her at all times. I have no other choice.

I leave without saying anything.