I’ve been fantasising about what might happen at my wife’s work Christmas party tonight.

She’s a very nice, innocent and shy mother of 1 - not overly sexual but can really get into it once she gets going. She is tall, fair haired and on the curvy side with shapely hips, a squeezable bum and nice 36E breasts. As she is quite shy we usually have sex with the lights off.

I imagine watching her get ready for her party, putting on her form-fitting red Christmassy dress before realising her full-back panties she normally wears are giving her VPL and changing into a small black thong. I raise my eyebrows, my cock semi-hard as I get a glimpse of her pulling it up over the full, trimmed triangle of her pubes and adjusting the back to sit nicely between her curvy arse cheeks. She’s so hot, I tell her. I quietly think to myself about what lucky guys may get to see her tonight, maybe hit on her. She does her eye makeup and puts on crimson lipstick, she really looks a million dollars.

She has a small, female-dominated workplace so they go to a multi-company party at a hotel in the city with other employers, more men there.

My fantasy becomes cloudy from when she leaves to go there in the taxi, already a couple of glasses of Prosecco consumed. What I do know is she ends up having a lot to drink as she doesn’t get the opportunity much any more. She dances with a man -maybe one of the few male coworkers, maybe a stranger. He compliments her, tells her she’s beautiful - she points to her ring and says she’s married, but thank you. Deep down she’s delighted getting that attention. Through the night he keeps trying - a light touch here, a compliment there, a stare at her chest whilst she’s dancing enthusiastically with her workmates, letting her hair down.

At some point she ends up at the room he’s got for the night, as he stays out of town. Perhaps her feet are sore from too much dancing and she needs a break. Perhaps she needs to pee and the ladies queue is huge so he offers use of his en-suite. Perhaps a few go for after-party drinks there and the others gradually leave. At some point he tries again, and her inhibitions are down.

She ends up with her dress pulled down, her dusty pink nipples erect and pointing at him, his hands roaming over her chest, caressing, squeezing- his hands big and rough. She lets him put a nipple in his mouth, groaning as he moves a hand down to the hem of her dress and slowly traces up to her ass then round to the front, feeling the heat emanating from her pussy. She lets him push her back into the bed, and pull her thong down to reveal her beautiful pussy. He stares at her, legs spread, tits out, face flushed. “I love your bush, not seen one this good in ages - so many bald pussies now. I love this!” As he runs his fingers up and down her, feeling her tight hole fluttering, a huge bulge in his pants. He moves his face in… “I just have to taste you”. Her eyes roll back into her head and she pinches her own nipples. Hard

She can’t believe she’s doing this. It’s wrong. She’s a married woman, what would her husband say? The lights are on… this man can see everything, after mentally undresssing her all night, more than her husband has since she became a mother. “This is… amazing…” she says. “But… I know you are hard, we can’t have sex… I’m married. But… I’ll wank you off… suck you… you can cum on me?”

I haven’t formed where this goes next, but so turned on thinking about it. Maybe he convinces her to do more. Or respects the no sex (in her pussy) but gets her to do more than she will with me in other ways. Maybe he even takes photos. Maybe they masturbate together, respecting the marriage… I don’t know, but trying to form more ideas what might happen to beef out my fantasy to jerk to tonight!!