"Oh yeah, you feel so good baby..." I grunt and groan in your ear as I push my bare cock into you. Your body is pressed against the wall of the toilet cubicle, your face up against the graffiti. "I fucked Ellie here" reads one almost illiterate scrawl and you grunt as the realisation hits that it could soon be your name written on the wall. You reach your arms up to give you purchase and push back against my hips. On your finger the engagement ring sparkles.

Despite yourself, you can feel that your pussy is dripping. This is possibly the most disgusting place you've ever had sex, but still something about the way I was fucking you was turning you on. Maybe it's the way that I'd shut down the talk of a condom. Or maybe it's how the expensive dress hitched up round your hips clearly doesn't fit here.

There's noises outside the stall and you catch your breath. You don't want us to be caught, although the possibility has sent a butterfly flutter down your stomach to your pussy. "Hurry up," you mutter to me through gritted teeth.

I don't seem to be paying attention to the sound of the other people in the restroom. I'm purely focused on the in-out rhythm and my approaching climax. "Damn, you are so tight," I growl. "I love your pussy."

"Remember to pull out," you hiss back at me, hoping that I'm going to finish soon. I just grunt and push deeper into you. That's when you hear him.

"H-honey? Are you in there?" It was your husband, clearly bored of waiting for you are your table. You freeze, but I don't stop - you can tell I'm close. You try to pull away, but the toilet stall is too small. "Honey?" your husband's voice is right on the other side of the door. And suddenly you feel me push extra deep inside. My cock starts to spurt and you feel me flooding your womb. And as your own orgasm washes over you, you can only press your forehead against the stall door, inches away from your oblivious husband.

I'm in the mood for either a chat or a roleplay tonight based around reluctant cheating. The character in my sample doesn't want to cheat - and certainly not in a disgusting restroom, and unprotected at that. But she's doing it. I'd like to explore why, and what she's feeling as she does so. What would lead you to cheat on your husband?

My kinks: cheating, reluctance, dubcon, manipulation, risk, unwanted creampies

Limits: the usual. And please don't contact me with a suggestion of a completely different roleplay that you want to play out!