Hello, looking for input on my first attempt at writing. Here are the first and half of the second chapters, thankyou.

Chapter 1

“Are you ready yet? Woman!” My husband of ten years shouted from the bottom of the stairs. “Yes just coming now” I replied. Today I am joining my husband for a dinner with his business partners at a fancy Italian restaurant in the city, something to do with a big deal they have just managed to pull off. He mainly wants me to join him as ‘arm candy’ not because he really wants me there, I just look good. I look into the mirror to adjust my dress so my cleavage is just right in the long black evening dress I have chosen, even after two children this body still does look fabulous I think to myself. I reach for my clutch bag then turn to head downstairs to mr.impatient.

“About damn time. We’re going to be late if you take any longer, at least you look good. Now let’s get into the taxi, I don’t want to be the last one there.” He says as I reach the bottom of the staircase. “Ok” I curtly reply. I really did not want to go tonight, I’ll definitely enjoy the food but I know apart from that I’ll just be there, more like a his accessory, his statement item, rather than the loving wife to the loving husband.

I step out the front door and feel the cool October evening breeze, clutch my arms together and wish I had bought my shoulder throw with me. I turn and watch as Jimmy walks out, I see the extra pounds he has gained over the last few years, I see not the man I married but a stranger these days. This is the first time we have gone out together for over a year now, though even last time I was the accessory for a function that his company had thrown. He was straight past me and gets in the passenger seat of the taxi, leaving me to sit on my own in the back.

The journey for me was silent, Jimmy made small talk with the taxi driver about the weather and economy. I just watched the passing trees turn into passing buildings as we made our way into the city. I opened my phone sent a quick text to the baby sitter to ask if Timmy and Sally had settled after I had left. I knew Jimmy leaving the house wouldn’t have unsettled them as he is never there anyway. Then I looked back out the window and continued to watch the buildings get taller the further into the centre of the city we got.

The rest of the journey was much the same, we pulled up to the restaurant, wonderful as it was my mood was still sullen as I was resigned to spend the evening ‘quiet and looking pretty’. As I had guessed, I sat as he and his two other partners, Tim and John, started to celebrate this deal. I supped on my wine after the main course staring off into space imagining a life with even a spark of romance left. For over three years I haven’t felt the intimate touch of a man, our marriage was basically dead, me trapped, destined to be a trophy for him to show for the years to come. I fantasised about leaving but the prenup was stone and I would be penniless after giving up my career to help him many years ago now.

I watched the classical guitar play pluck his background music as I wallowed in my own self pity. Noticed his defined jawline, his hair swept back to perfection, his muscular chest just showing through the v of the top of his shirt. Now I could help but day dream about him taking me away from this, and taking me. I imagined his lips softly touching my arm as he kissed from my wrist to my neck, felling his warm breath on my neck, as he lowered my shoulder straps to get to my breasts. Oh my, to feel him take them into his hands and to take my nipple into his mouth. The imagined feeling of being wanted.

The waiter coming to ask if I would like a top up of wine brought me back to reality. The three were still talking about their achievement. “Yes please” I said knowing I’ll need more to get through the rest of this evening. As he poured it he put a piece of paper into my hand, I looked to see if Jimmy had noticed but obviously he was too busy as usual to pay attention to me at all. I unfolded it and read

“I feel I can see a beautiful woman in need of some real connection, if I am right, meet me outside in the front for a talk” Signed: Eduardo the guitar guy

I couldn’t believe it, how on earth a man would try this on a woman clearly married with her husband. I also felt a bubble of desire float up inside me. “I’m just going to go powder my nose” I said as I got up from the table, Jimmy just looked and nodded then went back to his conversation. He didn’t even notice me walk in the opposite direction, to the front door rather than the back where the toilets actually are. I couldn’t believe I did it, I got up to do this, I haven’t felt this anticipation since I was a teenager. What am I doing?

I stepped outside the door and there he was, standing to the side of the building looking just as incredible as he did as he sat playing the ambient music inside, actually in the low light of the evening you could easily mistake him for a chiselled Demi god. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help but see how sad you looked inside there, it hurts to see such beauty looking so sullen. Eduardo, nice to meet you” “Sandra” is all I replied, too, well out of my comfort zone to even know how to proceed, my rational brain telling me to go back inside yet my body telling me to see where this could go. He held up a bottle of the wine I was drinking inside “I got this as I finished my set, could you help me drink it? I know a beautiful place not far from here, though it still doesn’t do you justice my dear” Terror struck me as I was faced with this decision, an obvious decision, I should go back inside and sit where I belong. “Lead the way” what? Why on earth did I say that? What am I doing? He took my hand, the warmth it radiated spread up my arm and it felt exhilarating, the fear I was feeling added to this excitement that was building, as silly as it sounds I felt more alive as a woman than I have done in years. The thoughts of my husband sat there with his partners were still in my mind, that I should be there but then the feeling of being wanted was greater and here, right now.

The place he was taking me to was very near indeed, just one block away. It was an apartment building, his I assumed. He took me into an elevator, hit the button for the roof, there was fourteen floors I could see from the other buttons, then the doors shut, leaving me alone with him again. Though it was still silent as the elevator travelled up, butterflies flying around in my tummy, like I was on a first date in high school again. The doors opened, I was speechless, it was a beautiful roof garden, potted flowers and flower beds all around with a chequered blanket in the middle. “I like to come here after my shifts and write my music, alone with a clear view of the stars in the nights sky. Thank you for letting me try and relieve the sorrow I saw in your eyes whilst I was playing earlier.” “Thank you for bringing me, though I really shouldn’t have come” “It’s ok, you can leave at any point you wish, though I ask you at least have one glass with me before you do, you don’t even have to talk, just let this garden bring you some peace” I didn’t reply, I stood for a second before I made my way to the blanket, lowered my self down and sat realising an evening dress isn’t the best attire for this sort of sitting.

He poured me a pretty large glass then he proceeded to sit himself down and start playing his guitar again, classical music but yet it was beautiful, I felt I could get lost sitting here listening to his playing, watching his finger move deftly around the instrument.

I sat for a while like this, checked my phone, one text saying kids are ok and nothing else, I doubt Jimmy even noticed I was gone still. Picked my glass back up and noticed it was empty so held it up hoping for another, he quickly obliged and poured. He then laid his guitar down sat behind me “may i?” He asked as he started to rub my shoulders, I let out an approving breath, as the warmth of his hands softly massaged me. He then moved my shoulder straps to the side, then paused, kind of a question of consent maybe, I ignored it and staid still, praying the hands would return to their previous position on me, then they did. Though now he could touch more, make the shivery feeling spread further around my back, almost like injecting his heat into me, I knew how wrong it was to do this yet I felt like I needed it. Then I felt the hot air of breath tentatively move closer to the top of my back, feel him kiss the nape of my neck. I tilted my head to the left, an invitation to move his lip service to the side, I could feel a fire of passion starting to build inside me, a feeling I thought lost. He kissed this way for a time before he started to lay me down, of which my body agreed as I slowly went down on my back, his hand guiding me. Then he was kneeling to my side, leaning in, I instinctively opened my mouth to guide him there, my mind went almost blank, it was just me and Eduardo in this universe right now. We kissed passionately, his hand found my breast and caressed it as our tongues met. This fire inside just getting greater. I felt my womanhood respond and prepare for what’s inevitably coming, happy it still knew how.

His hand moved down from my breast, finding the hem of my dress, then moving up. I could feel his radiant warmth travel up my leg to my thighs. Touching me in places I’ve craved for so long. Our lips then separated, he moved on his knees to my feet, lifted one and started kissing my ankle, working his way up. I couldn’t see him, just his silhouette through my dress. His lips reached the top of my inner thigh, I ached for him to get to the place I needed, then he did. He kissed my clitorous through my Black lace thong, it felt like I would explode into orgasm straight away, it had been so long since I felt any touch there.

He deftly pulled my thong to the side, revealing my intake place. First I felt his warm breath against my waiting vagina, then his hot, wet tongue start to lap between my folds, parting them. It’s as if I could feel his hunger for me as kept lapping at my most sensitive parts, a pressure starting to build inside me. My body reacting on its own, hips started gyrating, hand tightly gripping at the blanket as the pressure kept growing.

I moaned loudly as the pressure became to much and burst into the most explosive orgasm I have felt for years. My toys couldn’t even come close to this. The waves of ecstasy constantly rushing through me. He came up from under my dress, I looked at him in his deep brown eyes, “please let me feel you inside me” it was meant to be a request but came out of my mouth more like a beg. Promptly he shuffled on his knees forward, pushing up my dress as he did so. He undid his belt, unzipped his fly, undone his button then fished out his perfect member, thick and large, though not too big thankfully. He pulled my underwear back to the side and kind himself up to my desperately wanting hole, the heat from this hard penis putting pressure against my needing vagina immediately started the pressure inside me building again.

He slipped straight inside me, my body making me wet from all his attentions so far, his penis perfectly hitting my sensitive areas, my g-spot being stroked with every thrust. I opened my mouth to gasp, he took it as the invitation to fill it back with his expert tongue, I obliged, tasting just the hint of myself. He kissed me passionately, then moved back to kissing my neck, still thrusting inside me, smooth, gentle and perfect. I rolled my head back and looked into the stars as a second powerful orgasm hit, catching me off guard. I could feel the electricity flowing through every nerve, pleasure overwhelmed me.

As it started to subside, I felt him start to spasm inside me. His hot seed filling me, my eyes flew open as a third and final wave of pleasure took over my body again.

He stroked my hair then kissed me one final time as he pulled out and redressed himself. As I lay there, feeling his cum leak out of me into my knickers, feeling the sticky heat, he walked to the edge of the building. “I shall see you again, you are too beautiful to leave it at one encounter my dear” he said with a beautiful smile that brought the butterflies back to my stomach. I must have blinked, as before I could reply he was gone, vanished. I walked, slowly as my were legs weak, to the edge myself and looked down, scared he jumped.

Nothing, just the odd person walking along the street. Chapter 2

Two weeks had passed since that magical evening on the apartment building rooftop. The rest of that evening I made my way back to the restaurant and Jimmy hardly even noticed my absence, even though I was gone for forty five minutes. He just asked me what took so long, I told him I went for some air after I finished in the ladies room and that was that. Though the next day I made sure to go get the morning after pill, my sexless marriage means there is no point for contraception normally.

As for Eduardo, I know nothing. I just had the best sex of my life with a man that disappeared as fast fast as he appeared. Though I do still think of that night every day. Every time I close my eyes my mind starts putting me back there, I can see him and feel him, heck I can even smell him. Once the kids are all in bed asleep I often go into my room, pull my wand out from the bedside and masterbate to that vivid memory.

Today I’m going to go shopping for Halloween supplies, with that coming around the corner. Dressed in my autumn boots, blue jeans and a casual, white knitted jumper that ended at my knees, I head to the front door leaving my two terrors with the sitter. It’s rare I go out by myself, so I make sure I jump at any opportunity that I have.

Stepping out the front door, into the brisk October day, the sun is shining but denying us its heat, I get into our family car that’s sat on our driveway and make my way for the local shopping mall in the city.

The mall is fairly busy, filled with all the stay at home mums doing their weekly shops and some young adults hanging around the food courts. I’ve gotten most of the sweets I require for all the trick or treaters, two shopping bags full in either hand. That’s when I see him again, his perfect self walking towards me. “Good afternoon my beauty, may I help with those?” He asks as he takes the bags from me. Dressed in boots, jeans and a white t-shirt, tight enough so I can see all his defined muscles looking like they want to just burst out.

He accompanies me to my car, carrying my bags. We made some small talk though I found it hard to keep up a conversation as my mind just kept flashing to him in that rooftop, making me all flustered. “I know a place nearby that we can have a coffee together” he says as an invitation. “Yes, that sounds good” I reactively reply without even thinking. We arrive at a local independent coffee shop, I nice cosy place with coffee available from all over the world. We sit together in a little booth, me with an americano, he with his black no sugar. “What happened to you the other night? You just vanished.” “Sorry, I had to be somewhere. Though I achieved my goal and made you happy did I not?” “Yes, but, it would have been nice to get to know the man I just cheated on my husband with” “Wouldn’t that kill the mystery and the fun if it?” This time he gives me a smile that weakens me and makes me just want to lay on this table for him, this feeling makes it so can’t even reply. “Why don’t we head over to my place, let you learn about me intimately?” He asks again with one eyebrow raised. “Please” I reply, again not even giving myself time to think of my response.

The journey there is relatively quiet, I don’t really try to talk, I just followed his directions. It was about a twenty minute drive, just outside the city, the other side from where I live. I pull up to a set of big iron gates, with what seems to be a large manor at the end of long drive. He gracefully exits my car and presses a button on the intercom to the side of the gate, I can’t hear what he says but then quickly hops back in as the gates start opening inward, allowing us passage.

I pull up to the front, four large columns holding up this large portico, then two large doors leading into what I can assume will be a large entry way. “You really live here?” I ask in shock. “Yes, its a home passed down through generations.” “Then why is someone with this amount of wealth playing ambient music in a restaurant?” “Because I knew you would be there, I thought it a good way to meet you. Now shall we go in?” Again that smile appeared that made me defenceless, I couldn’t do anything but follow his lead into this house.

As I imagined, we walked into a entrance with a grand staircase in front of us, walls adorned with all sorts of artworks. I turned to look at Eduardo, a man dressed as common as could be, looking very out of place now. My mind screamed that this isn’t right, something is very off here. He took my hand, that now familiar warmth from me memories spread up my arm as he started leading my down a hallway to the right, silent all the way until we came to the door he wanted.

Inside this room was a white tiled floor, ornate walls, with a couch in the centre, facing the most beautiful fire place I have ever seen. “This room, this house is incre…” I started as he interrupted me with his hand reaching then caressing my cheek. “Let’s do less talking shall we?” Then it was like a sudden fire filled me inside. This amazing amount of passion filled every inch of me, in that moment I needed him, there and then. I threw my self at his lips, aching to feel his tongue with mine again. Reached down with my hands to undo his jeans, I felt his hands start pulling my jumper up. I had undone his button and zip, then put my arms so he could remove my jumper.

I dropped to me knees before he could even start removing my bra, I needed to see, to feel his cock again. I pulled his jeans down, the put my hand into his boxer shorts and fished his large cock out. My hand could only just hold its whole girth. I opened my mouth and devoured him, I can’t explain what had come over me, but after his words, all I can think about is having him inside me again.

I sucked and slurped all over his rock hard cock, loving how it felt and tasted in my mouth, listening to his groans of pleasure, it was like sweet music to my ears.