The Other Woman (Solace x demented-tiger)

[solace]

It was late one night when Caroline Webber came home. Trailing behind her was her carryon suitcase. She had been away visiting her mother who had grown ill. Her father had passed away just last year, the anniversary was in a couple weeks in fact, and her mother was beginning to take it hard. Caroline decided her mother needed a little company and spent a week comforting her and taking care of her, but Caroline was very anxious to get back to her husband. It was somewhat of a miracle that Caroline was away for so long without the "man of the house". She was a trophy wife, married at a young age, and faithful ever since. She was always by her man's side through thick and thin, but she always loved him and would always be with him. Caroline had lucious blone hair which she managed to keep well colored despite the natural faded look that went with age. Her eyes used to be bright blue in her youth, but now they lacked the luster that also gave her a youthful look. Her body, however, never gave up on her. She still had youthful curves around her hips and her breasts did not sag down, although she did gain a couple pounds she would never be able to get rid of naturally.

The lights were off inside the house. He must already be in bed, she thought. No matter, she had arrived a day earlier than what she had originally planned. She wanted to surprise hubby, maybe even relieve him of some of that sexual tension he must surely be harboring. Caroline, herself, was 48 and she still enjoyed the occassional sex provided by her marriage. She thought she did enough to satisfy him when he needed it, he never complained about it. Thoughts of how she would surprise him in his sleep processed in her mind. He would wake at the gentle touch of his cock through his pj's, surprised she would be home, but grateful enough to give in to his awakened desire for her and she would let him. She would gladly lay down for him despite her exhaustion from the plane ride.

Caroline left the suitcase in the hallway, one of the wheels was squeeky and she didn't want to wake him prematurely. She kicked off her heels letting her pantihose covered feet quietly step along the hard wood floors leading up to the bedroom and through all the quietness, she heard something. She didn't know quite what it was, but from a distance it almost sounded like the bed rocking back and forth, a sound she knew well when he was on top of her. The door was open just a crack letting a shed of light pour into the dark hallway. Noises were coming through as well and it became clear there were two people inside the room, one was her husband...the other was another woman.

Surely this couldn't be the case, it had to be a movie, a porno, Caroline would accept, just please not another woman. She leaned forward letting an eye peer through the crack that led into her bedroom and there she saw them. Her husband was definitely in there, she knew those moans all too well, but the other higher pitched moans belonged to a younger woman. They were in their bed...together. He was naked and she had some sort of lingerie on her. Caroline stepped back holding her mouth with her hand, the tears were beginning to rush out already. What should she do? Should she barge in their and interrupt them? Surely that's what any woman in her position would do, but God...why would he do this? Caroline turned away and left the hallway leading to her bedroom, her soft feet silent against the floor. She passed the kitchen counter along the way and there she found his phone. She should have just made a bolt for the front door and left, but she was curious about something. Was this deliberate? Was this all planned?

Her hand reached for the phone and flipped through his texts. She found most of her messages deleted, but at the top of the list was a conversation he had with this other woman. She found dirty texts and many pictures that she sent to him and some he had sent to her. Her breathing was constricted as she tried to control her crying. She managed to get the woman's number from his phone and left in a hurry barely remembering to grab her heels. She drove away with tears running down her eyes and all she could think was How could he? Eventually she would drive right up to hotel and get a room for the night, but she would be unable to sleep, not tonight, not for a while, not after what he did.

 

[nladisha]

Esmeralda couldn't have been happier. Though he was old enough to be her father, Mr. Webber was everything she could ever want in a man - handsome, rugged, strong, mature, and a gentleman. It also helped he had the biggest dick she'd ever seen. It was love at first sight - or lust, rather. All thier dates ended with sex. Sometimes they didn't even wait until they were at her place, but would instead start kissing and fondling each other in the car or a restroom. It was thrilling and exciting. Esmeralda knew Mr. Webber was married, but she wasn't concerned. All that mattered was that she was having the time of her life. Besides, his old lady was none the wiser, he said. Esmeralda pictured a fat old house wife, worn and spent, with scarcely a spark of life and passion left in her. Esmeralda was more than happy to provide those things for her lover.

"You know, I think I like it better this way," Esmeralda said the next morning over the phone, over the phone, when she arrived home from her latest tryst. As usual, she was speaking to her kid brother, who was a senior in high school. "There's no strings attached, and we can walk away at any time. Besides, it's rather adventurous to go sneaking around making illicit love to each other."

"I don't know, Esme," her brother replied. "I know Mom and Dad wouldn't approve, and I personally don't have a good feeling about this."

"Oh, stop being a baby! You've just been too sheltered. Listen: when you come visit this summer, Big Sister's going to show you a great time! I got some girl friends who're dying to meet a hot little stud like you. You'll never look at another high school slut the same way again."

"You flatter me, sis. Do I get to meet Mr. Wonder Man?"

"Hell no! You're my kid brother!"

"Well still, be careful. You're a pretty girl, Esme, and I don't want to see you with claw marks all over your face from a vengeful wife."

"I'll be okay. Promise. I love you."

"Love you too."

"Bye."

Hanging up the phone, Esmeralda stretched, flexing her smooth, streamlined muscles. Her enormous breasts - E-cups - strained against her shirt, in contrast to her flat, strong tummy. With a rapturous sigh, she plopped down on her sofa. She felt tired, and hungry. She considered shuffling to the kitchen to eat something, but was too sluggish. She also probably should at least do some sit-ups, but she was too lethargic to do those either. Instead, she reached up and cupped one of her breasts. She started to massage it, thinking, not about Mr. Webber, but about someone in general, massaging her tit and teasing her sensative nipples.

 

[solace]

Caroline returned in the morning. It took a lot of courage for her to even get out of the bed this morning and even more courage for her to make the drive on the way. Her face was hard and tight from the tears that plastered her face through the night and she had a headache to go along with the tears. All she could think about was why he would even do such a thing. He knew that if he wanted to relieve some sexual tension that he should ask, she would have been more than happy to accommodate. Caroline had never felt so helpless in her entire life. She did everything for him, even some things she felt uneasy about, she was, after all, his trophy wife, the prize at the end of the box.

When Caroline entered her house this morning she found her suitcase right there in the hall where she left it the night before. Hopefully he hadn't seen it. Hopefully, the other wasn't still here. She slowly walked around the house. She was still in her polka dotted dress that came down past her knees and a coat to cover her from the chill outside. She found him up and about in the kitchen and at the sight of her, he went over to her and hugged her. He then tried to kiss her, but the kiss was just a lie. She could never believe that their love was real. He didn't even notice that she had been crying. He probably thought that the age was finally getting to her and that wrinkles and that ever old tired look was getting to her.

Finally Caroline worked up the courage to speak to him. "Did you miss me?" She let the question linger for a moment as he answered with the obvious "yes". She asked him something else, "You must have been so lonely, how did you make due?" He made some excuse and she knew it was a lie, still she pretended to believe him. She couldn't bring herself to confront him, not about this. The next several days went by. Each day she watched him go and always wondered if he worked with the other woman, or if she was a call girl. She tried to push those memories of them in bed out of her mind, but the image of the woman was there. She looked so young, why waste such youth on a mature man?

One day, he left her alone again to go to work. She went about the house to do something anything, and then she noticed his phone sitting there on the counter. She knew she shouldn't look at it, she should forget it and pretend that they were still happily married, but her curiosity got the better of her, she couldn't leave those questions unanswered. She picked up the phone and looked through the texts again. There were a couple new ones, but nothing that suggested they had done anything since she had returned. Caroline took a deep breath, she had to do it, she had to know why. It was clear that her husband took this woman to a specific restaurant. She knew the place, it was attached to a hotel and was rather expensive with lavish rooms and suites. With her husbands phone she sent a text to this Esmeralda that said,

Meet me at our usual place tonight at 8 p.m. There is someone I want you to meet.

There it was done, the text had been sent and another thought occurred to her. She sent another text reading,

Oh, and make sure to wear your best.

Now all that was left was to make the reservations at the restaurant and get a room for the night. She would confront this woman and she would get her answers tonight. Caroline was busy the rest of the day preparing for the encounter. She made sure she would bring her best, curling her hair, wearing that bright red lipstick, a dress that was more of her casual wear but would probably suit the situation. She herself liked to wear the kind of dresses most wives were expected to wear back in the "old days". She told her husband she was going out for a little and didn't bother to elaborate. He wondered where his phone was believing that he had misplaced it at work again, but this time Caroline was the one making the lies. His phone was tucked safely away in her purse and would probably never make it back home. Tonight Caroline would be ready, and at 8 p.m. she was siting at a table waiting for her "date" to arrive.

 

[nladisha]

Esmeralda had just gotten out of class and was on her way to her little job at the drug store when her phone vibrated in her cleavage. It was Mr. Webber. He wanted a discrete meeting. Esmeralda's heart leapt for joy. It was a long, boring few days, and she was eager for a nice diversion. That evening, she dressed her best: tight blue leggings, a purple skirt, a midriff-baring red shirt with a plunging neckline to show off her massive heaving cleavage, and a denim coat. On her feet were a pair of 3" stiletto heels. Esmeralda liked to show off her body for her lover, as she knew doing so drove him wild. That meant more foreplay that started earlier, and the special sight of his pants bulging from his erection. It thrilled her.

Pausing to tie her hair with a bright red ribbon into her signature ponytail, Esmeralda hurried out the door of her apartment. She'd timed her departure just right so she could meet the cab down by the curb. She didn't expect to be driving anywhere any time soon, certainly not when she would soon be whisked away by her lover in a few hours. She was quite a sight, a pale skinned college beauty with piercing blue eyes, bulging breasts, and her dark hair. She swept into the fancy restaurant with her heart fluttering with anticipation. Only one problem: at 8 PM, Mr. Webber was nowhere in sight. Esmeralda hunted around the restaurant for him, and even asked the waiters if they'd seen him. No luck. Perhaps he's running late, she thought to herself.

 

[solace]

Caroline quickly spotted the young woman. It was hard not to, not only was she the only one in the restaurant not in some sort of formal wear, she was clearly the youngest there. She knew it was her, there could be no mistaking it, that image was forever burned into her memory. She brought the waiter over and whispered into his ear a set of instructions. The first was to bring forth a bottle of wine, the next was to grab the wondering woman and tell her Mr. Webber wanted her to sit at this table. She watched man go and soon returned with the bottle and poured a glass for her. Before he left to perform the other task, she stopped him briefly to tell him that if that woman had any doubts to call her by the name Esmeralda. She watched the waiter go to perform this last task. Caroline's heart was racing inside her chest. This was her last chance to bail out and go home to explain to her husband what she had tried to do and also to confront him about his affair. She quickly dismissed the idea. She had to do this, this was the only way she would be able to live with herself. Caroline's eyes stayed on the waiter as he talked to the woman and soon returned back to the table, hopefully to seat this young woman and pour the other glass of wine. Caroline took a sip of her own to ease the nerves, but it did little to push down the butterflies.

 

[nladisha]

Esmeralda was about to text Mr Webber when a waiter approached her. Apparently, Mr. Webber wanted her to sit at a table with a middle aged woman. Esmeralda was a bit curious about this strange arrangement. She didn't remember telling Mr. Webber that she was bi, and she certainly wasn't one to milk anyone for career favors. Was this the beginning of some sort of wierd sex game, or was Mr. Webber trying to set her up with some business contact? Esmeralda approached the table and sat down. She put on her best smile to hide her discomfort.

"Hi," she said cheerfully. "I'm Esmeralda. I didn't know you were a friend of Mr. Webber. It's nice to meet you."

 

[solace]

Caroline was certainly knew to being cheated on and also with confronting the woman who was having an affair with her husband. She didn't know what to do, all the questions she wanted to ask went right out the door. The girl seemed nice and she was beautiful. Certainly she wasn't the one to blame, but if that wasn't it then it had to have been her husband and that she couldn't handle. As much as it pained Caroline to sit there with Esmeralda, she knew she couldn't give up what she came here to do. Instead of moving in with the questions and confronting Esmeralda as Caroline had intended to do, she decided to play along and get the information out that way.

"Hello I'm...Caroline." Stupid she thought to herself. Surely he wouldn't have let her name slip out while they were having sex, but still to use her real name was a dangerous thing. "I have been friends with Mr. Webber for some years. We used to be lovers, him and I. He recently told me of this new affair he was having with a nice young thing and I told him I would love to meet you." Caroline hoped the words weren't forced or sounded made up, even if they were. This was Caroline's first attempt at creating a lie deliberately. The story she created was made up on the spot and she decided to go along with it. "I hope you don't mind this unusual circumstance, but we decided to have one last fling, for old times sake and we wanted to include you into the mix. It is every man's fantasy to bed with two women after all."

Caroline felt disgusted with herself at the lies she forced herself to tell and how easily they spilled from her mouth once she got started. She took a rather large sip of her wine to wash away that vile that sprouted from her mouth in the form of words, but after her sip it would only continue. "He's up in the suite right now. He wanted us to meet each other first before joining him." Caroline took a swallow, letting the saliva in her throat flow down at her nervousness before continuing. "We've gone through introductions, so tell me...how did you and Mr. Webber meet?" There it was, the first question, the question she really wanted to know above all else, who was to really blame, who started it all?

 

[nladisha]

"Oh," blushed Esmeralda. So this was a three-some. Lucky for Mr. Webber, she did like other women as well. Esmeralda looked this woman over ((your cue to describe Caroline's appearance and body shape)). She looked pretty enough. Esmeralda wouldn't mind making love to her too. Still, it was always a bit embarassing to admit to another man she was bi. Even her dear baby brother didn't know she was bi, and she told him things she'd never dared tell another living soul. She almost didn't hear Caroline's first question.

"Well... how did we meet..." It had started at a cafe by the park. Esmeralda always liked to go jogging past there on her way to and from her apartment. The cafe was a favorite haunt of Mr Webber's before his work. One day, as she stopped to stretch, Mr. Webber approached her and struck up a conversation with her. Those conversations became regular, and soon she made a point of stopping by his table just to chat. At first, they just made small talk. Thier conversations grew longer. Then she began unloading her problems with school, work, and relationships, simply because she had an unbiased, neutral audiance (even her kid brother had to throw in his 2 cents if she wasn't careful). Soon, Mr. Webber opened up about his anxieties at home and at work. Eventually, as they became more familiar, he began to comment on her body. She was flattered. She scooted her chair closer to his. Eventually, Mr Webber began resting his hands on hers. She rubbed her leg against his. Finally, they had to start changing times and venues, as she didn't even bother going jogging until he left for work, which was becoming more and more hairy as they got more and more carried away with thier conversations. "After that, things started to get more physical," she concluded.

 

[solace]

Caroline took a sip of her glass of wine, now half emptied, or half full, however you want to view it. She noticed Esmeralda looking her over. What was there to see, Caroline never really thought she was beautiful, she always looked to her husband to make her feel pretty, but there she sat, in her dark blue dress that ran just to her knees. Her hair was curled about her shoulders giving her blonde hair the shine it needed for tonight and to top it off, bright red lipstick. Her breasts of course were tucked into her dress, she didn't want to show any cleavage out of careless modesty, but her bra did push them together to give them a bigger look. Even upon her initial comparison, Caroline felt a little disappointed that she wasn't bigger, that her husband would go for someone 'bigger'. Caroline didn't wear her wedding ring, it was tucked away in her purse among other things, but she did wear a pearl necklace passed down to her from her mother to give her courage to help her through this night.

Caroline set the glass down and listened to Esmeralda's story. She was genuinely interested in it in its entirety, although she wished she weren't. Her husband made the first move, but Esmeralda was more to blame for the advances, with a body like hers. Still Caroline sat there and listened like the good housewife was supposed to. Finally once the story was done Caroline dared to ask another question, an equally important question. "Tell me about it...the first time you and Mr. Webber had sex. How did you get by without Mrs. Webber finding out?" Caroline needed to learn, she needed to find out how to prevent it from happening again in the future. If Esmeralda truly was the first, then she wouldn't be the last unless she did something about it. She had to prevent her husband from cheating on her again and most of all, she needed to teach Esmeralda to stop this dangerous game before she ruined other people's lives.

 

[nladisha]

Once again Esmeralda blushed. The first time she and Mr. Webber had sex was actually rather spontaneous. It just sort of - happened.

Even during thier cafe meetings, things had been getting a bit physical. As Mr. Webber commented on her body, Esmeralda had teased him by tapping her taut tummy and occasionally patting her breasts. When she noticed his erections, she commented on it. Even, as their encounters became more intimate - dinners, meetings after her classes and his work, walks in the park - the teasing continued. She let him pat her stomach, and she brushed the bulge in his pants. Then they started exchanging hugs and kisses - first on the cheek, then the lips.

It was at this very restaurant where they first made love. As they prepared to part ways, they kissed. She threw her arms around him and ground her belly and breasts against his chest. He clamped her breast in his hand and started massaging it, and kneed her in the crotch. She noticed the bulge in his pants and reached down to touch it. When they realized what they were doing it, he lead her to his car, moved it to a quiet spot, and they continued where they left off. "And I hadn't even had a full glass of wine," Esmeralda concluded.

 

[solace]

Caroline squeezed her hand around the glass of wine that was hers. She realized the tension and took a sip to relieve her anger, but it did little to do just that. She smiled reminding herself that this needed to be believable. "Wow, sounds like quite a story. I can only imagine what you'll do with a full glass," she said motioning to the glass of wine on Esmeralda's side of the table. "Don't mind me saying, but I think I might be spending a little less time with Mr. Webber in the bed than I would with you." Of course, half of it was a lie, while the other half was somewhat truthful. As far as she was concerned, she would not be able to have sex with her husband for a while if ever, the thought of whether she was just as good as Esmeralda or any other woman he might have taken would always play its bitter song in her mind.

Caroline took one last swig of wine draining her glass. The red stain on the tip of the glass was much noticeable from the lipstick on her lips. "Well, I suppose we shouldn't keep Mr. Webber waiting." Caroline stood up gathering her purse and leaving much more than what was owed for the glass of wine. To hell with it, it was her husband's money anyways. "Our room awaits." Caroline led Esmeralda to an elevator outside of the restaurant and in the hotel lobby that would take them to the floor where their suite awaited. She questioned whether or not she could really pull this off, she was not the kind to do cruel things to other people, but Esmeralda needed to learn this lesson the hard way.

As the elevator was moving up, Caroline dug something out of her purse. It was a tie, her husband's favorite in fact. "Before we go in, Mr. Webber wanted me to make sure you were blindfolded. It will make things interesting for you, not truly knowing who is doing what to you. I'm sure you'll love it." Caroline moved behind Esmeralda before the woman had even given her consent to do so and tied the tie tight around the woman's eyes. The elevator doors opened and no one was there thank goodness. She led Esmeralda down the hall where the door to the suite was. Within seconds they were inside, but Caroline kept the woman right there in front of the closed door. Caroline tried to speak, but her nerves began to show in her frightened voice. "B...before we begin...would you mind taking off your clothes...slowly for Mr. Webber." Of course, her husband was nowhere near and it was just the two of them in this suite together. Now Caroline would be able to take her revenge on Esmeralda and send a clear message to stay away. She took out a pair of handcuffs from her purse, the last item she needed and one she specifically bought for this moment.

 

[nladisha]

Something was clearly wrong. From the moment Caroline removed the tie from her purse, Esmeralda knew something was up. Mr. Webber was never one for kinky sex games involving blindfolds. She was about to protest, but the blindfold was over her eyes too fast.

"Hey! What's going on?"

Being lead around blind made it hard for her to reach up and rip the blindfold from her eyes. When she finally reached the room, she reached up to tear the blindfold away. Taking off her clothes slowly was not something she and her lover did anyway - especially when she was dressed in a pull-over instead of a button-down.

"What on earth is going on here? Mr. Webber would never blindfold me or ask me to take off my clothes slowly."

 

[solace]

Caroline's heart began to race, she swore she could hear it ringing in her ears. The jig was up, she was found out. It was clear that her husband was nowhere to be found. In her panic, she dropped the pair of handcuffs back into her purse and dropped the purse on the floor. Her mind frantically worked to come up with an excuse, but what could she possibly say, that she was going to rough her up and tell her to stay away from her husband? or that she needed to stop messing with married couples before something bad happened to her? No, Caroline was the helpless one, not Esmeralda. Esmeralda had her husband, a firm grasp on him, and she was unlikely to let go anytime soon.

Finally, in her panic, Caroline said the first thing that came into her mouth half of it was the truth the other half, certainly not so, "I am Mr. Webber's wife. I found out about the affair through his phone, but as I was searching through the texts I discovered that I wanted you." Even hearing the words spoken from her own mouth caused Caroline to blush along her white skin. "He doesn't know that I know and he doesn't know...about this. I want to have an affair too." Another lie was told, but her words would be lost without action to prove it. She stepped forward pushing herself against Esmeralda. She was nervous, but there was no time for that now. She leaned in with her red lips leading the way and met with Esmeralda's. Cautiously,shyly, and with eyes clenched tight, Caroline sent forth her tongue to graze along Esmeralda's lips. She didn't know how long she should hold the kiss or if there were any 'rules' to same sex kissing. This was her first time kissing a woman, she had never thought about it for she always thought she belonged to her husband, but after what she had been through, she found this kiss was stirring something deep inside ever so slightly, not enough to cause a spark big enough to set off a fire. Caroline pulled her lips away and opened her eyes. A red stain was left on Esmeralda's lips where her lips pressed and she realized that her hands were pressed against the woman's hips.

 

[nladisha]

Esmeralda's heart almost stopped when she realized Caroline was none other than the frumpy housewife Mr Webber had constantly complained about. She almost thought Mrs. Webber had come to tell her to back off. Caroline's proposition took Esmeralda completely by surprise. For the duration of the kiss, she just stood there, stiff and rigid, while the older woman ran her tongue across Esmeralda's lips. When the woman finally finished, Esmeralda remained standing there in dumbfounded confusion. Her heart was racing in her chest. She gazed at Caroline, noting how she still had her curves, full breasts, and just enough fat to look warm and cuddly. The woman's hands were pressed against her hips, and Esmeralda gently reached down to touch Caroline's arms, as though to gauge thier strength.

"You want to have an affair with me?" she asked. No one had been this forward with her - not even her peers when they spewed off clever-sounding innuendos that were so obvious, they were cheesy. If this were a guy, Esmeralda would have laughed and refused, offering a one-night-stand as a consolation, if he was insistant on having at her. But there was something about having this request come from a woman - especially when it was delivered with such shyness and tenderness - that made Esmeralda want to search for confirmation, and let this woman hold her, even it was by the waist.

 

[solace]

Caroline stood there with her hands against the other woman's waist. She didn't know what to do, this was her first encounter, if she could call it that. She barely got by with just the kiss, she had no idea what to do during love making. She had only ever been with her husband and he sort of just took her for a spin. His pleasure was her pleasure, simple as that. Perhaps that's what Esmeralda was used to as well, she had slept with him on more than multiple occassions. Oh God, now I'm going to pretend to be my husband, she thought, but it was the only way.

Caroline didn't know why she pressed on in such a manner, perhaps she secretly wanted to know how she compared to this younger woman or perhaps she really wanted to see what an affair was like. There were so many possibilities as to why Caroline went ahead to seduce Esmeralda. Her hands were still on Esmeralda's hips and she used them to push the woman back against the door holding her there as she stepped up to deliver another kiss. She remembered the times her husband did the same when he was really desperate for such attention, was she just the after thought, was she simply second choice when his urges came around?

Caroline's hands slid over to find Esmeralda's hands. She clenched them tightly and forced them against the door keeping the woman there. Her kiss turned into kisses as she planted lipstick around the woman's cheeks and along the side of her neck. Her body was pressing against Esmeralda's even though her breasts were no match for the busty other. Caroline tried to remember what her husband would do next. He was always slippery when it came to foreplay and would always maneuver somewhere along her body before she even knew it. She kept one of her hands against one of Esmeralda's handa went sliding up to the woman's breasts with the other. Surely they would still be sensitive despite their size. She tried to push further against Esmeralda only to bang her knee against the door between the other's legs. She could feel the softness of the woman agains ther leg and she used the leg to grind up against Esmeralda's sensitive spot.

 

[nladisha]

Esmeralda was surprised by Caroline's strength as the older woman pinned her to the door. Her heart raced. It thrilled her. She gasped with pleasure as Caroline reached up and touched her breast. It had always been sensative - at least since her breasts had started to develop - and the sensation of Caroline's delicate hand sent chills radiating through her chest. She shuddered again when Caroline kneed her in the vagina. She squeezed her legs together, encouraging Caroline to keep her knee there and pleasure her. With her free hand, she reached over and hooked her arm around Caroline's back and attempted to pull her in close to her in a one-armed embrace.

 

[solace]

For a moment, Caroline struggled to read the signs the other woman was giving her. She was clearly doing something right by Esmeralda's action. The first was her knee. She could feel the other woman squeezing it with her legs, was she trying to push her away, or was she trying to keep her there? The arm that went around her back was another clear indication that the other woman was trying to keep her there, but Caroline did more than that. She knew how sensitive that region was with just the right touch, she could only guess that the other wanted her to grind her knee against that area.

Caroline was working now, not keep her knee moving, to keep her kisses going, to turn the other woman on even more. It seemed that she had Esmeralda right where she wanted her, with her guard down. Caroline let go of Esmeralda's other hand to push away the arm wrapped across her back. She took one of Esmeralda's hands, soft to the touch, (another benefit to being so young?) and pulled her along as she walked backwards.

Caroline led her through the suite, with its sophisticated furniture and lead her to where the bed was. Its size would easily hold the two of them with its ocean of silk sheets. On the way there, Caroline attempted to strip the busty woman as best as she could. She wanted this woman to be naked, or as close to naked as she could get her before they got to the bed. She only had one hand to work with, the other keeping a firm grip to lead Esmeralda to the bed. Caroline was the leading the way and it was probably expected that she would be the first to lay across the soft sheets, but instead she pulled the other woman towards her and pushed her on the bed. She hoped the woman would land on her stomach and make things easier for her, but she might as well wish her husband never had an affair.

 

[nladisha]

For a moment, Esmeralda lost herself in the bliss of having her breast and crotch massaged. It ended all too soon. She didn't even have much of a chance to try and return one of Caroline's kisses. Caroline was pushing her away and leading her to the bed. Along the way, Caroline managed to remove one arm from the sleeve of Esmeralda's coat. Then Caroline pushed Esmeralda onto the bed. The movement startled Esmeralda, as she was not expecting to get thrown anywhere. She tried to turn around, landed on her hips, then rolled onto her back. She looked up at Caroline, partially with anticipation for what was to come, and partially with confusion.

 

[solace]

Caroline stood there looking down at the other woman. Should she go down on the bed as well? No, Caroline shook her head. She wasn't here to pleasure this woman and have a real affair. She wanted to tell the woman off, to get her to stay clear of her husband and any other married couple. She climbed down onto the bed, her legs straddling around Esmeralda's stomach as she leaned over and pinned the other woman's arms against the bed.

"You picked the wrong man to fornicate with," Caroline said, her tone clearly a change to show how serious she was. "I love my husband very much and you came in and...and demolished our marriage." Caroline was angry. She was finally able to reveal her emotions, the truth of what she had felt for the past couple days after she found out about the affair. "If you want to fornicate then you will give me what you gave to him." Caroline in all her rage was beginning to shake Esmeralda against the bed.

 

[nladisha]

Esmeralda's eyes widened, and she let out a shriek of surprise and fear. This woman was insane! First she pretends to be the third party in a kinky sex game, then she pleasures her, and finally she turns into a violent, shouting bitch. Couldn't she make up her mind?

"My god! What is wrong with you? Ow! Stop it!" Esmeralda struggled to get away, but Caroline was stronger - much stronger.

 

[solace]

"You wanted to ruin my marriage! I can't let you do this anymore, not to me, not to anyone else!" Tears were starting to form behind Caroline's eyes. This was the first time she let out what she had really been feeling since the discovery. She was so angry, she wanted revenge, she wanted everything this other woman took from her, her husband, the pleasure she would never be able to feel with that man in bed, satisfaction. Esmeralda was struggling beneath her, but in her rage, Caroline was not going to let her escape not without remembering what happened when a wife finds out her husband was having an affar.

An idea came to Caroline's mind. She had pleasured at the mercy of her husband for so many years and he cast her aside for someone new, someone younger. Now it was time for Caroline to do the same. She had heard about other couples performing oral sex. Her husband proposed the idea once and Caroline faithfully tried sucking him, but she was inexperienced and she never got the hang of it. He only ever used her in the missionary position, there was no other position she lay down for him, and he never tried pleasuring her orally. Now she was going to take what was due.

Caroline's legs came up pinning Esmeralda's arms to the bed. Now she could safely let go of the other woman and keep her down against the bed. She reached behind her back to pull the zipper that held her dress tight to her chest down. As she worked to pull the dress over her head she spoke. "Did you enjoy sucking on my husband's penis? Did you enjoy drinking in his seed? You've had a taste of the husband, now it's time to take a taste of the wife." With that, Caroline pulled her dress over her head and tossed it aside. Normally she would be nervous exposing her body for anyone else but her husband, but as far as she was concerned, she didn't have a husband anymore. He didn't own her anymore, she was going to liberate herself.

Caroline's body was white almost pale looking. She was the epitomy of the stay-at-home wife. Her pink silk bra and her pink silk panties that covered up to her hips was the only color along her body except for the tiny mole over her right breast. With one hand she moved aside her panties giving Esmeralda a view at her womanhood. With her other hand, Caroline grabbed the other woman's hair and kept her head there. "Lick it," she demanded, "give me what you gave my husband." Caroline brought her hips down smothering the other woman's face with her slit.

 

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Esmeralda tried to scream and jerk her head away, but Caroline's grip on her ponytail held her head fast. Normally, she'd admire a woman's body. Caroline was much prettier than Mr. Webber gave her credit for. Her breasts were still round and perky, and the extra fat around her tummy only made her look matronly and cuddly. But considering this psycho was plopping her naked pussy down on Esmeralda's face, it was hard to appreciate such beauty.

Although she'd sucked cocks, swallowed, and loved it; never had Esmeralda sucked or licked a woman's vagina. She struggled to pull her face away. She gripped her hands on Caroline's waist and tried to heave her from her face.

 

[solace]

Caroline kept her knees planted on the other woman's shoulders. She would be hard pressed to pull her off her body in the position Caroline was in. Still, Caroline kept a grip on Esmeralda's hair and pulled her head up to her sex. Even if the woman struggled with Caroline and tried to do nothing to her, Caroline still found what she felt shocking and a moan found its way out. It was only the beginning of where such pleasure could go, but it was still something she had never felt before. Her mouth hung open in anticipation for another moan as she began to move her hips along the woman's lips.

Even though Caroline was feeling a little bit of pleasure, she could tell that Esmeralda wasn't doing anything and still struggling. She leaned back placing one hand behind her on the bed but keeping her pussy right against Esmeralda's face. "You want pleasure too? You want me to touch you like my husband did while you were in my bed?" With her other hand, Caroline slid her hand down the other woman's tights, but didn't bother sliding in whatever panties she decided to wear that evening. Her fingers pressed between Esmeralda's legs and began to rub her panties. "Is that enough pleasure for you? Now lick me! I want to feel what other wives are supposed to feel when they have sex!"

 

[nladisha]

Much to Esmeralda's disgust, a moan of pleasure escaped her lips as Caroline reached into her leggings and rubbed the crotch of her panties. It would have been enjoyable if the woman wasn't sitting on her face, with her naked vagina resting on her mouth. She tightened her legs around Caroline's fingers, as if trying to milk every last ounce of pleasure from them as she could.

After a while, she realized Caroline wasn't going anywhere until Esmeralda licked her. It was a disgusting thought, but one that had to be done if Esmeralda had any hope of escape. Closing her eyes, she thrust her tongue up into Caroline's pussy. It tasted ghastly. Esmeralda was going to have to brush her tongue extra hard after this. She whimpered pitiably, on the verge of tears.

 

[solace]

Caroline moaned against at the feeling of the other woman's tongue. "Yes, just like that," she whispered as she pushed Esmeralda's head against her wanting pussy. Never before had Caroline wanted such pleasure than this sweet revenge. There was something about the sensation that made her want more. This certainly wasn't her husband, that was for sure. This was better.

"More...more," she whispered as she began to rub faster along Esmeralda's crotch. Caroline was also moaning, to show how much it actually pleasured her and to show her appreciation, she slid her fingers inside the woman's panties and touched her warm skin directly. Fingers proded at the woman's entrance, every so often a finger would rub against her clit giving more pleasure. By now, Caroline's own sex had become wet from her excitement and pleasure.