Patsy Ponce - The Open Affair

“Just trust me.” She crooned to him.

His manhood grew more, even though he didn’t want it to. But this was exciting in all the wrong ways and he hoped the crowd would watch him pleasuring Lindsay more than she’d ever expected. The men would suffer jealousy and the women would want him. Some of them already looked with eager eyes at his hardened cock; their insidious gazes both aroused and terrified him.

After leading all the people behind a velvet rope, Lindsay climbed onto the bar and stood over Thane, artfully casting off her jeans and revealing a black thong.

She kissed down his neck. “I’m so wet for you,” she whispered; those words were for him alone—the co-performer in this erotic show.

Then she spun and angled herself with her panties just over his face. He tried the bonds again, but it was futile; he couldn’t get away no matter how much he tried.

She leaned down, discovering his stomach muscles and every bit of his toned skin, then sloped so her face hovered inches from his bulging jeans.

Regardless of the crowd’s eyes, Thane’s mouth fell agape as Lindsay leaned forward farther and instead of seeing the coveted space between her legs, he studied every bit of Lindsay in a mirror above them. She gradually unzipped his jeans, putting on quite a show before tugging the fabric down with such desire that Thane throbbed insatiably. There was something about seeing her above him, knowing what the crowd watched as well…the thought invigorated him with an intensity that coursed through every inch of his skin.

She kissed the tip of him, her mouth discovering his head and teasing his girth before licking down his long shaft. He tried to thrust up, but she’d restrained him too well.

The crowd reveled in the moment with her, watching hungrily as Lindsay took him fully in her mouth, pushing him to the very back of her throat. She vigorously sucked the shaft the whole way down, then used her hands to stroke the warm skin to the side of his cock and then down, toward his taint where she applied pressure that increased with every descent past her warm lips.

She was so wet then, just from the thought of giving him a blowjob in front of all those people and knowing he wanted to get up but couldn’t.

He looked in the mirror above him and saw her hourglass shape pressed into him, warm and soft, making him moan involuntarily from the sight and the pressure of her lips moving across every part of his manhood over and over.

After a moment, Thane realized that Lindsay’s panties were moist with an ever-increasing desire a short distance from his mouth. He wished he could touch her ass and pull her wetness down toward him. He imagined shoving his tongue deep inside. But instead, he couldn’t move and was forced to watch as she became so incredibly wet while her panties roved closer to his lips and then farther away.

As her thinly veiled pussy descended close to his lips, he could almost taste the sweetness between her legs. He wanted her so bad that despite the restraints, he thrust his cock so hard into her mouth that the straps couldn’t hold him anymore.

She pushed herself against him, grinding in need, moaning as he bit at her panties and pushed them to the side with his face. She kept stroking his foreskin and taint until the pressure built to an unstoppable force. As he pulsed into her, Lindsay shook, even more wet with desire as he let his body explode with need.

Afterward, pushing hard and wrapping her lips all around his base, she began sucking, sliding up his fully erect member. Lindsay completely took the cum in her mouth, turned back to Thane and swallowed seductively.

“You get to dominate me next time?” She asked so sweetly he could hardly believe what she’d just done—in front of all those hungry spectators.

SIX

Lindsay woke the next morning to a text from Deb. Over a year before, Deb had worked for Lindsay, managing the printing department. During that time, the two had become friends. But as the check business slowed down, Deb worried about the stability of her position at Boehme and quickly found a marketing job, working for a start-up computer company. “We need to go to lunch,” the text read.

“When?” Lindsay texted back immediately. Deb was unlike anybody Lindsay had ever met, sassy and honest—and extremely eccentric.

When the two ended up meeting that day at a diner, Deb wore a long flowing shawl that was so bright, everyone in the restaurant momentarily stared. She also had daisy-themed fake nails and false eyelashes that practically entered the restaurant a foot before she did.

“You look gorgeous,” Lindsay said, and hugged her older friend. “I love those earrings!” They were dangling dreamcatchers.

The two caught up for nearly twenty minutes before ordering. They both talked about work, life, the past and the weather. Lindsay tried to hold back, but before long, told Deb everything about her recent mistakes. “I kissed Thane.”

“Lindsay! What were you thinking?”

“I don’t know. I put myself in a stupid situation and then it all happened so fast.” Lindsay looked down at her coffee and frowned. “The terrible thing is that sometimes I feel like there’s something missing with Logan. Then I start thinking about Thane. And all of this makes me a terrible person. I’m the worst person on earth!”

Deb paused. “I worked with Thane for nine years, and over that time a lot of women have come and gone. One sales representative threw herself at him—and a lot of girls liked him. He is a good-looking guy. A married girl at the office even slept with him…I just heard about that anyway.”

“Kenzie?”

Deb nodded.

“Why are you telling me this?”

“I like Thane as a person,” Deb went on to say, “but there’s something dark about him. I told myself that if anyone I really cared about at the office dated him, I would talk with them.”

“What’s…dark about him? What do you mean?”

“When he got divorced, I’m not sure what happened, but I wondered if there was abuse involved. And there were times when it was late and he almost had another side come out. I think I saw it because I’m not especially young anymore and he didn’t care if he impressed me. He was a different person when we worked alone together at night.”

“Deb, I’ve spent so much time at the office with him. I can’t imagine him being like that.”

“That’s how some people are sometimes, Linds!” Deb sighed. “But, listen to your instincts. You’ll do the right thing when the time comes. Girl, I have to say it though—you’re good with Logan. I know you’ve been together for years and things seem boring sometimes. But you’re meant for each other—even I can see that. Go talk to a counselor.”

“I need to, mainly because I can’t take the guilt. I feel terrible for the kiss, but I feel worse about my thoughts and dreams. And some of the things Logan said—he accused me of sleeping with half the town!” Lindsay could have started crying right there in the middle of the restaurant. “I kissed someone else and I’m in a committed relationship. I…am a cheater.”

Deb, who was nearly twenty years older than Lindsay, set down her fork and looked around to see if anyone was listening. Luckily, everyone seemed to have forgotten her outfit and were so engaged in other conversations that they didn’t notice Lindsay’s hysterics.

“I’m going to tell you something that I never want you to repeat to anyone.”

Lindsay nodded, dried her eyes and leaned in.

“When I was in my mid-thirties, close to your age actually, I worked at a lawyer’s office. There were nine lawyers there. I managed their paperwork, accounts, bills, schedules…. I’m still not sure how it happened, but I fell in love with one of them and started meeting him in hotel rooms. We met so many times. In the moment, it was amazing, but in the long run, the decision ruined my life. I got divorced over it and had to raise my kids alone. And what’s worse is that I’ve held the guilt with me for years. It didn’t even go away when my ex-husband died. I felt terrible for the longest time.”