(Miss-)Adventures of Adulteresses (or risky game of bored cheating wives) RP

Evidence in hand, Tara rushed out of the restroom and returned to her waiting husband. She said nothing to him as she slid into the passenger seat but kept an affectionate smile on her lips.

 

Spoiler: idea

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As she thought about possible sexy situations, her lewd mind was filled with possibilities of scenario.

Maybe she could be molested in crowded train. Or maybe on cruise boat? What about a situation on beach and sex with some nice young woman? Sex in the alley with some stranger. How about paying a taxi driver with sex? Or finding a young student and teaching him about sex - playing a teacher. Maybe taking part in cosplay convention and having a sex there? Or... having a sex with policeman - maybe paying for a speeding with sex? Or underwater sex with random diver!? Or maybe hiring a gigollo?

More and more ideas came to her... so many ideas, possibilities of modifications of scenarios - that she had trouble choosing!

 

Erik started engine, and the car started moving.

"So... home? Or maybe a restaurant?" He asked as he started driving through the city in the night.

 

Valerie spends a great amount of time pondering her options, before a look through some of her husband's ledgers puts a smile on her face - of course! Her husband owns many of the city's underground casinos. Of course, she can't go to one, but the Bianchi's aren't the only ones who can provide that particular vice. Who knows what trouble she could get up to if she went out for a night gambling and played some poker - badly?

Slipping on an elegant dress and taking a significant amount of the cash her husband's given her this month, Valerie calls her husband's pilot, instructing him to prepare their private jet for a trip to Las Vegas. She writes her husband a note saying she's headed to see one of her favorite singers, performing at one of the casinos, and heads for the airport, and the Bianchi hangar.

 

Her 'requests' are quickly fulfilled. Soon, she sits on the jet as it takes of.

Now, she had time to plan how she would go about her outing... or take a nap and then just go with a flaw~

 

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? Smiling to herself, the married woman nods off on the plane.

 

Valerie was woken up by a stewardess.

"Mrs. we will be landing in ten minutes." The woman said as she gently shook Valerie.

As she walked away, this left the MILF with some time to prepare for landing. Now that she thought about it... this place was full of casinos. Should she take a random one? Or should she try a high-end one... maybe one of the more common places?

 

Tara had only half paid attention to her husband's question but at the sound of his voice she straightened up in her seat and cleared her throat. "I'm still rather full from dinner dear, but if you desired more I suppose I could snack on something small."

 

"Thank you - please, call me Valerie." The milf smiles at the stewardess and hands her a generous tip. As she walks away, the blonde forgets about her, thinking instead about her plans. Going to a lower-tier casino is less likely to get her caught, but she refuses the idea. She's got too much of a taste for luxury to go anywhere but the very best places.

 

Her husband looked at her for a moment, then shook his head.

"You know what, that would be a waste - you eat too much, you will get fat - and in all the wrong places..." He playfully glanced at Tara's tits. "Nah, I think we shall go home~" With those words, he drove home, making a small talk on the way. Finally, they arrived and entered the house. "Coffee, tea?" Erik asked as he made his way to kitchen.

 

"Of course, Mrs Valerie." The woman said cheekly.

A taxi driver took Valerie through the city...



Soon, she arrived at one of more prominent and high end casinos. As she entered she had to change some of cash into casino's currency... the question was how much?

 

Slipping her wedding ring into her purse, Valerie converts a few thousand dollars into chips, putting her cover story into action. Since people would likely investigate who she is if she presented herself as a rich woman, the strawberry blonde instead concocts a cover story of being a middle-class divorcee, wallet fat from alimony money and looking for a good time, but no one particularly special. Chips in hand, she heads for the poker tables.

 

For the cash she exchanged, she got 10 000 chips.

Spoiler: random

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As Valerie looked around, she soon found a table - with rather normal looking players. She sat down and joined the game.

Spoiler: game

23+10 intellingence
remaining chips 9 500

The first few games were not to good for her, as she lost them. But it was not that big of a loss. She could continue in this table or search something else...

 

To say that Tara was unimpressed with her husband's comment would be an understatement. She made a point to eat healthy and workout to keep her figure as it helped make her feel good about herself and her age. She took pride in her physical appearance and to have Erik make such a backhanded comment soured her mood. She didn't verbally reply to it, but resolved that he wouldn't be 'getting any' tonight.

The ride home was quiet and her mind filled with images of what she'd seen. Not so much of the movie, but rather of her 'friend' Victoria. The sight of the woman servicing so many men brought back thoughts of her youth and high school graduation party. The mere memory of it elicited a shudder of excitement from the MILF. A part of her yearned for those days and she felt a pang of jealousy towards Victoria.

When her husband asked her if she was interested in tea she shook her head. "No thank you dear. It's been a rather long day and I think I might turn in. There are some things I'd like to get done tomorrow."

With that she turned away from her husband to head up the stairs. As she walked up the flight of steps she made sure to keep her legs parted just enough to tease her husband with a view of her bare sex. She had a little desire to punish him for his remark on their way home.

 

Valerie stifles a yawn - there'll be no excitement, it's clear, from the regular tables. Bowing out, she endeavors to get a seat at the VIP tables, but recognises that she needs an invitation. She could get in by telling the staff her true name, of course, but that would defy the point. She lingers a moment around the entrance to the high roller section, scouting for someone who can give her the 'in' she needs.

 

Spoiler: social

10+10

As she made her way up, to her irritation, she realised that Erik was not even looking at her! He was busy making tea and skipping through the news on his phone.

...

The night passed, and when Tara got up, she realised that her husband was already gone. A new day started, and she could do anything she desired... she could do something with the movie and pics she made of Victoria... or she could drop with a visit to one of other MILFs... or she could think of doing something to present before the MILF gathering - something to win the contest....

 

Spoiler: search

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As she looks around, she finds a couple of people of interest. First, there was a woman, with that 'air' of superiority and sadism about her.

Spoiler: woman

Then there was a man, whom Valerie recognised as a politician who had allegations of sex scandal around him. Nothing that would stick, but not something she wouldn't believe.

Spoiler: politician

Then there was someone, who gave away exactly the same air, as her husband. A dangerous man.

Spoiler: man

 

The latter man's dangerous air intrigues her - but so does the risk involved in a sex scandal with a politician. Valerie bumps into the man, making sure he gets a good feel of her chest as they touch, sending her chips falling to the floor, and bends over in front of him to pick them up. "I'm so sorry!" She says apologetically, as her ass is pressed toward him in her dress.

 

Upon waking, Tara went about her daily morning routine: a light snack and workout, then shower and beauty regimen, before ending with her cooking up breakfast in her robe. Today was different only in that the meal was for one and she was slightly annoyed that both her husband and son were absent. Thoughts about Damian caused a stir of jealousy within her. She set it aside with a huff however and finished her meal.

When she returned to her bedroom she returned her robe to the en-suite bathroom and then stood naked in her walk-in closet. She settled on a knee-length skirt and low-cut blouse that revealed a generous amount of cleavage. She added a cardigan sweater to complete the look before she headed back downstairs. Her thoughts turned to what she'd seen Victoria do in the theater restroom the other night and she wondered what the other ladies were up to.

Donning a pair of black pumps, Tara set out to visit Ella Read.

 

Spoiler: bump

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As she bumped into the politician, she almost lost her balance, but at the last moment, she managed to maintain her balance. Of course, being the gentleman he grabbed her to help her stand.

"Oh, be careful!" He said cheerfully... and managed to grope her ass as he helped her.