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

Michael moved his hand to her head, raising her chin.

"I think I can give you something you would enjoy." His hand moved lower, give her nipple a squeeze. "We shall move somewhere more private..." he paused. "But first, take of your underwear and leave it on the table..."

 

Valerie moans lewdly as the man gropes her, before easing a pair of lacy panties down her legs and dropping them on the nearby table - the scent of her juices on them.

 

Spoiler: random

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Rumours +2

"Something of a souvenir for whoever will find it." Michael smiled as he put his hand around her neck and started moving her deeper into the forest. As they left the place, the duo heard voices behind them - Vallerie was sure they saw the two disappearing into the forest.

After the road disappeared behind them, his hand slipped into her shirt, giving her tit a squeeze.

"So, what is the information?" he asked.

 

"I don't know." She had a strong suspicion that if she just kept a straight face, he might actually be oblivious enough to not even recognize what they were. Taking a tissue from the box on her desk, she began to clean it off, while trying to look just as puzzle as he was, casting her gaze upwards. "Is it a leak in the ceiling? Doesn't look like it's doing it now."

 

Spoiler: Social

social 98 - great success

Sam made her argument casually, almost perfectly.

"Oh, maybe you are right?" Miles looked up. "Maybe I should check on it? Or... I will talk with my brother once he comes to check the ceiling." Her husband said, completely agreeing with Sam's deduction. "Well, maybe it was one time." He shook his head, clearly not in a mood to go for a ladder and check it.

"Anyway, I received an invitation for company's picking tomorrow - are you interested going?" He asked.

 

She gulps, groaning as she feels his rough hand squeezing her. "Tomorrow night... A convoy disguised as, oh, laundry trucks is coming into the city, filled with the same product you sell - my husband's planning, ugh, to sell it at a lower price and force you out of the market..." She looks at him. "I'll give you the time and location... Once you've given me what I want."

 

Tara smiled mischievously at her husband before feigning ignorance. "Oh we haven't been to a movie in a while. Perhaps after we finish here you'd be kind enough to purchase us some tickets while I change into something more... appropriate?"

 

"Oh? ANd what do you want?" The man asked as he slipped his hand into Valerie's shirt, pushing the sides aside, releasing her breast from the material of her clothes. A cool air touched her nipples.

 

"Oh... well... that's... splendid idea!" The man's face fell for a moment, but he quickly recovered. "Of course, what are you interested in?" He asked as he finished his meal.

 

Breathing a sigh of relief, she relaxed at him accepting that explanation. But....a small part of her had some kind of internal disbelief in awe of the fact he was really so clueless that he couldn't even recognize what a woman's orgasm was supposed to look like. Trying to let it go, she heard him suggest something which peeked her interest.

"That sounds like it could be fun." At least in the sense that she didn't really have anything better to do right now. And she still had a week for that entire thing. It would be good to do things together anyway, so he doesn't get too curious about her possible hobbies. She was curious of what kind of reaction it would all create with her newly uploaded content, and while anxious to see the results, she held back on it for now, to hold a normal enough conversation.

 

"How about something romantic?" she said before she flashed him a smile that held a tinge of mischief. "And since there's no kids with us maybe a little... spicy?"

 

"Right.... then... uh~" Miles stood there, not sure how to proceed. "Wanna... you know?" He asked, his face being little red.

Her phone buzzed as a new message arrived.

 

"I-I want you to fuck me...without mercy." The mob wife bites her lip, as she looks at Lee. She doesn't like the man - hell, she doesn't really find him attractive at all. But for all that, like her husband, he's a ruthless scumbag - exactly her type.

 

"Oh?" Erik hummed. "I thought you wanted to go on city to watch a movie?" He asked a little surprised.

 

"Oh, I'm gonna do just that... whether you like it or not..." His hand closed on her throat. "But you are going to give me information now... or you won't like what comes next~" He threatened her, whispering to her ear.

 

Resisting the urge to check on it, she was more surprised that he would even suggest it on his own. She wasn't exactly sexually liberated either, but thinking of it, she figured she might as well. It was possibly she could at least get some enjoyment out of it, maybe. "I still have a lot of files to get through, but I think I can put that on hold for a little bit..." She wasn't exactly much for being flirty herself, but she took a step closer, undoing her blouse a little bit. "To the bedroom then? Or...maybe the bathroom?" She added the last part as more of a suggestion, hoping that he would bite at the chance to at least do something kind of different than usual. "I was thinking maybe we could try.....something a little more...intense than usual. I found these handcuffs on sale that might be..." She let the thought hang, trying to let his head come up with ideas.

 

Tara rolled her eyes and gave her husband an amused look. "I do dear. But that doesn't mean we have to see a romantic-comedy. We could see something a little more... artsy, you know... cultured. Something that isn't as... conservative as a mainstream film."

 

Valerie shudders at the threat, tempted to withhold the information just to see what he'll do, but tells him everything - she's already taking enough risk with her husband.

 

"Oh... you mean together in a bath? It's little small and we will splash everywhere... but it sounds tempting..." Miles nodded his head. At the mention of cuffs he did not look so sure. "I am not sure... isn't it dangerous? What if we loose keys? We would have to wait for my brother, explain the situation... and it would be quite embarrassing if he found me cuffed to the bed - he wouldn't let me live it down..."

 

"Oh, talking in riddles." Erik seemed amused. "Ever thought about starting a career as a politician?" He asked with a small smile. "So... east movie theater?" He suggested.