Kari Smyth was livid. Her husband Jeffery had done it to her again.
It was not the cheating that pissed her off. After all, she had put up with all of his indiscretions over the years and had recently discovered the satisfaction of having her own adulterous liaisons with a couple of guys her husband worked with. No, it was not the cheating itself, it was the way he went about it.
On numerous occasions in the past he had picked some of the most inopportune times imaginable to indulge in his two-timing dalliances. There was the time he disappeared from her cousin's wedding for almost an hour, coincidentally at the exact time the young lady working the coat-check who had been flirting with him was nowhere to be found. He came back smelling of perfume and she returned to work with her hair a mess and her blouse missing two buttons. Or there were the numerous times he had excused himself from events thrown by his company that they were attending, amazingly just after one of his big breasted young sales reps took their leave from the party.
Kari could deal with her husband's cheating ways; she had long ago accepted it as the price she was forced to pay in exchange for the well-off lifestyle he provided for her. It was the thought of other people finding out; of others whispering about the affairs behind her back. She could not stand the notion of his careless approach to his adultery allowing people to look down on them, to judge their marriage, to pity her.
In her mind, she had at least had the prudence to conduct herself in a fairly cautious manner when she had strayed outside of their marriage. True, her decision to sleep with two men that worked with Jeffery may not have been the most prudent choices, but she had at least ensured some level of discretion by doing so in the privacy of her own home. Regardless of the risks associated with taking either man as a lover, she had done so on both occasions not only for her own physical pleasure, but also for the satisfaction that came with the knowledge that they would forever look at her husband with an air of superiority in their eyes.
Now, her husband had once again picked an incredibly ill-timed occasion to satisfy his adulterous ways. The couple had been out this particular evening with Carl and Nathan, two of Jeffery important clients, entertaining the out-of-town pair with dinner followed by cocktails at an upscale jazz club. Everything had been going quite well throughout the night, until just after the foursome arrived at the club.
Before they had even had a chance to order drinks, the group's idle chit chat was interrupted by the arrival of a buxom young lady named Marina, who worked under Jeffery -- and who Kari was fairly certain had been fucking her husband for quite some time. Watching with a mask of politeness on her face and malice in her stare, Kari pretended not to listen to the little slut's claim of surprise at running into them at that particular club. She smiled graciously as she gritted her teeth at Jeffery's usual lack of discretion. To anyone looking for it, the telltale signs were glaring. The familiar way they looked at each other, the placing of her hand on his shoulder as they spoke and the stolen glances when they thought no one else was watching.
It was only a couple of minutes later when Jeffery's cell rang and he had, in Kari's opinion, one of the worst fake phone conversations in the history of fake phone conversations. After quite emphatically acting surprised and concerned about something that had come up at the office, he complained that it was a bad time since he was out with clients and then proceeded to reluctantly agree to come in and see to the problem personally.
Not that there was any need to after his horrendously bad acting job, but as soon as he hung up, Jeffery informed his wife and clients that unfortunately, he would have to leave right away to handle this big issue that had come up at the office. After apologizing profusely to the two men, he was even nice enough to let them know that he would grab a taxi to his office, leaving them the limousine they had been travelling in that night to get them back to their hotel.
After shaking hands with Carl and Nathan and offering them one last apology for his early departure, he gave Kari a quick peck on the cheek and thanked her for taking care of his two clients the rest of the evening. She smiled sweetly as her husband walked away, the anger burning within her.
'Oh, I'll take care of them tonight, don't you worry honey...' she thought to herself.
Incensed by her husband's cavalier actions, it did not take her long to formulate her plan for the remainder of the evening. Looking over her two companions, she quickly surmised that the pair would make more than acceptable lovers.
Carl appeared to be in his mid-fifties and was very distinguished looking. His age was reflected in the grey peppered throughout his full head of dark hair and goatee, as well as the notable lines adorning the corners of his piercing blue eyes. Definitely a man most women her age would consider handsome, his almost six foot frame was slim, and tonight was adorned sharply in a grey pinstriped suit.
Nathan was probably a few years older and a couple inches shorter than his associate, but equally as attractive. His silver hair was thinning a bit, but he still managed to keep it well styled, avoiding any temptation to work a comb-over or other ridiculous cover-up attempt. His sly smile and thin moustache portrayed a certain charm and confidence, as did his tailored black suit.
As the trio enjoyed another cocktail and some pleasant conversation, Kari slowly put her plan into action. She could not help but smile to herself when she contemplated how easy it was going to be. Without even trying to seduce either man, she was already well aware of the long, lustful looks both had been shooting in her direction.
No one could blame the two for admiring the view. The 42-year-old was looking as striking as ever that night. Her tight and shapely body was wrapped in a sexy navy blue dress, low cut with skinny straps that cut a seductive silhouette and nicely showed off her cleavage. The dress came to just above her knees, covering the lace tops of her thigh high black stockings, while a pair of deliciously curvy black sling-back peep-toe pumps with chunky heels adorned her feet. Her blonde hair was parted in the middle, allowing the mess of luxurious soft curls cascading down to her shoulders to nicely frame her elegant face while creating a captivating contour of body and texture.
Kari could see the lust for her in their eyes, and the familiar shiver it sent through her body confirmed to her that the adulterous desire was clearly mutual. Watching as Carl pulled out a cigarette; she took a sip of her drink and decided to up the sexual tension if she could.
"Can I steal one of those from you?" She asked, staring him right in his lustful eyes.
"Umm, sure." He replied as he passed one over to her.
"I didn't know you smoked Kari." Nathan chimed in.
"I haven't in years, but I just feel like having one." She answered with a smirk. "I'm so bad, I know. Jeffery would kill me if he saw me have one."
"Well, we wouldn't want you to get in trouble would we?" Nathan replied, matching her sly smile with one of his own.
"No we wouldn't. I guess it'll just have to be our little secret. What Jeffery doesn't know won't hurt him... will it Carl?" She half whispered as she brought the cigarette to her lips and leaned in for him to light it for her.
"Um, no... we wouldn't." He stammered, clearly affected by her choice of words, as he pulled out his lighter, flicked it to life and held it in front of her.
She half-closed her eyes and slightly parted her red, glossy lips around the cigarette. The warm smoke made her mouth tingle as she took a healthy pull as he lit it for her. Her lips tightened as she inhaled, a guilty feeling of forgotten pleasure washing over her as she filled her lungs. She pulled the cigarette away from her mouth and pursed her lips, a sigh slipping out as she exhaled a long stream of cascading smoke. Her nipples tingled and came to attention, and she almost immediately found herself returning the cigarette in between her lips and taking a second healthy drag, this time French inhaling and then exhaling slow and seductively, almost letting out a moan of satisfaction. Both men stared in awe as they watched her sultry smoking performance.
The three of them continued on with their cocktails and banter, all the while the two men's eyes locked on Kari's seductive smoking, the oral fixation clearly turning them both on with each of her inhales and exhales.
After another drink and cigarette, the night was getting late, and the moment to move her plan to the next phase was upon them. Agreeing that it was about time to head out, the trio settled their tab and made their way out of the jazz club and to the limousine waiting for them outside.
