SEDUCING STEVE

Steve could not keep his eyes off her.  She was not the type of girl that would attract whistles and catcalls, but there was something strange or exotic about her that just captured his attention.  She was tall and thin.  Her brown hair eloquently cascaded down to her shoulders.  Her dark eyes, and bright smile melted his insides.  Steve had met her briefly once before at a social gathering at his sister-in-law's house.  When Beth was introduced to him, he found himself gazing into her dark eyes and mesmerized by her soft gentle voice.  It was hard not to flirt with her, but he had to keep his distance because both Beth and he we were married.  Steve managed to avoid her for the rest of the evening and stay out of trouble.  

It was now a month later and Steve found himself staring at Beth. It was his sister-in-law who brought them together again.  His sister-in-law just got married and they were at the reception.  Both Steve and his wife were in the wedding and Beth's husband was also in the wedding.  Steve was sitting at the head table next to grooms' men that he didn't know, including Beth's husband.  His wife sat at the opposite side of the head table and Beth sat away from her husband at a table with some friends of the groom.  During dinner Steve was bored with nothing better to do then stare at Beth.  He observed her free-spirited and cheerful personality and became more enthralled with her.   She was wearing a tan dress that clung nicely to her body and enhanced her slender figure.  The neckline was low enough off to grab his attention and stir his imagination.  He was sure that she had no bra on.  Her tits were firm and just the right size that she could get away without a bra and not look like a slut.  Anytime she glanced towards Steve, he quickly diverted his eyes so as not to be caught staring. Steve was attracted to her and felt guilty about it, but he reasoned that there was nothing wrong with a married man looking but not touching.

Finally the reception picked up a bit and the dancing started.  About mid-way through the night one of the bride's maids was complaining about her feet hurting and how she wished she brought her other shoes from the hotel room.  Fortunately for her the reception was right next to the hotel and being the gentleman that Steve was, he offered to get the shoes for her.  She gave him the room key and off he went.  Steve entered the hotel room and began searching for the shoes, which was no easy task in the messy room.  About two minutes after he entered the room he heard the electronic lock on the door beep and he turned around startled to see Beth walking through the door.   Steve was about to explain his reason for being in the room but she spoke first.

"Oh, hi Steve.  One of the girls said you might be here.  Did you find the shoes?"

"Ah..no I'm still looking.  Did you come to help?" 

Beth moved over to the bed a plopped down.  Exhausted she looked up at Steve, "No.  I just came to relax.  It's been a long day.  My back is killing me."  


Steve glanced at her tits and immediately confirmed that she was not wearing a bra. Her nipples were pointing through the soft fabric of the dress which caused Steve's cock to stir in his pants.  Beth innocently looked at Steve and asked if he wouldn't mind rubbing her shoulders and back.  She motioned for him to sit behind her on the bed.  

It all seemed so innocent and Steve did not see any harm in a little back massage so he moved onto the bed and sat behind her.  Beth was sitting upright on the edge of the bed in between his legs. Steve started rubbing her shoulders and it did not take much for the spaghetti straps on her dress to fall off her shoulders causing the top of her dress to fall down slightly.  Beth did not seem to care about the fact that her tanned breasts were in plain view of Steve.  This is too good to be true he thought.  Beth closed her eyes and moaned at the deep massage that he was giving.  This was the first time since Steve was married that his hands caressed another women in an intimate way.  Her perfume was sweet and intoxicating and her moans were almost erotic.  It did not help that this was the woman whom Steve was mesmerized with all evening.  The combination of all these emotions and thoughts were too much for Steve.  His cock swelled and hardened in his tuxedo pants.  

Beth wiggled slightly and snuggled up to his crotch.  "Mmmm. That feels good," she moaned quietly.  

Steve could not tell if she was referring to his massage or to his cock pressing into her back.  He just kept quiet and kept massaging her.  Steve moved his hands down each of her arms and then down the sides of her back.  He couldn't believe how hard his cock was.  There was no denying that she could feel its hardness pressed firm against her back.  As his hands moved down to her hips she grabbed them and moved them around to the front of her stomach.  Steve's arms were now wrapped around her with his hands resting on her stomach. Her hands pressed firmly on top of Steve's hands, holding them in place.  She leaned back into him, the full weight of her body felt wonderful against his swollen cock.

"Steve, can I ask you a question," she inquired looking upward toward him with puppy dog eyes.

"Sure."

"Do you like me?"

Her question caught him off guard.  Steve stumbled with the reply, "I...uh...I...well yes. Of course I like you.  Why wouldn't I like you?"

"You know what I mean.  Are you attracted to me?"  Steve's heart pounded in his chest as she continued. "I saw the way you were staring at me all night.  You can't deny that you are attracted to me and you certainly can't deny that you're excited about having me in your arms right now."  

Beth wiggled against his cock, reinforcing her evidence against him.  She had certainly pegged Steve and he did not know how to get out of this situation.  Words just fell out of his mouth.  "Ahh... well Beth... I'm married."


"I know you're married silly.  I'm married also.  It's just nice to be admired by a younger guy. It makes me feel good.  I just want to hear you admit that you're attracted to me.  There's nothing wrong with that is there?  I mean your cock is certainly telling me that."

Steve couldn't help but laugh at Beth's remark.  She certainly knew how to diffuse a tense situation and put him at ease and get him to open up. "Okay you're right I am attracted to you.  I haven't been able to keep my eyes off you all night."

"Why? I want to hear why you find me attractive." 

The pressure of Beth's delicate body against his cock felt incredible.  The scent of her perfume was so feminine and erotic.  Steve was certain that she felt his cock twitch in his pants.  Trying to avoid an awkward situation, he gave her a general reply, "Well you're tall and beautiful and you seem so free-spirited."

Beth coaxed him on in a slow quiet voice, "Come-on Steve, tell me more.  Don't be shy. Do you like my tits?  Do you want to see my pussy?  Talk dirty to me. I just love to hear dirty talk."

Her soft voice and dirty talk were so erotic.  Maybe it was the drinks that he had earlier or maybe it was the erotic atmosphere, but Steve went along with her game.  He figured a little dirty talk wouldn't hurt.  He whispered into her ear. "Mmmmm.  You're tits are real nice.  I'd love to touch and caress them.  I'd love to lick and suck your nipples and make you scream with pleasure..."  

Beth was getting turned on from the dirty talk.  The top of her dress had completely fallen away from her tits and Steve could see that her nipples were full and erect.  He couldn't believe that the girl he was lusting over earlier was sitting between his legs half naked. Beth grabbed his hands and pressed them against her naked tits and moaned "oooh...Steve.. tell me more."

By now Steve was so excited and so caught up in the moment that he did not think much about where she put his hands.  He continued his dirty talk. "My cock is so hard just thinking about you.  I want to fuck you real bad.  I want to lick your pussy and taste your juices.  I want to fuck you so hard."

Beth began to massage her tits with his hands. His fingers instinctively pinched her nipples as she rubbed his hands over her tits.  Steve began to lightly buck his hips and thrust his cock against her back.  If he hadn't been wearing black tuxedo pants, a large wet spot from his pre-cum would have been evident.  For a few minutes all that could be heard in the room was heavy breathing and the sound of the bed creaking as Steve dry humped her back and played with her tits. Finally Beth had the will power to interrupt the passionate moment.

"Mmmm. Let's not get carried away Steve.  We are married you know."

Steve was thankful for her will power. "Yes.  I'm sorry.  I guess I better find those shoes and get out of here."


Beth was amused at his response.  Little did he know that she was just starting to toy with him. This was all a game to her.  She enjoyed the fun of seduction.  Slowly she would tease and tempt her victims.  She loved to bring them to the edge of infidelity and then back off.  She took great pleasure in watching her victims' expressions and body language as they struggled with how far they should go.  It was a thrill for her to see how her body and seductive voice could hypnotize a man and control his desires. She had fantasized about nights like these over and over again.  Just like in her fantasies, her pussy was already dripping with excitement.  It was time for he to pull Steve back into her game.  

 "Do me a big favor Steve and I'll help you find the shoes.  My feet are killing me.  You did such a great job with my back massage.  Could you please rub my feet?"

Steve's mind melted at her compliment and he jumped at the chance to spend more time with her.  "Certainly Beth.  Nothing wrong with a little foot massage is there?"  Steve said these words but deep down he knew he was heading for temptation trouble.  His desires were strong and were clouding his reasoning.  Steve got off the bed, kneeled in front of Beth and took her stocking covered foot in his hand.  As he massaged her foot, she leaned back and put her hands on the bed behind her and closed her eyes.  Her legs parted slightly providing him with a full view of her white panties.  The smell of her arousal wafted out from underneath her dress and made his mouth water.  Her panties were semi-transparent from the wetness of her pussy.  Steve could see that she was hairless.  He had never been with a shaved woman before and the thought sent a shiver through his body and into his cock.  He had the sudden urge to taste her pussy but knew that he shouldn't go there. 

Beth noticed the look of contemplation on his face and smiled to herself..   "Do you want to see my pussy Steve?  Go ahead, take my panties off."

"No.  I better not Beth," he said in an unconvincing voice that was all too familiar to Beth..

"Oh come on Steve.  You can look. You've been to strip clubs right?"  Beth pulled her foot away from him, reached under her dress and pulled her panties off.  Then she resumed her previous position and pressed her foot into his cock and, in a sweet firm voice, told him to continue with her foot massage.  Before Steve could grab her foot, she wiggled it against his pants and moved it up and down the length of his cock a few times. Steve kneeled in front of her motionless and accepted her pleasure.  The throbbing in his cock was slowing his thought process.  A small voice in his head told him that this was wrong and he should leave, but his selfish needs drowned out the voice.  He closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure. Her foot job was causing precum to seep all over the insides of his pants.  The slick wetness felt good against his cock.  Beth's foot was bringing him to the brink of orgasm.  Steve was bracing himself for an explosive orgasm, but she suddenly stopped pressing his cock and she moved her foot up to his face.  Steve opened his eyes to see Beth grinning at him.  

"How about finishing my massage honey," Beth said with a little giggle.  


Steve felt a little frustrated and humiliated at her actions.  Teasing him to the brink of orgasm with her foot was cruel and her tone was a bit commanding and condescending as if he was her little massage boy.  Steve thought he should say something but he kept quiet.  He stared at the petite foot dangling in front of him and realized that he didn't really mind how she was treating him.  He was so infatuated with her and he was so horny that he would do anything to get a glimpse of her hot pussy.  Steve took her foot and resumed his massage.  Her legs parted again and all Steve could do was stare at her puffy pink pussy.  Her lips were fully engorged and wet. Steve thought he was going to cum just from staring at it.

"Do you want to taste my pussy?" She said in a sultry voice.

Steve whispered no, but his body language said yes.  Beth stood up, her dress fell to the floor leaving her in nothing but stockings. Her clean-shaven pussy was inches from his face.  Steve's mouth was watering at the sight and smell. He wanted to dive in and lick her pussy like a crazed dog, but he knew it was wrong.  He finally mustered up enough will power to stand up and say, "Beth I can't do this..."

Beth was quick to interrupt.. "Shhh. I don't want you to lick my pussy silly.  Just smell my panties."  She walked behind him and reached around his head and pressed the crotch of her panties against his nose and mouth.  She knew that this was what most men secretly desired, but would never do.  Her pussy quivered knowing that Steve was inhaling her randy scent.  She knew that he would savor this moment and fantasize and masturbate about it over and over again.  

Her panties were saturated and her moist juices rubbed off on his face.  He inhaled her wonderful scent as if it were a drug.  His cock twitched as the smell of her sex absorbed into his mind and fantasies.  Beth's lips were next to his ear, almost touching his skin.  She whispered in a deep sultry voice, "mmmm. That's right honey.  Take a deep breath.  Smell my pussy.  Take a deep breath.  You love my naughty scent don't you...."  She pressed the panties tighter against his face, almost suffocating him.  Each breath he took was pure pleasure.  Beth's other hand slid down to Steve's cock and groped it through his pants. He was so caught up in the excitement that he did not concern himself with the fact that she was unzipping his pants. "....lick my panties Steve... Taste my pussy...."  Her soft sultry voice was hypnotic and her hand stroking his cock was weakening him.  Steve opened his mouth and slid his tongue up and down the crotch of her panties.  The taste of another women's pussy drove him wild.  

By now Steve's pants and underwear had fallen to the floor.  Beth continued toying with him. "You've seen my goods, now let me see your what you have," she whispered.  Beth unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off.  Now they were both naked and gazing into each other's eyes.  Their lips met and shared an intimate kiss.  It felt wrong to Steve, but it felt so good.  Their kiss soon turned into a wild passionate moment.  Their lips pressed tighter together, their tongues rubbed faster and harder and their breathing became erratic.  Both bodies bumped and rubbed together sending them into a sexual frenzy.  When they finally stopped, Beth forcefully pushed Steve back onto the bed and smiled.  

"I have and idea that will keep us out of trouble," she said as if they had not already gone too far.  


She reached down and picked up her dress and slid it back over her head.  Then she crawled on top of Steve's naked body and began to hump him through her dress.  The material of the dress was so thin and soft that it felt good against his cock.  She could feel his hardness against her pussy as she thrusted her hips back and forth.  After a few minutes of this teasing she sat upright on top of Steve causing his cock to press flat against his stomach.  Since she was straddling his waist, her dress had parted and her bare pussy was resting on top of the side of his cock.  Steve almost exploded from the soft hot flesh that pressed against his swollen cock.  Beth rested the full weight of her body on his cock for a moment, enjoying the solid mass between her legs.  She knew that Steve was now drawn too far into her game. There was no turning back now.  It was time for her to go in for the victory.  She began to slide her pussy up and down the length of his cock.  She was basically stroking his cock with her pussy lips.  Her juices coated and lubricated Steve's cock with each long and slow stroke.  Deep erotic moans escaped her mouth as she pressed harder against his cock. The feeling was incredible and Steve could feel an orgasm rising within his cock.  Soon she was sliding her pussy all the way up to the tip of his cock and then back down the side.  Each time she started to slide back down, the tip of his cock would push into her pussy slightly and then bounce out and she would slide her pussy back down the side of his shaft.  Eventually nature took its course and Steve's cock did not pop out.  Instead it pushed deep into her wet hole and they both screamed with delight.  By then they both had reached the point of no return.  Her pussy gripped Steve's cock and it swelled at the warm tightness.  Steve was amazed at how he could feel her pussy muscles contracting and pulling his cock while she bounced up and down.  The pleasure was too much for him to control and he exploded sending squirts of hot cum into her pulsing pussy.  Beth kept bouncing on top of him, milking every bit of cum out of his cock.  Multiple orgasms shot through her body as his cock stretched her pussy to its limits.

Out of breath, Beth collapsed on top of Steve with his cock still in her pussy.  He enjoyed her warmth as his cock shrank back to its normal size.  Before any guilt could set in, Beth got up and told Steve to get the shower started and she would join him in a minute.  Steve was a little confused and worried at her suggestion.  "Beth, I feel guilty enough that we had sex.  I don't think we should push it by taking a shower together.  Besides, I really have to get back to the reception before people starting wondering what happened to me." 

Steve started to collect his clothing when Beth stopped him and pulled him into the bathroom.  She turned on the water as she explained.  "We just had sex.  You don't want your wife to start wondering why you smell like perfume and a wet pussy do you?  You need to take a shower and we both need to get back to the reception so we better take a shower together to save time."  


Beth opened the shower curtain and gestured for Steve to step in.  Her argument made sense.  She knew how to turn things to her advantage.  Steve stepped into the shower and she followed.  Beth secretly smiled, knowing that once he was in the shower, he had once again become trapped in her web of seduction.  The shower curtain fell shut, sealing in Steve's fate for the next few minutes.  There was no escape for Steve's erotic needs and wants.  Steve wondered how he had gone so far astray.  He considered himself faithful to his wife and a strong willed man.  This temptress had somehow seduced him and pulled him across the line of morality and decency.  Steve's thoughts vanished when he looked at Beth.  He couldn't help but admire her body under the running water.  Her breasts were firm, her waist was slim and her legs were long and slender. Soon his cock was growing hard again.  It was then that he realized how weak and pathetic he was.  Beth had tantalized him over and over again.  Like a fish he instinctively went for the bait every time.

Beth's soapy hands grasped his growing cock and massaged it to its full hardness.  Steve's insides turned to putty in her hands.  He leaned against her warm body and cupped her ass.  It was not long before they were both panting and kissing.  Beth guided Steve's cock  into her hole.  He shuddered at the warm tightness around his cock.  Then she surprised him by grabbing onto his shoulders, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist.  They laughed as they nearly fell over.  Steve was able to grab her ass with his hands and stabilize himself.  He was now supporting the full weight of Beth's body and his cock was pushed deep into her pussy.  Beth hugged him tightly and kissed him deeply.  

It was an awkward position but very erotic.  Steve began to bounce Beth up and down on his cock.  The pleasure was intense for Beth and she climaxed quickly.  Steve continued to bounce her, trying to squeeze out his own pleasure.  His legs were starting to get tired and he didn't know how long he could hold her.  He was about to give up when suddenly an orgasm came out of nowhere.  He could feel Beth's body spasm into another orgasm.  He bucked and held her tightly as he filled her with his warm cum.  As soon as he finished he released her and regained the strength in his legs.  

Beth and Steve finished the shower together and let the water and soap wash away the evidence.  They shared one final intimate kiss and then started to dress.   Beth rather quickly pointed out the shoes that Steve had been looking for when he originally entered the room.  He picked them up and left the room just as Beth began to dry her hair.  

Steve walked into the reception, which was a frenzy of drunk dancing and shouting.  He pulled Meg from the dance floor and handed her the shoes.  Her feet were extremely grateful to slide into the comfort of her everyday shoes.  Next he walked around and scanned the crowd looking for his wife.  He found it ironic when his eyes discovered Beth's husband, Derek,  talking to his wife.  The DJ switched from fast to slow music as Steve made his way over to his wife and Derek.  When he approached them, Derek looked up with a strange smirk.  Steve couldn't explain it, but it was as if Beth's husband knew what had just happened between Beth and him.  

Derek was the first to speak. "Hey Steve.  I was just going to ask your wife to dance with me.  You don't mind do you," he said as he pulled her towards the floor.  

Feeling a little guilty about what had just happened in the hotel room, Steve had no objections. "Not at all.  Have a blast."  

Derek pointed behind Steve and said, "Here's comes Beth."  He raised his voice and shouted, "Beth, honey.  Come dance with Steve."

Beth was all smiles as she grabbed Steve's hand and pulled him toward the dance floor.  Her make-up was touched up perfectly and she smelled of fresh perfume.  Steve nervously looked over at his wife dancing and noticed something a bit odd.  Just like Beth, compared to everyone else in the room, her hair and make-up seemed a little too perfect.  It did not look like she had danced and drank all night.  As Beth pulled Steve closer he could not help but wonder if he had not been the only one seduced that night.

To be continued........  

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