A hotwife named Sam reached out to me on Reddit, intrigued by my posts and suggesting we meet for coffee. We decided on a local coffee shop, where the atmosphere was bustling yet cozy. When we met, the conversation flowed effortlessly, touching on various topics with ease. Towards the end, her eyes seemed to glow with excitement as she complimented how I looked, particularly noting the engaging nature of my eye contact.
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As we continued to chat, Sam began to get more playful, subtly placing her legs on mine under the table. She confessed she was very turned on and couldn't wait any longer. With a mischievous look, she grabbed my arm, urging me to follow her. The coffee shop was packed, but she pointed out the handicap bathroom as our destination, her heart racing as she admitted this was something she'd never done before.
Once inside the bathroom, she locked the door, and we started making out intensely. My hands roamed her body, from her hair down to gripping her ass, pulling her body tight against mine. She was breathless, telling me to wait a moment as she pulled out her phone to FaceTime her husband. She handed me one of her earbuds so I could hear him too. Her husband was at home, pleasuring himself, clearly turned on by the situation.
Sam told him about how hot I was, describing our make-out session in the bathroom and how she could feel my large penis through our clothes. Her husband, aroused by the narrative, encouraged her to strip me down and give me a blowjob. Sam, eager to make her husband proud, handed me her phone to livestream the action. She gasped as she pulled down my pants, exclaiming to both her husband and me about my size, playfully slapping my penis against her cheeks before starting to give me a blowjob. Her husband was vocal, complimenting her skills, which drove her further.
Soon, her husband came, announcing it over the phone, while Sam pointed out I wasn't even close yet. The thrill of possibly getting caught in the busy coffee shop bathroom had her incredibly wet, and she expressed her desire to feel me inside her. Her husband agreed, almost begging for it. Despite my initial hesitation, Sam had a condom ready, and before I knew it, we were having sex in the bathroom, all while streaming it live to her husband.
Sam kept calling her husband "Daddy," which added to the intensity. I had to remind her to keep quiet, but her moans and giggles were hard to suppress, enjoying every moment. I bent her over the sink first, then turned her around, had her grab the phone, and picked her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I continued. She instructed me to stand in front of the mirror so her husband could see her face and our actions, his moans and encouragements fueling us.
Sam orgasmed, her legs giving way, dropping her phone as she lost control. I gently set her down and checked her phone for any damage. She praised me for how good I fucked her and expressed her desire to make me cum. Her husband, still on the line, suggested I paint her face. Sam removed the condom, and I recorded her giving me another blowjob, following her husband's instructions to play with the head of my penis with her tongue before sucking on it. I warned her I was close, leading to her giggling and smiling broadly as I came on her face. She took the phone from me, proudly showing her husband her facial.
After cleaning up, we shared a laugh about how long we'd been in there. Taking me by surprise, Sam splashed water on my pants, saying that now she could honestly tell anyone suspicious of us that she was taking care of the mess in my pants in the bathroom. We laughed, shared one final kiss, and then walked back into the busy coffee shop, parting ways with a sense of adventure and satisfaction.