In search of scenarios where an "innocent" woman finds herself temped

[OnlyHappyEndings]

One time, just after the plumber had left, she was vacuuming the living room, still thinking about him and wondering how such a "fling" might possibly start... when she's suddenly startled - he'd returned for something, walked right up behind her but she hadn't heard over the vacuum... so she turned around and found herself face-to-face with him, standing a little too close for normal conversation, and immediately thought "Ohhh... THIS is how it could start.

H.A.W.T!

 

[OnlyHappyEndings]

he sits front row opening night watching, along with the rest of the small town, his wife repeatedly make out with the handsome star. Maybe she warns him or maybe she doesn't warn him that the director added a sex scene at the end of the play?

You should definitely read this one by Cuckoldson

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-true-performance

 

[MikeXIrons]

You should definitely read this one by Cuckoldson

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-true-performance

Yes... very much what I had in mind... though, I'd rather it be told from the husband's point of view... or at least the wife & husband's?

 

[MikeXIrons]

You might enjoy this story of mine: Fun with Fingers.

I did enjoy it. I like the idea of a crowded train and anonymous touching. For some reason the lesbian element is never as hot for me... though, I get that it's a bonus for lots of people.

When it comes to crowded trains, I always like the idea of bodies pressed together and hands "mistakenly" finding their way onto bodies, When the train starts and stops, people lose their balance and get unintentionally pressed together. She reaches out for balance and grabs onto the young man in front of her. They are both embarrassed. It happens again and they grin as if to say, "no one's fault... no other option... sorry."

I have a perpetually half-written story about a woman who goes to a college hockey game as an alumni. She gets a beer for herself and her husband... waiting in line... chatting with the young guys behind her in line... who have jerseys from the other school. They banter and flirt with her, offering to buy her beer if her team scores next. She's flattered by their attention. She returns to her husband with a beer.

Her team scores. She offers to fetch another round for her husband. The guys are in line and insist on buying her beer to repay their bet... all the while flirting and joking with her that, if THEIR team comes back and wins the game... THEY want more than just a beer. Her team is up 3-0, so she confidently tells them they won't win, but, if they do, they can name their price. In the crowded line, there's lots of "inadvertent" touching and standing inappropriately close.

She returns to her husband with the beers and tells him that fans of the "other team" bought the beers. He's jealous that she was clearly flirting with them, but keeps his attention on the game.

The train ride home is crowded and rowdy, full of drunk alumni and students, celebrating their team's come-from-behind win. Through the crowd she spots the guys from the beer line... and they spot her. They drunkenly push their way through the crowd to her. They joke with her that their team came back and won and they want to collect on their bet and "name their price". She giggles, also tipsy, and a little horny from the attention, and teases them a bit, telling them "a deal's a deal", confident that her husband will be jealous and chase them away. But, she looks around and makes eye contact with her husband, 20 feet away in the crowd. They got separated at the last stop when people pushed onto the train.

The train stops and more people get on, pressing everyone together. The young men are pressed in tight around her. She has to hold one of them to hold herself steady. His muscular young body feels good.

Bodies are pressed against her. Is that a hardon against her ass? Maybe hands too... on her hips and back... and legs... and up her skirt... and under her shirt.

She makes eye contact with her husband and tries to mouth "come here" to him. He gives her a dismissive look that says "Though this crowd? Are you stupid?"

She tries to warn the boys, "Hey, my husband is right there. Behave yourselves!"

The leader of the group replies, "A deal's a deal", as he slides both hands under her skirt. Another set of hands slide up under her shirt, pinching her nipples - something that she can't resist.

The hardon behind her presses more obviously against her ass. She reaches behind her to push it away. Instead, the boy takes her hand in his, and rubs it against his hardon... then guides her hand into his pants.

Between her frustration with her husband's response, the beer, and the lust quickly building in her, she surrenders to the moment. She puts up token resistance to the hands exploring her body. She stops trying to pull her hand out of the pants of the boy behind her... and wraps her fingers around his hardon. Her other hand somehow finds another.

She makes eye contact with her husband as fingers penetrate her and rub her clit. He sees the expression on her face and mouths "Are you ok?" She replies silently, "Yeah" as she feels her left land fill with cum, then her right.

She maintains eye contact with her husband while trying to hide the orgasm that's rolling through her body.

 

[Biglibido99]

Love the train scenario - there's always some sexual foreplay aspect when personal spaces are unavoidable breached - we are so careful to observe personal spaces in everyday living that it is exciting when breached in this way.
I wrote a story about being in the mosh pit at a music concert where bodies move in waves constrained by the pressure of other bodies and the sexual consequences for one particular female fan