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This happened just prior to the pandemic shutting everything down. Liz and I were invited to a wedding of one of her old university friends. I didn't really know a lot of people there.

As the night wore on, after dinner was served and the dancing began, I found myself sitting all alone at our table. Liz had excused herself back to our hotel room because she wasn't feeling well.

After a couple of minutes I noticed a woman sitting alone at the table next to us. She was in her mid-30s, blonde hair in a French braid. She wore a dark green a-line dress that complemented her ample curves.

We made eye contact a started up a conversation. We flirted a little, pulled our chairs next to each other and chatted. She put her hand on my shoulder when she laughed. Emboldened, I placed my hand on her bare knee. Rather than pull back, to my surprise she took my hand and moved it further up her thigh.

She asked if we could talk somewhere more private. We had barely made our way out of eyesight of the ballroom when we began kissing each other and tearing at our clothes. At one point I pressed her back up against the wall in the hallway. She spread her legs as I put my knee between them. She began dry-humping against it.

I reached for the first doorknob I could see and turned it. It opened into the coatroom. Kissing deeply we made our way to the back where we found a wooden chair between two racks of coats.

"I just had a big fight with my husband," she tells me. "I need this."

I unbuckle my belt and sit in the chair as she hikes up her skirt and climbs on top of me. Lowering herself onto my rock hard cock, I can feel she is already dripping.

"I fucked my husband just before our fight," she informs me. "I hope you don't mind." My cock fills her pussy, already drenched in her husband's semen. She moans deeply as my cock stretched her.

Even though she is wearing a dress and bra, the outline of her hard nipples. I pinch them through the fabric. She let's out a little coo.

Suddenly, we hear the sounds of conversation passing by. I place my hand over her mouth to stifle the noises. It's hard to believe that the guests didn't her the sound of me cock fucking in and out of her sloppy pussy. The squelching and slurping of pussy and cum.

Once they leave I run my finger down to her snatch, drenching it in her husband's jizz. Using it as lube I finger fuck her asshole. She loses control.

"I shouldn't be doing this. Good God I have a husband. Fuck don't stop!".

Her pussy walls convulse, setting me off. I fire load after load of my cum inside her. Two men's seed inside her. Dripping, oozing out into my lap with her own squirt.

She collapses with her head on my shoulder, gasping to get a normal heartbeat back.

We kiss, straighten ourselves out, and head back to the wedding reception. Soon Liz and others rejoin us at the tables. That's when I realize that we never even exchanged names.