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Don't Break The Rules 
by Rose of Sharon (roseofsharon2@gmail.com

***

A couple contemplates cheating in their relationship. 
(MMF, cons, oral, cheat) 

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Author Notes: This story is purely fiction, any 
similarities between this story and actual events is 
coincidental. If it is illegal where you live to read 
erotic fiction, or if you are not old enough to read 
it, please do not read further. 

If you practice casual sex, please use protection. This 
story is fiction and therefore the characters need not 
worry about pregnancy or disease. Also, single ladies 
really shouldn't go off with a stranger and get in his 
car. But, suspend your disbelief... :) 

***

They'd discussed it a million times. This time was 
different though. It seemed like tonight they were 
really going to do it. Over the last couple of years 
that they'd dated, they'd talked about it during sex 
mostly. They were cheaters at heart - they'd both been 
married to someone else when they started seeing each 
other. It would make sense that they'd both know that 
at least one of them (but probably both of them) would 
stray again. The rationale was that it wasn't cheating 
if the other knew about it and gave their consent. 

And, oh, but it was sexy to talk about. It turned them 
both on to think of the other sleeping with someone 
else. They'd dreamt up thousands of scenarios. The ones 
they liked, they sometimes almost carried through with 
them. Why not? They both wanted to, it was just society 
that made them worry that they were doing something 
wrong. Society didn't stop them from having an affair 
with each other to begin with, did it? 

She was thinking about all of this while she got 
herself ready. Part of her didn't think they'd actually 
do it. They'd been to a swingers club once. Well, 
they'd been to the parking lot of a swinger's club and 
then they'd backed out. It's almost as if they were 
daring each other to take things to the next level, but 
neither had been ready at the time. 

Low-cut sundress. It must be low-cut, as her chest was 
her biggest asset. Strappy heels, not too high. She 
wanted to play the slut, but a classy slut. Thong, 
black. Bra, white lace. Things don't always have to 
match, and she'd learned that sometimes the unmatched 
undergarments were sexier. Let the man think that he'd 
surprised her by seducing her... it certainly didn't 
look like she knew she'd sleep with someone if things 
didn't match. Hair? Down. A little makeup, some 
jewelry, and she met him downstairs. He was ready to 
go. 

They lived in the country, so there was a long drive 
downtown. They knew the rules, but they went over them 
again. Either of them could call it off at anytime. He 
was watching and approving, but she would go off alone 
with the unsuspecting stranger - he was not to follow. 
Discussing the rules was getting them hot already, even 
though they were both nervous. He was trying to reach 
up her skirt as he drove, but she pushed him away. 
She was saving it for someone else. 

Downtown, finally. There was a section of town with 
your basic bars, lots of them in a row. They were meat 
markets, and it should be easy to find a willing 
participant here. They found one that suited them, 
playing your basic island music, but not too loud. He 
found a seat with a great view of the room and she 
found a seat at the bar. There were a group of men 
standing right there, laughing and joking about sports, 
and the one closest to her winked and repeated a golf 
joke to her when she sat down. She laughed, even if it 
wasn't the funniest thing she'd heard. It would 
certainly be easy if she could hook up with the first 
guy she talked to. 

"What are you drinking?" he asked. 

"I'd love a gin and tonic," They were her danger-zone 
drinks. Gin made her do things that she wouldn't 
normally do. 

He ordered her drink and started to make small talk. He 
was somewhat tan, wearing a tropical-looking shirt and 
shorts and sandals. Her type, for sure. Dark hair, 
unlike the blonde watching them from across the room. 
As she talked, she glanced over at her own man. He had 
gotten himself a drink and was still sitting alone, 
just watching intently. The rules stated that this was 
HER night, so he wasn't allowed to pick up anyone for 
himself. So, he sat alone and watched and she was 
unable to tell if he was approving or not. 

She continued talking to the dark-haired man. It didn't 
take long to down the first gin and tonic and he called 
the bartender to get another. She's not one for small 
talk, especially because she could have cared less 
about getting to know this man. Even with only one gin 
and tonic in her, she was feeling bold - especially 
knowing that someone was watching them. She put her 
hand on the dark-haired man's thigh and whispered into 
his year, "You know, if you're just looking to get 
laid, you really don't have to waste your money on 
drinks or your time on getting to know me." 

He looked surprised. Across the room, her own man had 
seen the whisper and the hand on the thigh. When she 
glanced that direction, he gave her the OK sign. She 
was free to fuck the dark-haired man, and perhaps when 
she turned back to him she returned the surprised look. 
Sure, she had talked about it, but actually involving 
someone else in their sex life was entirely new. 

The dark-haired man, unaware of the exchange across the 
room, had gotten over his surprise. He pulled her 
towards him and was kissing her, probing inside her 
mouth with his tongue and letting his hand slide up her 
skirt a bit. If she was going to move quickly, so would 
he, and this was at least a way to find out how serious 
she was. He whispered back, "Let's get out of here. 
Where do you want to go? My place is right outside the 
city." 

The rules dictated that she not get too far away from 
the bar. With no motel in the vicinity, there were 
relatively few options. "Do you have a car?" she asked, 
and he led her outside. As they left the bar, she 
turned back towards the quiet observer, who smiled and 
winked at her as she walked out the door. She was 
actually going through with this, and nothing could 
have excited her more. 

His car was a luxury sedan. She laughed a little to 
herself - had she actually been looking for a real date 
and not just someone to fuck, he might have been an 
excellent candidate. He opened the passenger side door 
for her and she got in and waited for him to get into 
the driver's seat. He immediately was kissing her lips 
and neck, while he caressed her breasts through her 
dress. "Let's just do it here," she breathed into his 
ear, "I can't wait long enough to drive out of the 
city." The surprised look again. He must not pick up 
women in bars all that often, perhaps country club 
girls were more his style. 

She was in no mood for nonsense and she'd come this 
far, she wasn't going to break the rules. She pushed 
him away, unbuttoned his shorts and pulled down his 
zipper. His dick was in her mouth in a matter of 
seconds. She knew what she was doing when it came to 
giving head, and she had yet to find a more powerful 
form of persuasion. He was a good size, and hard as a 
rock. He groaned as she sucked up and down on his 
shaft. She kept sucking while she motioned for him to 
lose the shorts. The next thing she knew, his shorts 
were gone, she had released his dick and he had his 
tongue in her mouth and his hand up her dress, moving 
her skimpy thong aside to get his finger into her 
pussy. She was completely shaved for the occasion and 
the excitement of this night had gotten her slick and 
wet. 

She still had her hand around his cock as they 
continued their make out session. The parking lot was 
dark, but somewhere in the distance, she could hear 
people laughing as they parked their cars and headed 
into the club. She was thinking about her man inside 
the bar, nursing a beer, while he waited for her to 
fuck a stranger... A stranger who was currently 
fingering her pussy while she massaged his dick. 

Suddenly, she had to have the stranger inside of her. 
She hadn't had a new cock in years, not since she 
started cheating on her ex-husband with her current 
man. "I want to ride you," she moaned, and motioned for 
him to get into the passenger seat. The sedan was large 
enough that once he was out from behind the steering 
wheel, she could easily straddle him. Thank goodness he 
didn't have bucket seats, since she needed to dominate 
this stranger. She removed her thong and got on top of 
him. It felt incredible as she lowered herself down 
onto his cock. He was bigger than she was used to and 
she absolutely loved big cock. He groaned as she began 
riding him, and she closed her eyes and thought about 
someone else, waiting for her, knowing what she was 
doing and giving her permission. 

The dark-haired man opened the top of her dress and 
pulled out her breasts, sucking on her nipples as she 
rode him. She returned his attention to him and focused 
on the way his dick felt inside of her - giving each 
stroke an intense focus. It was only a minute or two 
before she came, and he was close behind her. She 
kissed him while he grew soft inside of her, and she 
moved back into the passenger seat. 

She found her panties while he put his shorts back on, 
saying nothing. She readjusted herself back into her 
dress and wiped her pussy with her panties. "These are 
for you," she said, and she hung them on his rearview 
mirror. 

He reached for her again, "Let's go back to my place. 
We have the whole night," he said, but she only kissed 
him on the cheek and opened the car door. 

"Not tonight, but this was fun," she said as she 
slipped out the door. 

"Wait," he said, grabbing her wrist and she stopped for 
a second and put her head back into the door, "can I 
have your number?" 

"I don't have anything to write it down," she said, in 
a matter of fact sort of way, really uninterested in 
giving him her number (not to mention that it would 
break the rules). 

He reached into the glove compartment and handed her a 
business card, "Call me on my cell, not at home," he 
said, and she knew he was married. 

"Sure," she said, and closed the door. 

As she walked away, she worried for a second that he 
would follow her, but he only got out of the car and 
yelled after her, "What's your name again?" 

"Rose," she replied over her shoulder, which wasn't her 
name, but what difference did it make? This man's only 
purpose was to be her little fuck toy, and she had no 
intension of calling the number on the business card, 
which she disposed of in the trash inside the bar. 

She found the man she was looking for right away. He'd 
obviously been waiting for her, as he'd been standing 
with his back against the wall, still apparently 
nursing the same beer. As she walked up to him, her 
nervousness about his reaction to her jaunt in the 
parking lot disappeared. He was smiling wickedly and 
said, "I've been waiting for you. What on earth have 
you been up to?" 

She kissed him gently on the lips and replied, "I just 
fucked someone in the parking lot." 

The wicked smile again. It was better than a surprised 
look. "Let's go, we can talk about it in the car," he 
said, taking her hand, disposing of the beer and 
heading towards the door. Their SUV was on the opposite 
side of the building from where the dark-haired man had 
been parked. 

As he started the car, he asked, "So, did you have 
fun?" 

"Yes," she replied, feeling that it was somewhat 
strange to be talking to him about this. Yes, they'd 
fantasized and planned it all out together, but she'd 
actually cheated on him and he'd allowed it. 

"And?" he broke her train of thought, "How was it? I 
need details." 

She was feeling shy about the whole thing. The slut was 
gone and the sheepish girl had appeared, "You know, we 
had sex." 

They were at a traffic light, and he turned and looked 
at her, "AND? 
Tell me what you did. You went to his car? And then 
what?" 

She sighed. Maybe she shouldn't have been in such a 
hurry and gotten another gin and tonic. 

Another traffic light, "Ok, I'm not going to be mad at 
you. I'm jealous as hell, but I'm not mad, I just want 
to hear about it." He kissed her deeply and she could 
feel herself getting wet all over again. She moaned a 
little and he said, "that's better. Now, tell me about 
it." And the traffic light turned green. 

She told him everything: about the little bit of 
discussion she'd had at the bar, and how she'd been 
totally out of character by inviting him out to the 
parking lot. She told him about going to the dark-
haired man's car and preventing him from driving away 
by sucking his cock. As she talked, her attentive 
listener was rubbing himself through his pants. She was 
watching him, and her pussy was starting to throb. 
Maybe their mistake had been not getting a hotel room 
downtown. 

They were on freeway now, and it was unlikely that 
anyone would be paying much attention to them this time 
of night, so as she told him about sucking the dark-
haired man's cock, he got his own out and began to 
stroke it. "Maybe you should help me with this. Show me 
what you did to him," he said. 

She was more than happy to oblige and took the entire 
length of his dick into her mouth. He moaned and said, 
"Oh, yes. You are such a slut." 

She was. 

He kept driving while she continued to suck, using her 
hand to stroke up and down his shaft while she sucked 
on the head with her mouth. He was having trouble 
keeping himself from coming, as he pictured her sucking 
off someone else in the same manner less than an hour 
ago. 

She sat up and began telling him more of the story. She 
told him about how she rode the dark-haired man in the 
front seat of his car, right where anyone walking by 
could see. He reached over and ran his hand up her 
thigh to feel how wet she was. She was absolutely 
dripping, and if it were possible for his cock to get 
harder, it did - just from the thought of some other 
man's come in his woman. 

"Where are your panties?" 

"I left them with him." she said, "I figured it was 
something, since he didn't get my number." 

He was jealous, and he HAD to fuck her, to show her 
what she would miss if she made a habit out of fucking 
men in bars. The freeway had turned into winding and 
nearly deserted country roads. He turned into a rocky 
dirt road next to an open field. She looked around in 
surprise to see where they were. "I can't take it 
anymore," he said, "I need to fuck you. I want the last 
dick that was inside you to be mine. Put your seat 
back." 

She did, and he was quick to get his clothes off as he 
reached over to kiss her. She pulled off her dress this 
time, and was naked as quickly as possible. He was 
kissing her neck and breasts and lips, knowing that 
another man had been doing the same thing earlier. He 
stroked her pussy with his finger, burying it inside 
her slippery cunt and then lifted it to her lips for 
her to taste. As she sucked in his finger hungrily, he 
said, "You are such a slut. Two men in two hours. 
You're eating some other man's come off of my finger. 
How do you feel about that?" 

"I'm a slut," she breathed as she finished licking his 
finger. She tried to pull him into the back of the SUV, 
where she could climb on top of him. She had trouble 
coming unless she was on top, after all. 

"Oh, no," he told her, "I'm going to be the one fucking 
you tonight. You're a cheating whore, and I have to 
teach you a lesson." He pushed her down in the 
passenger seat and buried his cock in her. The more he 
thought about how some other man had fucked her 
earlier, the harder he pounded her. Her feet were on 
the dashboard and she was clutching at his ass, trying 
to pull him into her farther. She needed him to fuck 
her. 

"You're such a dirty whore," he moaned. She could 
barely respond, and could only moan in response. 

He kept talking to her, "Did you like fucking some new 
cock? Did it feel good? I know you've been wanting it." 

"Yes..." she moaned as an orgasm overtook her. She was 
so used to taking her own orgasm by being on top, that 
this one was absolutely mind blowing. He came 
immediately after she did, filling her already full 
cunt with more cum. 

He stayed on top of her for a minute and they kissed 
again. Once they had gotten themselves back together 
and were on their way home again, she said, "Well, that 
was fun. We should do that again sometime, huh?" 

THE END 

Send comments to: RoseofSharon2@gmail.com I'm working 
on writing more stories, so here is my latest. Email me 
if you like it, or if you have suggestions, I'd love to 
hear them. Thanks!! ~~Rose 

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