Long time followers might remember when I had a brief affair..

Long time followers might remember when I had a brief affair with a y0ung single dad that I met one weekend when hubby and I took our kids to a waterpark. We got tipsy together at the swim up bar and exchanged numbers. I called him waterpark guy, or WPG. We ended up meeting for lunch a couple weeks later. I took the day off from work, and we ate at a place that was pretty risky in terms of possibly running into someone I knew. The whole experience made me realize that a big part of me wants to flaunt the fact that I'm a hotwife with the freedom to bed gorgeous y0ung bulls with thick cocks. This is the story of how that date began. WPG is seriously a nice guy.  He bought me lunch and a few drinks and was genuinely interested in getting to know me better.  He doesn't seem to have one 'jerk' bone in his entire body from what I can tell.  And while we don't necessarily share many of the same interests (mostly because he's just at a different stage of his life), I truly like him. After we paid our bill, we decided to have one quick shot at the bar on our way out of the restaurant.   The hotel was literally across the street, so getting a little tipsy was not an issue. As we each slammed our glasses down on the bar, I was desperately trying to untwist my face from the tequila when he leaned in close and gave me a quick and gentle little peck on the lips.  I was a bit startled, but coupled with the 80 proof liquor coursing into my bloodstream, the sensation of his soft lips on mind sent a bolt of lightning directly to my pussy. Up until this point, our lunch date had most likely seemed fairly innocent by all outside appearances.  And so far we hadn't run into anyone I knew.  But now we were kissing and doing shots at the bar in the middle of a weekday, and I started to get a little hypersensitive to other things that had probably went entirely unnoticed by everyone around us up until that point.  Like the fact that I was wearing a big shiny wedding ring and he wasn't.   And the fact that I'm literally old enough to be his mother.  And the fact that he took me by the waist and led me out the door in a way that suggested that he had an inappropriate familiarity with me.   All of this made me nervous, but my slight buzz and this blatant demonstration of my promiscuity was also extremely exciting.  I realized that a big part of me actually wants the entire world to know that I'm a hotwife.  And I'm not going to lie, the little scene at the bar with WPG had made me extremely hot to be fucked. As we walked across the street to the hotel where he would soon have every bare inch of his beautiful cock buried inside of me, I could tell someone else was feeling empowered too. His grip on my waist was firm, and as we checked in he subtly alluded to the cute girl at the front desk that he was about to get laid.  His confident humor simultaneously made her smile and me blush.  "Room 435," she beamed at him as she slid the key card across the counter.  I'm certain that the hot little slut was trying to touch his hand in the process and her overt challenge to me made me want to rip her fucking head off.  But my animosity was short-lived.   By the time we reached the elevator bank, there was only one thing on my mind.  And it had nothing to do with the little bitch at the front desk. As soon as the elevator doors closed, his mouth was on mine. We only had three floors to climb, but it didnt matter. He wanted to know if my little married pussy was already wet for him, so I let him unbutton my shorts and feel for himself. His grin went ear to ear when he hit the mark and found out that he had himself a little bitch who was in serious heat to be fucked. He sent me home to my husband that day with two of his huge loads inside of me. And the first thing I did when I walked through the door was show hubby.