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His wet lips left a trail of kisses along your neck, and while you were enjoying it your mind kept wandering elsewhere. It felt wrong, even though it wasn’t. His hand went under your dress, and he caressed your leg until he felt your pantie lines. He played with the waistband of your panties and when he tried to pull it down, you stopped him.
You pushed away the man you had just met that night. He was a complete stranger. He was attractive, you could say that but you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything. It just felt too wrong.
The man looked at you in utter confusion. You took a good look at him. He’d definitely be the type of guy you would crush on in high school. He had messy white hair and blue eyes. And he was taller than most people.
“I’m sorry, I need a moment.” You told him as you stood up from the bed. You grabbed your phone, which was placed on the nightstand. You pointed at a door that was in the bedroom, before turning your head to look at him, “Is that the bathroom?”
“Yes.” He responded, which made you open the door and lock yourself in. You took a deep breath as you looked in the mirror. You had gotten all dressed up for a date, something that hadn’t happened in years.
“How did I get here?” You asked yourself as you looked down at your wedding ring, which made you remember the conversation you had a week ago with your husband.
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“Hey, how was work?” You greeted your husband, who looked exhausted. It wasn’t rare, he worked long hours. You were in the kitchen, preparing some dinner for the both of you. He loosened his tie as he walked over to the fridge to grab a beer.
“Tiring.” He responded as he opened the bottle. He took a sip before walking to the living room to sit down on the couch. You were a bit annoyed at the fact that he didn’t even bother to hug you. He didn’t say anything else as he turned on the TV. You had hoped that he would ask about your workday, but he didn’t seem to be all that interested.
You always hoped you wouldn’t end up as one of those couples that are displayed on the TV; that their romance dies the moment they end up married. But here you were. You didn’t know what went wrong but the whole relationship wasn’t right. You had lost the passion in your marriage, but you had no intentions of leaving any time soon.
You walked to the living room and sat down next to him, as the food finished cooking. He was watching some scary movie. You both sat in silence as your eyes focused on the TV. You had no idea how it ended up like this, but you made no comment on it. Whenever you did he would always answer “everything is fine, I don’t know what you mean.”
When the ads came on he muted the TV, before turning his attention to you. He set his bottle down on the coaster that was on the coffee table. You looked at him and gave him a smile. As the years went by, you noticed little changes. You were both still young, but he somehow was aging faster; or he wasn’t looking like the man you had fallen in love with.
Hikari used to be your dream man. He was always looking out for you, making sure everything was alright; during college he would make sure you had eaten your three meals, make sure you had bathed and were getting enough sleep. He was romantic too, always taking you on great dates even though your budget used to be small. He wasn’t a man people would usually gawk at since he was average looking, but he was very attractive in your eyes. Or well, he used to be.
“Y/N… you know I love you dearly.” He began, which made you furrow your eyebrows. You knew there was a but coming up. You didn’t say anything, and patiently waited for him to speak again. He looked away, too scared to look you in the eye. A minute felt like an eternity as you waited for him to speak up. “But it’s boring between us.”
“How can we fix that? Maybe we should go out on the weekend.” You were quick to suggest, hoping that your idea could magically solve everything. He was quick to sigh and shake his head. “How about a short trip, we have the funds!”
“No, a date or a trip won’t solve it!” He raised his voice, and you weren’t even sure why he got so upset. He sighed again, before pinching the bridge of his nose. “Sorry, I’ve had a long day at work.”
“Okay… Then what do you suggest?” You asked, hoping that he had a better idea that wasn’t a divorce.
“An open relationship.” He answered, which made your heart drop. You raised your eyebrows as you stared at him.
“No.” You were quick to say. “Open relationships are just a shitty excuse for cheating. We’re not doing that.”
“Hear me out! This is just a way for the both of us to meet new people while we’re both together. I’m not going to stop loving you, or anything I just think it’ll be a great idea.” He began, which made you madder. “We can talk to each other about the wild dates we had, and such. It’ll be a great experience!”
“Are you cheating on me?” You questioned, which made his eyes widen.
“No! I’m just thinking an open relationship will somehow make us workout better so we don’t get bored of each other.” He explained, which made you cross your arms and turn your head so you didn’t have to look at him.
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And for some dumb reason you ended up giving in. Which led you to download a dating app. You matched with some guy named Satoru Gojo, and you had a date in some expensive restaurant he picked.
You had dressed up, and it didn’t even make your husband bat an eye as you wore an expensive perfume you only wore on date nights; you had hoped he would realize his mistakes as he heard you heels clicking against the floor, but nothing. He couldn’t care less which pissed you off.
You sat at the restaurant, drinking some water as you waited for your date to show up. You felt as if you had been waiting there a while, and maybe it was just because you had shown up a bit early. When you checked the time, you noticed that he was the one running late.
You sighed and decided to look at the menu. It was a bad habit of yours to first look at the prices. It was an expensive restaurant, you knew that but you didn’t expect it to be so pricey. This was the type of place you could only afford to go once a year.
Your eyes searched for the least expensive item, which you couldn’t find. You sighed before setting the menu down on the table. You looked around the place a bit to find all different kinds of people; people that looked rich enough to buy your entire existence. You failed to notice a tall man approach your table, and when he cleared his throat you were startled.
“Sorry, I was a bit distracted.” You apologized as you turned your face to meet the man. You stood up to extend your hand for him to shake. He looked down at it a bit confused, but he still shook it. “I’m Y/N, pleased to meet you.”
“I’m Satoru.” He smiled before taking a seat, which made you follow his lead. He called over the waiter and ordered a soft drink, while you studied his face. He certainly was your type, which is why you swiped right on him. When the waiter left, he turned his head to look at you.
“So…” He began, which made you straighten your posture. You smiled as he looked you over. “I do have to say, Y/N, your pictures looked beautiful but you look even more gorgeous in person.”
“Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself.” You responded as your face got warm. It was weird to accept compliments from a person who wasn't your husband.
“Sorry about being late, I ran into some traffic on the way here.” He apologized.
“Oh, it’s fine. I didn’t mind waiting.” You gave him a tiny smile.
“No, it’s absolutely rude on my part.” He replied as he opened the menu. He began browsing through to find what he found most appetizing. You opened the menu as well, this time determined to find the cheapest item on the menu. He spoke again, as his eyes focused on the menu, “Dinner’s on me.”
“Oh, I can pay for my half.” You reassured him, even though you so desperately wanted him to pay.
“I know that you can pay for your half, but I want to pay.” He responded. You weren’t going to argue about it anymore, so you just gave in. You continued looking through, and instead of looking for the cheapest item you looked for something you found appetizing.
When you both had decided, he called the waiter over to put in your orders. After they were written down, he turned his attention to you. He grinned.
“So tell me more about you, Y/N? What do you do?” He asked.
“I’m a private investigator, how about you?” You answered.
“I’m a professor.” He shared. You took your left hand to grab your glass of water and take a sip of your drink, which he noticed a tiny diamond shine. He noticed an engagement ring and a wedding one, or at least he assumed those were what the rings signified.
“Are you married?” He asked with no hesitation. He didn’t like when things were kept from him. You coughed, choking on your water but you were quick to compose yourself.
“I am.” You revealed, looking down at the table in shame. You had forgotten to take your rings off, and you weren’t planning on doing it anytime soon.
“Why are you cheating on your partner?” He was quick to question. He wasn’t going to judge, since it wasn’t the first time a married woman had come to him.
“It’s technically not cheating. He suggested an open relationship and here I am.” You explained which made him nod.
“That makes sense, sorry for assuming you were cheating on your partner.” He said, and you assured him it was fine. “If you don’t mind me asking… Were you hesitant or did you agree right away?”
“Well… I’m certainly not the happiest about everything, but whatever makes him happy.” You shared, which made him raise his eyebrow. He had a few things in mind, but they weren’t things you should tell a stranger so he stayed quiet.
“Anyways… Tell me more about you, Y/N.” He changed the topic, getting a clear hint that you didn’t really wish to speak about your relationship with your husband. It was a weird topic to talk about, especially while on a date.
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All those events led you to his bathroom, where you debated what you should do. During the whole date he seemed so kind. He was the type of guy anyone could get along with. You didn’t want to look pathetic in his eyes, but you probably did.
You grabbed your phone and called your husband, since you wanted to check up on him. The phone rang and rang, and he didn’t pick up. You set the phone down on the sink’s counter to look at your messed up lipstick. Your date was a great kisser, you could for sure share that with your husband.
Hikari
I’m with a girl
Can’t answer rn
Sorry
You didn’t know why but that made you mad. You were doing the same thing, you were on a date with a man. But he didn’t even bother, you could’ve had an emergency or something along those lines. He had been going on dates all week long too. He had forgotten about your existence.
You sighed before walking out of the bathroom. Gojo sat on the bed, scrolling through his phone but he turned it off when he noticed you. You sat down on the edge of his bed deciding on what to do.
“I’m sorry…” You began, and he was quick to go to your side to sit next to you.
“It’s fine if you don’t want to have sex. I don’t expect you to.” He was quick to assure you.
“I know but I do want to have sex with you, but it just feels wrong. I’ve been married with my jackass husband for three years and we have been together for like ten years. It just feels wrong to have sex with someone else so suddenly.” You shared, and he listened. He ran his hand up and down your back before coming up with an idea.
“We don’t have to have sex but if you want to try something else, I have an idea….” He suggested, and you raised your eyebrow.
“Like what?” You tilted your head.
“Take off your dress and lay down on the bed.” He ordered, and you asked yourself what you wanted to do, before standing up to do that. When you were left with your underwear, you laid down on his bed, laying your head against one of his many pillows.
You watched him stand up, and carefully unbutton his shirt. You bit your bottom lip as you watched his shirt fall to the floor. He didn’t bother taking his time before unbuckling his belt and letting his pants fall to the floor.
He got on his bed, kneeling down in front of you as he got a good look at the view. You looked down to look at the tent in his boxers, which for some reason made you feel proud of yourself.
“Touch yourself.” He leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Show me how you please yourself.”
You took a second before bringing two fingers up to your mouth and getting them wet enough with your saliva while your other hand pushed your panties to the side. He watched intently as your fingers went down to slowly rub your clit.
He pulled down his boxers, revealing his cock. He certainly was gifted in many ways. He took his cock into his hand, and swiped his thumb over the precum before slowly fucking his fist. You would be lying if you said that it wasn’t a nice sight to see.
You moved your fingers down and entered both of them into your cunt, which made you let out a breathy moan. You moved your fingers slowly, and he matched your pace. His eyes watched your every move.
You let out low moans as you curved your fingers to touch your g-spot, while your other hand went up to push your bra to the side and pinch your nipple. He licked his lips, so tempted to touch you.
He continued stroking his cock at the sight of you, hands to himself. He brought his lips down to meet yours in a short kiss; you had been kissing earlier so he thought it was okay for him to do so. When he pulled away, you grabbed your free hand to bring him back down.
He felt the vibrations of your moans as they left your mouth, which was enjoyable. He let his tongue wander around before pressing it against yours. You played with his hair a bit before letting go of his head. He pulled away and focused his eyes on you again.
This was a new experience for you; not only the whole open relationship thing but also the fact that you were playing with yourself as someone else watched. It was nice, that’s all you could say.
You noticed his free hand, and you grabbed it, moving it down to your clit. He didn’t need instruction before he started playing with it.
Your moans got louder and louder as your orgasm approached. He groaned as he watched your fingers move faster, nearly reaching his end as well.
You closed your eyes and your body spasmed as you came around your fingers, you took them out, and he was quick to grab them to lick them off. He continued pleasing himself, while his tongue swirled around your fingers.
You felt his moans vibrate on your fingers as he finished, his hot cum landing on your lower abdomen. He took your fingers out of his mouth before adjusting his underwear and getting off the bed to look for a towel.
You sat up and wondered what were you supposed to do? Usually after sex one would spend the night but that exactly wasn’t sex.
He came back with the towel, and he handed it to you so you could clean yourself off.
“Uh… Am I supposed to leave?” You asked him, and he shrugged as he sat down on the bed.
“Do whatever you’d prefer, beauty.” He answered. You decided to get off the bed and grab your dress. You didn’t want to sleep in your underwear or naked next to a guy you had just met, which was ironic. He watched as you attempted to zip up your dress. He stood up to help you.
“Do you want to meet up again?” He asked a question that he never thought he would ask. He didn’t know why, but he was intrigued. Was it because of your current standing in your relationship? He had never met a woman who was in an open relationship so he was curious. Especially since you weren’t clearly happy about the whole thing, but still were doing it.
“Sure. You have my number, so just text me whenever and I’ll tell you if I’m available.” You responded. You smiled at him before grabbing your phone and your purse. You headed towards the front door, and he followed. You waved at him, “I’ll see ya, then.”