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 NSFW/Explicit  Female x Male  Erotica The Debt Owed

Discussion in 'Open Roleplays' started by RidleyOrion, Apr 2, 2019.

  1. RidleyOrion

    RidleyOrion Well-Known Member Member

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    Your husband has been quiet all day. Strange considering the invite from myself to attend a small gathering at my estate tonight.
    You're not sure who I am really. Just Mr Braga is all you've ever heard from your husband. Was I his friend, an associate or a superior, you have only the faintest of ideas.
    "Babe, are you almost ready?" He calls to you. He sits on the bed hands on his knees. In his black suit with white shirt and black necktie, he looked well dressed. He always did, taking pride in the fit and style if his clothes. As did you.
    He looks out the bedroom window and notices the black Mercedes pull up outside. "The car is here. Mr Braga sent a driver for us. Are you almost ready?" His voice strained with concern.
     
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  2. SluttySara

    SluttySara Wild Member Member

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    I was finishing up my lipstick when I heard him call out if I was almost ready, also learning a car had arrived to take us... well.. wherever this place was. I had tried to insist that the tight white dress and black knee high boots were far too risqué to wear to what I assumed was a business dinner, but my husband insisted it was perfect. I just assumed he was trying to impress his boss by showing me off. My vibrant red hair contrasted seductively with my fair, lightly tanned skin and the white dress, the steep heel of the boots propping my perky ass up even more.

    “All set!” I called out as I walked from the bedroom through the hall and to the front door, giving him a little spin. “Are you sure this isn’t too much? I feel like it’s too much” I said as I chewed on my bottom lip. I felt sexy... but I certainly didn’t feel like I should be attending a dinner. A strip club, perhaps, or a bachelor party as the entertainment more like.

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  3. RidleyOrion

    RidleyOrion Well-Known Member Member

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    He swallows hard. It's the sound of a man unsure. "Um yeah babe. You look gorgeous as ever." His words not flowing well. They sound contrived or even afraid. He looks your body over. It's been a while since he's paid this much attention to you with his eyes. He loved you and definitely worshipped your body but his eyes are different today.

    "We should go. I, um, we shouldn't keep our host waiting." He gets up off the bed and offers his arm to you and makes ready to leave your house for my invitation.
     
  4. SluttySara

    SluttySara Wild Member Member

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    I could feel the way my husband was looking at me, always making me feel sexier. But tonight, something was different. He was saying I looked gorgeous, but his mind seemed... elsewhere.

    Anyhow, I took his arm as we walked outside to the luxurious car that was waiting. I slid into the backseat, feeling the soft, supple leather on my thighs as the engine purred and the driver held the door. I waited for my husband to slide in next to me, holding his hand as the car began moving.

    “Are you okay? You seem... weird... tonight. Are you nervous or something?” I was concerned, but couldn’t tell if I was just overreacting because I felt so exposed.
     
  5. RidleyOrion

    RidleyOrion Well-Known Member Member

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    He squeezes your hand, lacing his fingers tightly in between yours. "No, I'm good. It's going to be a good night. He's a very gracious man, wait till you meet him." He tries to convey excitement but it doesn't work. His eyes darting to either of the windows as the scenery flashes by.

    Once out of the city the car turns onto a gravel road. The stones pop and crackle under the tires. The driver slows and rolls to a stop. The estate is before you. 16022306071730.jpg
     
  6. SluttySara

    SluttySara Wild Member Member

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    I can sense something is wrong, but decide not to push it. We’ve always had a fairly open and honest marriage, at least as far as I was concerned. Instead I just decided to try and relax, to enjoy the drive in the gorgeous car.

    My eyes widened as the estate came into view. At first I expected us to drive on by, but then we turned in, past the gate and up to the front door. The driver stepping out and coming to my side to open the door. I stepped out, inadvertently flashing the pink satin thong I wore under the dress. How else could I get out though?

    I stood just outside the car, waiting on my husband. “Who is this guy? I’ve never seen a home so beautiful!”
     
  7. RidleyOrion

    RidleyOrion Well-Known Member Member

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    I'm standing at the doorway waiting. Outstretched arms with a bottle of champagne in my left hand I greet the both of you as you walk up to me.

    "Welcome! Welcome! Steven I'm so glad you are here!" My eyes catch yours and I forget about your husband. I quickly move past his offered handshake and take your hand and draw it up to my lips. "And who is this stunning woman? Is she your wife Steven? Impossible." I chuckle and kiss the back of your hand.

    Letting your hand gracefully drop I catch an eyeful of you. Your entire body. "I don't blame you Steven, if she was mine I'd keep her hidden from all the world too." I step back and quickly offer an apology. "Where are my manners, I'm Rui Braga. Your husband I know... perhaps too well." I laugh and your husband joins in nervously. "But it is my impending pleasure to know your name."
     
  8. RidleyOrion

    RidleyOrion Well-Known Member Member

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    Rui Braga, also known as Mr Braga. Aged 40.
     
  9. SluttySara

    SluttySara Wild Member Member

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    I saw you standing atop the stairs with champagne, dressed in a fine suit as I approached with Steven. I saw my husband reach out a seemingly shaky hand, only to be brushed past as mine was taken and brought up to soft lips. I blushed as you rained down the compliments, awkwardly staring at my husband as a man showered me with such words.

    I’m not given much more information on how you know my husband aside from a small inside joke it seems. He appears even more on edge now, a nervous laugh at a comment on how you know each other well. I twiddle a finger into a lock of my red hair as you ask my name, a nervous tick I’ve always had over the years.

    “My name is Sabrina, Mr. Braga” I say softly, flashing a smile. “Your home is gorgeous. I’ve never seen such a place. I wonder why Steven has never brought me before” I said with a teasing little voice.
     
  10. RidleyOrion

    RidleyOrion Well-Known Member Member

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    "Well, I've never invited him before but if I'd known that I had chance to have your presence make my home more beautiful than it is, I would've invited him a long time ago Sabrina. May I?" I offer my arm to you and lead us inside. Steven is left a little befuddled as I whisk you away. He raises a hand to the back of his head and runs his fingers in his hair confused. Quickly he half heartedly smiles and follows us, taking a few quick steps to catch us.

    We make our way through the expansive house. Rooms upon rooms all luxuriously furnished. Stone,beam and hardwood or stone tile floors. Your boots echoing a rhythm as we walk. Click, clack, click, clack.... it is a sound I do enjoy.

    We make our way to my office. A large room dominated by an oaken desk sitting center in front of a large window overlooking the pool. Shelves of books line the other walls with various paintings in between. Two leather couches face each other in the middle of the room. I lead you and your husband to one couch and I sink into the other across from you. I'm smiling ear to ear.
     

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