When I was a younger man I used to look forward to the festive season as it was usually a good time to pull. Sadly as married 41 year old man I find I can look but not touch at ladies when I am on a night out. However this all changed a couple of weeks ago. I had been out with a few friends for drinks. Annoyingly this was my turn to be designated driver so I was drinking lemonade whilst my mates got pissed. As they are all married like me they couldn't stay out all night as they had "family related" activities the next day. So the last one was dropped off at about 11:30pm. I felt a bit hungry so I stopped off for a kebab. I nipped to the cash point to grab some money and headed toward a fast food truck I knew of. As I walked up the street towards it I noticed a small group of women heading towards a local nightspot. As they were a little worse for wear I was almost about level with them when the hindmost of them turned to round, held up her hand and said "High Five!" Not wanting to seem like a spoilsport I slapped her hand with mine. I don't know what made me say it but I cheekily said "Christmas Kiss?" The woman lunged forward and kissed me passionately for what felt like ages. "Come on Katie!" Shouted one of her friends. She turned to go but stopped and turned back. "Why don't you come with us?" she asked playfully. Every part of me said no but some reason I blurted out "Oh ok" rather nervously. I linked my arm through hers and we headed off to the club. "I'm Rob. I guess you are Katie?" I said. "Yeah I am pleased to meet ya," she responded. We approached the club and I felt like the oldest swinger in town that night. The queue was made up of girls in skimpy short dresses and lads who were doing their best to show off for them. Being married I knew that whatever happened I would end up in bed with a woman tonight not even thinking that the festive snog was anything more than a a bit of fun. After a surprisingly short wait we got into the club. The music was loud and not really my scene but Katie asked if I wanted a drink. I was a bit surprised at her offer of a drink but I rather meekly said "Lemonade please" with a embarrassed shrug of my shoulders. She looked strangely at me. "I'm driving you see," I said realising I looked like a loser. "Brilliant! You can save me the money of a cab home," She said excitedly. I felt a bit miffed. Having ditched my mates back home she had now snagged me as her chauffeur for the night. I was quite surprised when she didn't disappear to the dance floor with her mates and instead sat chatting with me in one of the quieter parts of the club. I found out her name was Katie (I already knew but listened all the same) she was 27 and worked in a local call centre. She had dark long hair down to her shoulders and although she was no super model she was still very attractive. She drained her drink and I suggested that the next round was on me. "That's not fair on you. You're on soft drinks!" she replied. "I don't mind. It's all good," I said winking at her. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" she said smiling back at me. "I think you are most of the way there," I replied. "Go on. Surprise me!" she said. I headed to the bar thinking "What the hell am I doing?" I turned to look back at her and she gave me a cute little wave. Either this girl was intent on rinsing me for the night or I was in for some sort of fun with her. I ordered her a bottle of bubbly white wine in an Ice bucket, Her eyes shot out when she saw me walking back with this. "Is that for me?" she squealed excitedly. and planted a big kiss on my cheek. At that point I didn't care if she just wanted a lift home this would be going straight into the wank bank ;-) We chatted as she made very short work of her drink. Feeling a little brave I placed my hand on her leg and leaned in to kiss her. She placed her hand on my arm and we began to kiss. Gently at first for what felt like about five minutes but was really much less time. I moved my hand with the intention of it sliding up her blue glittery dress but I chicken out and moved it to her waist. We moved closer and the kissing became more passionate. After a while I plucked up the courage to slide my hand up her dress and onto her ass. There was a moment where I hoped she had stockings on the reality was that she had tights on. As we stopped kissing for a moment she said "I think I'd like to go home now." My heart raced as we walked hand in hand to the exit. We passed one of her friends on the way out and stopped as they said goodbye. The car wasn't far but we still found an opportunity share a long passionate embrace in a shop doorway. My hands were all over her firm rounded ass and she wasn't holding back either with her hands turning up in places that only my wife had been in the last 12 years. I suddenly felt very guilty. "I'm married!" I blurted out. "So?" was her response. A group of people walked past and snapped us back to reality. She took my right hand and gently stroked my wedding band. "I don't kiss and tell," she whispered into my ear. We walked back to the car without barely speaking a word. We set of and she directed me back to her house. I parked up outside and she said "You're coming in for coffee," she said winking cheekily. We were barely through the door when she pulled me upstairs to her bedroom. I was under spell as she pushed me back onto her bed. "Clothes off now!"She said sternly. I felt nervous. "Don't worry. I am not into that 50 shades shit," she continued. Eagerly I obeyed her request and stripped down to my black boxers. She reached round the back of her shimmering sparkly blue dress and gently pulled the zip down with one hand as she held her shiny dark hair with the other. She let her hair drop and she slowly let the dress fall off he toned sexy body. "I bet she works out," I though to myself not wanting ruin the moment. She reached to her back and released the black lace bra which fell, like the dress seductively to the floor. Slowly she sank to her knees and moved so her head was level with my penis. Her fingers slipped inside the waistband of my boxers and gently pulled them down. My erect cock released gently rose to her face. She kissed it gently on the tip and began to kiss the shaft all the way down to my balls. This was it. Without really trying I had gone from loyal loving to unfaithful in less than one evening. Surely if I stopped now it wouldn't be cheating. Before I had a chance to change my mind she opened her mouth and began to suck the tip of my penis. No going back now. She eagerly performed oral sex taking my hard stiff cock deep into her mouth. She continued to greedily pleasure me for about 5 minutes sometimes sucking slowly and gently. Sometimes deep and hard but always making me smile joyously. She slowly stopped, looked up at me and winked "Your turn to return the favour." She climbed onto the bed and lay back as I quickly positioned myself between her legs. I pulled her tights and black lace knickers down and off her long toned legs. I threw them to one side a move my head towards he neatly trimmed bush. I lifted her legs and pulled her pussy towards my mouth. I began to kiss and lick her hot moist pussy. I knew I was doing something right by the sounds she was making. I kissed her inner thighs in between periods of cunnilingus. She kept slapping her palms on the bed and moaning contentedly. "Oh god this is soooo good!" she said excitedly. I was loving it to. My wife rarely let me do this to her much to my disappointment. I was pleased to get an opportunity to perform such an intimate act. A small nagging thought at the back of my mind thought "I could stop now and leave, It would be cheating." I slowly started to kiss her firm sexy body stopping to gently tease her erect nipples for a few moments. Slowly my eyes met hers and we kissed gently as if we were had been lovers for a long time. Then as my penis brushed the her wet pussy lips I realised I had no condom. "Shit!" I said as I nuzzled into her soft neck. "What's wrong?" she asked. "I don't suppose you have a condom do you?" I asked sheepishly. "Just fuck me!" came her response. I paused for a second as I guided my rock hard erection into her warm wet pussy. I slowly pushed it in as far as I could go. She gave a little whimper of joy as I did. Slowly I began to build up the pace always gently but with my hands on her waist. I began to pull her harder onto me. Every time she gave a little cry of joy. "Oh god! I'm cumming." she cried as she built up to a large loud orgasm. She arched her back as I continued to fuck her hard. I was like a man possessed. She struggled for breath as the pleasure of the climax swept over her. I knew I was not far behind her in cumming. "Katie! I'm cumming too," I cried excitedly. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her. I was deep inside her when seed shot deep inside her. I gave out a short sharp shout grunt of pleasure as the last of sperm filled her pussy. We sank together onto the bed below. I realised that I had not only cheated but I din't even know if this woman was using protection. As I got my breath back I asked "Are you on the pill?" There was a pause. "Yes. But it doesn't always work," she giggled. I didn't know how to take that. "You'd better go back to your wife," she said in a very straightforward way. "She might be the suspicious type for all I know." I quickly composed myself and grabbed my clothes. As I dressed she reached to her bedside cabinet and wrote something on a piece of paper. "If you want to meet for coffee to talk about tonight call me. If not don't worry, I'll get over it." she said. I leaned over and kissed her lips. "I might take you up on that," I replied. As I drove home I thought about the evening and what I was going to say to my wife. I slept on the sofa that night fearful that she would smell the aroma of sex on me. Part of me want's to forget the night with Katie. But part of me want more of her. Should I call her?