Always remember your anniversary

Laura's lips curled into a tight smile as she glanced at James, who was too busy chatting with Jason to notice the icy daggers in her eyes. Her fingers toyed with the rim of her glass, the cool condensation a stark contrast to the simmering anger inside her. She wore a daring, low-cut red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating every sultry inch of her figure. The hemline barely grazed mid-thigh, and a slit on one side revealed more than a hint of her ass.

She shifted slightly in her seat, feeling the appreciative gaze of Liam beside her. He towered over everyone else at the table, his muscular frame filling out his shirt in a way that made heads turn. Laura caught his eye and gave him a coy smile.

"Having fun?" she asked, leaning in just enough to give him a tantalizing view down her dress.

Liam's eyes sparkled with interest. "It's getting better by the minute," he replied, his voice deep and smooth.

Kim, who sat next to Jason, nudged Mark and Bella as she noticed the exchange. They shared knowing looks but said nothing, preferring to watch how things would unfold.

James remained oblivious, laughing loudly at some joke Jason had made. Laura's smile tightened further. She lifted her glass and took a slow sip, feeling Liam's gaze on her lips as she did so.

"Tell me more about yourself," Laura purred, shifting closer to Liam. The fabric of her dress slid up another inch on her thigh.

Liam's grin widened. "Well, I'm new in town," he began, clearly enjoying the attention. "Just moved here for work."

"Interesting," Laura replied, letting her fingers brush against his arm casually. "What kind of work do you do?"

"I'm in construction," Liam said proudly. "Lots of heavy lifting."

Laura's eyes roamed over his biceps as he spoke. "I can tell," she murmured appreciatively.

Across the table, Kim couldn't contain herself any longer and leaned in toward James. "Hey, James! Looks like Laura and Liam are hitting it off."

James finally looked over, his brow furrowing slightly as he saw Laura laughing at something Liam had said. She met James' gaze with an innocent smile before turning back to Liam.

"So," Laura continued smoothly, ignoring James' puzzled expression, "do you work out often?"

"Every day," Liam answered with a wink.

"Impressive," Laura said, letting her hand rest lightly on his forearm.

James watched the exchange silently, finally beginning to sense something was amiss. But before he could react further, Mark raised his glass and called for another round of drinks.

Laura's revenge had only just begun.

James had forgotten their anniversary, again. It was a pattern that Laura was all too familiar with. She knew he didn't mean to be forgetful, but the hurt was still there, lingering like a bitter aftertaste. So, when Liam had approached her at the bar, she saw an opportunity for a sweet, temporary revenge.

"To new friends and good times!" Mark exclaimed, raising his glass.

The others echoed his toast, clinking their glasses together. Laura joined in, all while her free hand slid under the table and found Liam's thigh. She slowly traced her fingernails along his leg, enjoying the subtle tension that rippled through his body.

As the conversation continued around them, Laura's hand crept higher, teasingly stroking the outline of Liam's cock through his pants. She relished the feel of his growing bulge, knowing James was completely oblivious to what was happening right under his nose.

Liam shifted slightly in his seat, a mixture of surprise and anticipation on his face. Laura winked at him conspiratorially, her fingers gripping his hardening length. She slowly began to rub him through his trousers, savoring the feel of his thick cock in her hand.

"So, James," Laura said sweetly, turning to her boyfriend with an innocent smile. "We should start planning our upcoming holiday, don't you think?"

James nodded, taking a sip from his drink. "Yeah, definitely. We should look into booking flights soon."

All the while, Laura's hand continued its massage, slowly working its way beneath Liam's trousers to free his cock. She stroked him gently, feeling his length grow in her hand. Liam bit his lip, trying to remain calm as he listened to Laura's casual conversation with James.

"Oh, I can't wait to get away," Laura purred, her thumb gently brushing the sensitive head of Liam's cock. "It'll be so nice to relax and spend some quality time together."

James smiled warmly at her, completely unaware of the erotic touch Laura was bestowing on Liam. "I know, babe. We deserve it."

"Mmm, we certainly do," Laura agreed, her voice catching slightly as she quickened her strokes. "Maybe we can find some fun activities to try while we're there."

Beneath the table, Liam's body tensed as Laura's hand moved faster. He struggled to keep his composure, his breath quickening as Laura's fingers worked their magic.

James reached across the table and took Laura's free hand, his thumb brushing her knuckles tenderly. "Laura, I love you," he said, his voice earnest.

Laura's heart skipped a beat, but she maintained her composure. "I love you too, James," she replied smoothly. Her hand under the table quickened its pace, fingers deftly working Liam's cock as she continued to gaze into James' eyes.

Liam's breathing grew ragged, and he gripped the edge of the table. Laura could feel the tension building in him, the moment of release drawing near.

James squeezed her hand. "You mean everything to me," he said softly. "I know I mess up sometimes, but I promise to always make it up to you."

Laura's smile was tight, almost forced. She increased her pace on Liam's cock, feeling his muscles tense and his breath hitch. "I appreciate that, James," she replied, her voice smooth and steady despite the intense action happening under the table.

Liam couldn't hold back any longer. With a muffled groan, he came, his cock pulsing in Laura's hand as she stroked him through his orgasm. She felt the warm rush of cum coat her fingers and continued to pump him gently, drawing out every last drop.

Jason leaned in closer to Laura, unaware of what had just transpired beneath the table. "You know," he began earnestly, "you're truly amazing, Laura. I've always admired how you handle everything with such grace and confidence."

Laura turned her attention to Jason, still pumping Liam slowly under the table as he caught his breath. "Thank you, Jason," she said with a genuine smile. "That means a lot."

"I mean it," Jason insisted. "You're incredible in so many ways."

Laura's eyes sparkled as she released Liam's spent cock and brought her hand back up to rest on the table. She wiped it discreetly with a napkin before taking another sip from her glass.

James squeezed her hand again, completely oblivious to what had just happened. "I'm so lucky to have you," he said warmly.

Laura smiled back at him, a sense of satisfaction washing over her. "And I'm lucky to have you too," she replied smoothly.

Laura looked up at Mark, who was deep in conversation with Bella. She stood, smoothing her dress. "Mark, want to go outside for a vape?"

Mark glanced at Bella before nodding. "Sure."

As they got up, Laura turned to Jason. "Hey, can you look for flights to Italy? I've always wanted to go."

Jason grinned. "Sounds perfect. I got a big bonus this month, so let's make it happen."

"Great," Laura said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before heading out.

Outside, the cool night air greeted her as she spotted Mark already sitting on the wooden bench in the deserted smoking area. She walked over, her heels clicking against the pavement. Without a word, she grabbed his hand and guided it up her skirt.

Mark choked on his vape. "Laura—"

"Can you be a good boy and keep a secret?" Her voice was a sultry whisper.

Mark's eyes widened, but he nodded.

Laura slid under the bench's table, her fingers deftly working at Mark's jeans. "How badly have you wanted this these past four years?" she asked, freeing his cock.

"So badly," Mark groaned. "But you're dating Jason—"

"What Jason doesn't know won't hurt him," Laura replied, her breath warm against his skin.

Laura's lips curved into a mischievous smile as she ran her tongue along her fingers, tasting the saltiness of Liam's cum still lingering on them. She leaned in close to Mark, her breath tickling the sensitive head of his cock.

"Mmm, I've wanted this for so long," she murmured, her warm breath sending shivers down his body.

Mark let out a soft groan as Laura's tongue flicked out, teasing the tip of his cock. She took her time, drawing out the anticipation. Her tongue swirled and danced, tracing the contour of his head before dipping into the slit to taste the bead of pre-cum that had formed.

Laura hummed softly, savoring the musky flavor on her tongue. Her fingers gently caressed his shaft, stroking him slowly as she took her time to enjoy the moment. With deliberate slowness, she lowered her mouth over his cock, moaning softly as she took him inch by inch.

Mark's eyes rolled back in pleasure as Laura's hot mouth enveloped him. Her lips slid down his length, her hand guiding her movements as she took more of him with each stroke. The warmth and wetness of her mouth sent tingles through his body, and he had to grip the edge of the table tightly to steady himself.

Laura's expertise was evident in her technique—a slow, torturous rhythm that had Mark squirming. She hollowed her cheeks, suction pulling along the veins of his cock as she bobbed her head. Her tongue swirled and teased, exploring every inch of his length as she sucked him deeply.

The sound of her sucking filled the air, a symphony of wet, sloppy noises that only added to the eroticism of the moment. Strings of saliva connected her lips to his cock as she pulled back, only to dive back down and take him even deeper. Her free hand caressed his balls, massaging them gently as her mouth worked its magic.

Mark's hips bucked gently, trying to thrust deeper into Laura's mouth. But she was in control, dictating the pace and depth of their erotic dance. She swirled her tongue along the underside of his shaft, her hand sliding up to grip the base of his cock tightly.

Laura hummed softly, vibrations coursing through Mark's body as she continued her oral assault. Her lips glistened with saliva, her makeup smudging slightly from the exertion. But she didn't care—she was in her element, savoring the power she held over him.

Mark's breath quickened as Laura's expert mouth drove him closer to the edge. His body tensed, every nerve ending alive with pleasure as he neared his climax. Laura sensed his impending release and redoubled her efforts, her tongue flat against the underside of his shaft as she bobbed her head feverishly.

Mark's breath hitched, his hips bucking as Laura's relentless sucking pushed him to the brink. His cock twitched, signaling his imminent release. Laura felt the pulse and tightened her lips around him, sucking harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she worked him with feverish intensity.

With a strangled groan, Mark's body tensed. Hot jets of cum erupted into Laura's mouth, rope after thick rope coating her tongue. She giggled around his cock, the vibration adding another layer of sensation to his already heightened pleasure.

Mark's hands clenched the edge of the bench, knuckles white as he rode out his orgasm. Laura didn't miss a beat. She swallowed every drop, her throat working to take in all he had to offer. Her giggles turned into soft hums of satisfaction, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she continued to milk him dry.

As Mark's spasms subsided, Laura gave one final, gentle suck before releasing him with a wet pop. She wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand and stood up, adjusting her dress.

"Not a single word," she whispered, leaning in close enough for him to feel her breath against his ear.

Mark laughed softly, still reeling from the intensity of his orgasm. "I promise," he replied, voice husky with lingering pleasure.

Laura smirked and gave him a playful wink before turning on her heel and sauntering back inside, leaving Mark to catch his breath and gather his wits.

Inside, the air buzzed with chatter and laughter. Laura glided back to the table, her confidence unshaken, her mission far from over. She stood behind Jason, placing her hands gently on his shoulders.

"Hey," she murmured, leaning over him. He turned his head, meeting her lips in a long, passionate kiss. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, dancing with his in a slow, sensual rhythm.

When they finally broke apart, Jason's brow furrowed slightly. "That tastes... odd," he said, licking his lips. "I think you need a new e-liquid for your vape or something."

Suppressing a giggle, Laura straightened up and shrugged casually. "Yeah, maybe," she replied, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Jason smiled up at her, oblivious to the true source of the taste. "By the way," he said, excitement creeping into his voice, "I booked the flights to Italy."

"Perfect," Laura purred, leaning down to give him another quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll look at hotels tomorrow."

Jason beamed at her, clearly pleased with himself. "I can't wait," he said warmly.

Laura's smile widened as she squeezed his shoulder gently. "Me neither," she replied softly.