Under the mistletoe

We had our yearly holiday party at our house with a couple dozen friends. It was mostly my husbands' friends and their spouses and kids, but a few of my friends were there too. We were all drinking pretty heavily and having a good time, when one of my husband's friends asked me if I'd kiss him under the mistletoe that we had in the entry way. It seemed funny and innocent enough. I said "if it is ok with your wife, sure." His wife said she didn't mind, and that maybe she could steal a holiday kiss from my husband later, so we went into the other room with the mistletoe.

I puckered up, expecting a quick peck on the lips and that would be it, but he gave me the kind of kiss that is only appropriate for his wife. It was a holy fuck moment, but it was nice, and I opened my mouth to touch tongues. Then his hands moved up and cupped my tits through my blouse and I put my hands over his, unsure of whether to remove them or let him continue. I chose the latter. We kissed for about a minute and it was a major dopamine hit. I felt dizzy and flushed.

I laughed and told him "well that was inappropriate" and that we needed to get back to the others, and we did. The rest of the night he was giving me "the look" and tbh I was flattered that he was attracted to me. I won't go further, but kissing someone like that ignites dirty thoughts in one's head. I love my husband, but now I can't stop thinking of screwing my husband's married friend. I know he wants to also.

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