MY SECRET AFFAIR
I don't know if this will be worth reading, but it is absolutely
a true story. It is also something I have never told another
living soul. In 1989 I was 21 years old and had been married for two years,
my husband and I didn't have kids yet, we were just getting
started in our still relatively new marriage. I usually
got home from work later than my husband, which is probably
what helped me from getting caught. My husband was the only man I
had ever been with, and I guess
being so young I didn't have a whole lot of experience with
sex. I had been working at my new job for about 3 months, still
learning the ropes. That's when I first met Mike. Mike wasn't
anyone high up
the ladder or anything like that, he was just another employee
doing the same job I was supposed to be doing, but he had been
there a lot longer than I had. He was very helpful with questions
that I had, and he even offered to stay late and help me catch
up when I got behind. He was also older than I was, I think
he was 33 or 34, married, and he had two kids I think. I guess
even after two years, our marriage got into the everyday
routine, and became somewhat boring, which I think was
what made me allow mike to flirt and say things that could
be inappropriate. I enjoyed the attention and started
looking forward to working late. This went on for several
months, we were working late at least one day every week
sometimes twice. We talked about our families and our dreams
and a few problems we had, but after awhile the conversations
turned into sex, and it seemed like every time we worked
late, the conversation was more and more about sex. I found
myself enjoying the sex talk, it always seemed to turn me
on, and when I came home later, my husband would get his brains
fucked out. I imagined what it would be like, having sex
with mike, he seemed so experienced and I figured he would
be very good at it. I had always thought that he wanted to
fuck me, until one night we were talking, and the sex topic
came up, as usual, and he just plainly stated, "I would love
to fuck you" this surprised me, but really got me hot. Then
he leaned over and as he put his hand on my leg, began to kiss
me. Softly at first but became more passionate. I could
feel the heat rising in my panties, he cupped my breast and
started caressing them while he gently pinched my nipples,
I had never had this done before, but "damn" it felt great.
He unbuttoned my shorts and was trying to get his hand down
the front of my shorts, when the phone rang. After about
six rings, I stood up and answered it. It was my husband,
"OH SHIT" I thought. He said he was calling to see if it would
be alright to go to his cousin's house and talk to him about
starting a new business, I don't recall what is was. I told
him that it would be ok, then he asked if I was getting a lot
done at work, I told him it was a slow process but it was coming
along. Just then Mike walked up behind me and slid his hands
around my waist, and then he started slowly grinding himself
into my ass. I was afraid he would speak, and my husband would
know that another man was there with me. My husband began
to explain all the things this new business involves. I
just stood there and listened as Mike was pulling down my
shorts and panties. I was so damn horny, I could feel my pussy
throbbing as Mike knelt down and began to kiss my ass checks
and rub up and down my legs. I could tell he was getting closer
and closer to my aching cunt, and I wanted him to get closer
but I also wanted him to stop. My husband went on and on about
his new plans, and mike went in and out of my pussy with his
tongue. All I could do was stand there with the phone to my
ear and listen to my husband's voice while another man buried
is tongue in my cunt. To this day I couldn't tell you what
the hell he said that night, but I basically agreed with
every word he said. My mind was totally on that hot tongue
that was tantalizing my pussy. Then To my pleasant surprize
Mike ran his tongue up over my asshole, which almost made
me scream in ecstasy. My knees buckled and I braced myself
over the desk where the phone was. I had never had my ass licked
before and I didn't know the pleasure it created. Mike stood
up and unzipped his pants he positioned his cock at my already
wet and throbbing pussy, I knew what was coming next. He
began to slowly push his hard cock up into my pussy. Right
from the start I could tell he was a little bigger than my
husband. He wasn't that much longer, that I could tell,
but he was definitely thicker, and it felt different than
what I was used to. It hurt a little at first because he was
going too fast. But I made him slow down until I could adjust
to his size. Mike had his hands cupped around my waist and
he was going deeper and deeper with every thrust. I remember
standing there, slightly bent over, holding onto the corner
of the desk, with my eyes closed and my mouth open. My jaws
were hurting because I was straining so hard to not make
any sound while I was on the phone. By this time Mike was pounding
me hard. So hard that the desk was moving a little. My husband
asked what that sound was, I told him I was tossing some old
books into a box, and luckily, he believed me. If you have
never tried fucking someone while you're on the phone,
and don't want the other person to know, let me tell you,
it's one of the hardest things I have ever done. But it was
also the most erotic thing I have ever done. He would go real
fast with a lot of short strokes, and then one, maybe two
long deep strokes, and then back to the short fast strokes.
I had never been fucked like this before and the fact that
Mike was spreading my pussy wider than it had ever been stretched.
And touching my insides with his cock that have never been
touched was driving me into uncontrollable bliss. Just
then Mike slowly pushed his hard cock deep up into my guts,
and it hurt like a bitch because I wasn't expecting it. As
I bit my lower lip I suddenly realized Mike was pumping my
hot cunt full of cum. I could feel his fat shaft pulse inside
of me with every load he ejected. My husband, who had been
jabbering the whole time, says "ok, I'll see you later tonight".
I just said ok honey, and I heard him say, "I love you" which
made me feel like shit. And I told him that I loved him too.
After hanging up, I stood up and turned around to face mike,
he had sweat beads on his forehead and I smiled and wiped
them away. We kissed and he pulled his pants back up as I went
to the ladies room to clean up. I went home shortly after
that, hoping to get a shower before my husband got back.
Mike's cum was still dripping from me as I was climbing into
the shower, he must have really fucked it in me pretty deep.
I was a little nervous when my husband got home, but he was
none the wiser. The next day I was kind of sore from the hard
fucking I got. And was a little nervous about seeing Mike
at work. But everything went well. He wanted me to meet him
again at a motel the following week, but I was too chicken
to do that. "BUT" he did finally talk me into meeting him
one more and final time, which is another story in itself.
Well that's what happened to me 12 years ago and you people
are the first I have ever told.
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