Her husband’s stupid business failed and now they were in trouble. She burned some bridges at her last place, but since it was all her husband’s fault she now felt justified in going back to her former boss and begging for her job back.
Her husband seemed to think there was some grand seduction, like her lover broke down her defenses and groomed her over weeks until she tragically gave in to him and broke her marriage vows. Maybe that would make it all easier for him to accept?
In truth she had just met the guy that morning on her business trip. He asked her to drinks and she said yes, mostly out of boredom, though she did like the look of him. At the end of the night he asked her to go to bed so said yes. She wanted to get off and he looked like he would be a lot more fun than lying in bed masturbating. It was that easy, just like most other times she cheated.
She took the same walk through the state park almost every day, rain or shine. Usually she went before her husband got home from work, or when he was napping or cooking dinner.
So, when her ex boyfriend got out of jail, he knew right where to find her.
This time her boss made her undress before taking him into her mouth. She could tell he wasn’t going to be content with a blowjob today. Not when they had all day. She knew this was coming and she was nervous but her pussy ached in anticipation anyway.
Still, she felt bad that her fiance wouldn’t be the one to take her virginity on their wedding night like they had always planned. She hoped at least he wouldn’t be able to tell.
When she stopped to think about it, of course she had serious misgivings about cheating on her husband and risking her perfect family life. She knew she would be second guessing herself tonight, especially if her coworker got her alone. WHEN he got her alone. So she planned ahead. She wore a skirt that could be removed in seconds and underwear that was barely there at all.
She wanted him fast, needed him inside her, before she felt too guilty or either one of them thought too much about the fact that they were probably making a huge mistake.
She finally realized that she could only ever really have an orgasm when she was on top..
.. of her husband’s best friend.
Now it’s getting dangerous. He keeps insisting on fucking you on the pool deck, like he doesn’t even care if the neighbors see and tell your husband. Or maybe they’ll just send him a couple of pictures or a video of you writhing around on another man’s dick.
Still, you have to admit the danger makes you come pretty fucking hard. This is the best cock you’ve ever had, maybe it’s worth it. Maybe next time, you’ll take the video yourself.
John’s wife’s arch rival in her real estate business has asked her to go in on a deal with him. John was pretty surprised by that. The guy was a very aggressive businessman, and far more successful than either of them. He had taken several deals from her and had made her paranoid that he would swoop in and steal every one of her clients. She hated him, or so she said.
But now she was getting ready to meet him at some new property downtown. John didn’t see why the guy needed her for this. She was taking it seriously, though. She took a long time getting ready and she looks fantastic. John started to wonder how much of her ‘hatred’ was based on admiration or even infatuation… and maybe not all of it professional. If the deal went through, they would have a lot of chances to be alone together at the new property. He was a powerful man. What would she do to impress him? Or what would she let him do?
It felt so strange sitting next to her husband on his boss’s couch. Only a few weeks ago this was the place where she finally broke down and let him kiss her. Her heart pounded to remember it. She had tried to slow him down but she was in awe of him and he knew how to touch her. Just the feeling of his hand on her knee when he kissed her neck… She thought they would only make out a bit, but he took off her clothes so easily and she wasn’t shy to be naked in front of him. The first time she ever called him by his first name was when she moaned it as he slid into her.
Now, when she pretended to go to the gym in the evening and came here instead, they mostly used his bed. And her husband had no idea. He sat on the very place she betrayed him, joking with his coworkers. Meanwhile she sat quietly, legs pressed together, blushing and wet, occasionally making quick, heated eye contact with her husband’s boss. Take me, she thought. She was walking a thin line between guilt and desire that was driving her crazy. But would bring her right back to this couch, naked and ready, as soon as she could lose her husband for a few hours.
He was never that smart or ambitious. He wasn’t offered a job at the big tech company in town like so many of his friends. But he did inherent his father’s auto-repair shop. They all made money, got married, had families, but he had to work hard just to stay afloat.
And now, with the company going under and so many people in town out of work, not everyone could pay for their car repairs. He decided to make the best of it. So he made it clear to some of the prettier young housewives in town that they could discretely pay him a different way, right in the back seat of their own cars.