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I’d been offered a new job and I took it. Sales rep, company vehicle, better pay. Sara was devastated when I told her I was leaving. She tried to hide it, but I saw it in her face. Still, she said she was happy for me. We both knew it would make whatever this was between us even harder.

A couple of weeks after I started, we arranged to catch up on my lunch break. It was her day off. We got sushi and sat in the park like nothing was wrong. The whole time I kept looking at her mouth, her legs, the way her top sat on her tits. She caught me staring more than once and just smiled.

When it was time for me to go back I hugged her. She held on longer than she should have, then leaned in and whispered against my ear:

“Please come back to my place.”

I went back to the office, sat at my desk for ten minutes, then told my manager I had a last minute customer appointment across town. I drove straight to Sara’s house and parked around the back so no one walking past would see the company car.

I messaged her:
Me: “I’m here.”

She replied instantly:
Sara: “Come in.”

I walked through the front door and shut it quietly behind me. Her voice floated down the hallway from the bedroom.

“In here.”

I stepped into the doorway and stopped. Sara was completely naked, bent over the edge of the bed with her ass in the air, looking back at me over her shoulder. Her pussy was already glistening.

“Give me that cock,” she said, voice low and urgent. “I need it so bad.”

I walked in, dropped my bag, and walked over. My wife’s face flashed through my head for half a second, the same wife who thought I was out meeting a clients, but Sara was just so addictive. I pulled my cock out, already hard, and rubbed the head up and down her wet slit.

“You sure about this?” I asked, even though we both knew the answer.

“Stop talking and fuck me,” she said. “I’ve been thinking about you all morning. About you cheating on her with me.”

I pushed in. One long, slow thrust until I was buried in her. She was dripping, hot, and so tight it made my vision blur. I gripped her hips and started fucking her hard, the slap of skin filling the room. Every time I bottomed out she moaned into the mattress.

“That’s it… use me,” she panted. “Fuck me like you can’t fuck your wife.”

I reached under and rubbed her clit while I pounded her. She came fast, thighs shaking, cunt squeezing around my cock. I didn’t stop. I kept thrusting through it until she was whimpering.

I pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and pushed her legs up toward her chest. I slid back into her and fucked her deep, watching her tits bounce with every thrust. She looked up at me with that filthy little smile.

“Does she let you cum inside her whenever you want?” Sara asked, breathless. “Or do you have to wait until she’s in the mood?”

“Shut up,” I growled, but it only made her grin wider.

“You’re going to fill me, aren’t you? You’re going to pump your wife’s husband’s cum into me and then go home to her like nothing happened.”

I fucked her harder. The bedframe knocked against the wall. She locked her legs around me and pulled me in as deep as she could take.

“Do it,” she whispered. “Cum in me. I want to feel it leaking out of me after you leave.”

I buried myself to the hilt and came hard, pulsing deep inside her, flooding her cunt while she clenched around me and came again. I stayed there for a long moment, cock twitching, still half-hard inside her, thinking about the fact that my wife had no idea where I really was.

When I finally pulled out, a thick trickle of cum followed and ran down over her asshole. Sara reached down, scooped some up with two fingers, and pushed it back into herself with a soft moan.

I cleaned up in her bathroom, washed my cock, and fixed my clothes. She stayed naked on the bed, watching me, legs still open, my cum slowly leaking out of her.

“Same time next week?” she asked quietly.

I didn’t answer. I just leaned down, kissed her once, hard, and left.

I drove back to the office with the windows down, trying to get the smell of her off me before I had to go home to my wife.

I met her on one of those old dating sites, back when you still had to engage with others instead of just swiping. We’d talked about nothing deep, just enough to decide she was coming over a 1 in the afternoon. She had to be gone before school pickup, so the window was tight.

She showed up right on time. Denim skirt, a tshirt, hair down. No drama, no small talk marathon. She walked in, sat on the couch, and we did the usual “how was your day” for about thirty seconds before the air changed.

I leaned in. She met me halfway. Within five minutes we were making out hard on the couch, tongues and hands everywhere. My hand slid up the inside of her thigh. She was already soaked through her panties - slick, warm, and ready (you know the feeling 🤤)

She made this quiet little sound against my mouth when I pressed my fingers there.

She didn’t wait. She shoved my pants and boxers down just far enough, pulled her own panties to the side, and climbed on. No teasing, no drawnout buildup. She sank down onto me in one smooth motion, already so wet it was easy. Tight, hot, and moving like she had somewhere to be.

She rode me hard and fast, hands on my chest, hips rolling and grinding. The couch creaked. Her breathing got ragged. I could feel myself getting close way too quick, she was that good and that wet.

Just as I was about to lose it, she lifted off me, dropped to her knees between my legs, and took me straight into her mouth. No hesitation. She sucked me deep and swallowed every pulse as I came, tongue working, throat moving, eyes up at me the whole time.

When she finished she wiped her lip with the back of her hand, stood up, fixed her panties, and checked the time on her phone.

“Gotta go,” she said, almost casually. “School run.”

She kissed me once more - quick, tasting like me, and walked out the door.

About a year ago, a new girl (let’s call her Sara) started at my work, and I was immediately attracted to her. She was blonde, curvy in all the right places, with an amazing ass and tits.

We kept things strictly professional for the first month or so, but as I got to know her, we loosened up and my crush on her started to grow. I also noticed that as my crush grew, she became more flirty herself. I figured it was just her personality coming through, especially since she’d ask questions about my wife and life outside of work.

One week, she planned a small party at her apartment after work and invited all of our colleagues. My wife was away for work that weekend, so I went along, had a few drinks with my work friends, and played some poker. As the night progressed, the gathering started thinning out as people headed home, until it was just me and Sara left.

We continued chatting about life, interests, and a little drink-flirting before she asked how I was getting home.

Me: “I think I’ll just order an Uber.”
Sara: “My roommates aren’t coming back tonight, so you can sleep on the couch if you like.”
Me: “If that’s okay? I don’t want to be a burden.”
Sara: “I insist.”

Sara went to get some blankets and a pillow for me, but when she came back she said, “It might be easier if you just sleep in my bed. But absolutely no touching!”
I agreed and followed her to her room. She went to get ready for bed, and I asked if she minded if I slept in my briefs.

Sara: “Sure. I’ll do the same, and a T-shirt if that’s okay?”

I took off my jeans, T-shirt, and socks and slipped into her bed in just my briefs. She followed shortly after, and I couldn’t help but look at her cute panties.

Sara: “I know I said no touching, but it’s pretty cold tonight. Do you mind if we cuddle for a few minutes?”
Me: “You’re right, it is cold. I don’t mind, but obviously just a cuddle.”

Sara lifted her head, guided my arm under her, and backed up against me. As soon as she touched me, I could feel those cute panties against my now semi-hard cock. The moment she felt me growing against her, she started grinding her ass into me.

Before I knew it, our breathing turned heavy. My hand was cupping her boob, and I was leaning in, kissing the back of her neck and breathing heavily into her ear.
Sara moaned: “Oh my god, I’ve been crushing on you since day one. I know I said no touching, but you can use me however you like… and I won’t tell your wife anything…”

I turned her around and we started kissing, deep and passionate. I took her top off to reveal the most suckable, perfect nipples I’ve ever seen. I couldn’t help myself and immediately took one into my mouth, licking, sucking, and flicking her nipple while caressing the other. She started moaning loudly, then slid her hand down the front of her panties and began rubbing her clit.

Sara: “I need you to keep sucking on my nipples while I get that cock inside me.”

She slid my briefs off, then slid her own panties off, bunched both together, and threw them on the floor. She turned me onto my back, took my cock, and guided it inside her (you know when a pussy is so wet you just slide right in 🤤 ). Then she leaned forward so I could take her tit back into my mouth.

Her moans grew louder than before. I could feel her grinding on my cock harder and harder. Looking down, I saw a ring of her sweet cream around the base of my cock just before she gripped my head and her pussy tightened up around me as she came.

Sara: “Fuck, I love that married cock! I’ve had my fun—it’s time for your turn.”

Sara got off me, lay on her back, spread her legs, and invited me back in. I thrust inside as she pulled me closer and said, “You can cum inside me. It’ll be our secret.”

I didn’t need a second invitation. I pumped her hard and fast as she moaned and her tits bounced.

Me: “I’m about to cum!”
Sara: “Yes, baby, do it! cum inside me!”

She locked me in with her legs and milked my cock dry of every drop of cum I had to give her.

Needless to say, that wasn’t the last time we fucked. If you want to know more stories from my time with Sara, let me know in the comments.

About a year ago we had a new girl (let’s call her Sara) start at my work and I was immediately attracted to her.
She was blonde, curvy in all the right places, amazing ass and tits.

We kept it strictly professional for the first month or so but as I got to know her, the more we loosened up and my crush for her started to grow. I also noticed as my crush grew, she became more flirty herself but I figured it was maybe her personality coming through as she’d ask questions about my wife and life outside of work.

One week, she’d planned a small party at her apartment after work one night and invited all of our colleagues. My wife was away for work that weekend so I went along, had a few drinks with my works friends and played some poker. As the night progressed, the gathering started thinning out as people headed off and then it was just me and Sara left. We continued to chat about life, interests and a little drink flirting before she asked how I was getting home.

Me: “I think I’ll just order an Uber”
Sara: “My room mates aren’t coming back tonight so you can sleep on the couch if you like?”
Me: “if that’s okay, I don’t want to be a burden?”
Sara: “I insist”

Sara went away to get some blankets and a pillow for me but when she came back she said “it might be easier if you just sleep on my bed. But absolutely no touching!”

I agreed and followed her to her room. She went off to get ready for bed and I asked if she minds if I sleep in my briefs “sure, I’ll do the same and a Tshirt if that’s okay?”

I took my jeans, tshirt and socks off and slipped into her bed in just my briefs. She followed suit shortly after and I couldn’t help but look at her cute panties.

Sara: “I know I said no touching but it’s pretty cold tonight, do you mind if we cuddle for a few minutes?
Me: “you’re right, it is cold. I don’t mind but obviously just a cuddle”

Sara lifted her head and guided my arm under her while backing up into me. As soon as she touched me, I could feel those cute panties against my now semi hard cock. As soon as she felt my cock growing against her, she started to grind her ass against me.

Before I knew it, our breathing turned heavy. My hand was cupping her boob and I was leaning in kissing the back of her neck and breathing heavily into her ear.

Sara moaned: “omg I’ve been crushing on your since day one. I know I said no touching, but you can use me however you like and i won’t tell you wife anything….”

Not sure if you’d like the rest of the story but leave a comment below if you and I’ll write the rest of that evening.

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