So I Had an Affair

It all started six months before we he and I were put on a project together.  We worked closely each day on the extensive project.  When you spend that much time together you learn a lot about each other.  Little did I know that he was slowing learning how to push my buttons and ultimately play me.  Over time we got close; he knew just how to complement me and what to say to me to keep me close. 

Then one day he made his move, he kissed me.  I was shocked, stunned and admittedly turned on by it.  My face went red and a flush feeling came over me.  I didn’t kiss him back I just stood there.  This was the open door he was looking for and he walked thought it.  A few days later he kissed me again and this time I kissed back.  Our make out sessions got to be pretty regular events.  He was pretty much in control and he knew it.  He had a control over me that I can’t explain and that no one has ever had before including my husband.  He could suggest how I should wear my hair or what I should wear and I would follow suit and show up the next day to work just as he had suggested. 

Things started to heat up, his hands began to roam more freely during our make out sessions.  One day right before we had a meeting we were making out in his office when his hand pulled my skirt up and he moved my thong aside and he fingered me to a very quick orgasm.  We got ourselves straightened up and went into the meeting where he sat across from me.  During the meeting his foot found mine and when our eyes met he put the finger that he had just had in me up to his nose so I could see him inhale the aroma of my vaginal nectar. 

The next week we were to fly out to a conference for our project.  I knew I what he was going to try and I knew I wasn’t strong enough to say No. 

We get to the conference and that night we go out eat a great meal and have a few drinks.  We get back to the hotel and as we are getting on the elevator my husbands calls me.  I could see the frustration in his eyes as he stands there and listens to me talk to my husband; it was ruining his plan to start making out with me so I would go to his room.  We were on different floors and my floor was lower than his so I was still on the phone with my husband when the elevator got to my floor I looked at him and walked off the elevator leaving him there with a very pissed off look on his face as the elevator doors closed.  I got to my room and continued to talk to my husband feeling like I had dodged a bullet.

I hadn’t been off the phone for more than a couple of minutes when he was knocking on my door.  I went to the door and knew if I didn’t open it I would have to deal with him pouting all the next day but I also knew that if I opened the door I was going to cross the threshold into a full blown physical relationship with him.

Ultimately I opened the door, and as you can imagine we were pretty much immediately making out.  We kissed and kissed and his hands roamed all over my body.  He had me undressed before I even realized I was naked.  He got me on the bed and kissed his way down and started going down on my orally.  I have never been a fan of receiving oral sex but this time it was different.  He was really good at it and had me having an orgasm in an extremely short amount of time.  After my first orgasm he looks up
at me and says “you taste amazing”  he then goes back to work on me and penetrates me with his fingers just right giving
me a second orgasm more powerful than the first even making me squirt.  I am not sure how my orgasms he gave me but
it was several.  Finally he comes up and wipes his face off on the sheets and we start making out again. 

At this point he was still fully clothed and I was completely naked.  I manage somehow to get him on his back and push his shirt up over his head.  He sits up and pulls it the rest of the way off.  I move down and start taking off his pants.  I can tell he is nervous and even says we don’t have to do this to which I soon realize why. 

Now to this point in my life I had literarily only touched two other penises.  The first one being my first boyfriend's.   While I never had sex with him I gave him several hand jobs during our relationship.  I knew his penis was about 5 and half inches long as I know how wide my hand is and how it fit in my hand.  I remember the surprise when I started messing around with my husband when we were dating as he was much bigger, he is actually a little over 6 inches long and was thicker than my first boyfriend.  But the penis before me was much smaller than I could ever expected.  I wasn’t as long as my hand is wide so I knew it was less than 5 inches and it was as narrow as the handle on my hair brush.  I remember thinking that as I grabbed it for the first time.  (My hair brush handle was the first thing I ever used to masturbate with and that penetrated me)  I immediately went down and took it in to my mouth.  I could get the whole thing in and not gag which was a first for me as I cannot get all of my husband in my mouth. 

Now I have always been able to make my husband cum fast with a blowjob and he was no different.  In just a few minutes he was tensing up and shoot his load in my mouth.  I was surprised because his cum tasted so much different than my husband's, his was sweeter where my husband's is more bitter and there wasn’t as much of it as I was used to.

After I swallowed his load down I rolled over beside him on the bed.  We lay there looking at the ceiling for a few seconds when he sat up pushed his pants the rest of the way off and rolled over on top of me and started kissing me again.  He was still hard.  I just a few seconds I felt his hard cock go inside my very wet hole.  We screwed for several minutes and while I couldn’t really feel much inside me his pelvic bone was hitting my clit just right and I soon orgasmed.  After I came down from it I pushed him over
on his back and got on top and rode him to another orgasm after which he also came again. 

I lay on top of him for a few seconds, I felt his shrinking cock slip out of me and his cum ran down my slit and dripped onto him.  We both got up and went to the bathroom and then slipped off to sleep in each other’s arms.

When he woke up he slipped out of bed and got dressed and left for his room.  I pretended to be asleep to avoid the awkwardness of it.  I laid there staring at the ceiling thinking about everything that I had just done.  I was now a adulteress, not only that I had slept with another woman’s husband.  I felt quilt, remorse and empty.  I swore it would never happen again.  We flew home the next day.

He managed to seduce me four more times in the next two months before I finally got strong enough to end it.  He was so talented with his tongue, something my husband loves to do but just isn’t that good at.  I remember on day that after work he and I hooked up and when I got home my husband was mowing the yard.  I walked out to talk to him and while standing there I felt my lover's cum running out of me and down my leg.

So before everyone starts with the negative comments.  I freely admit that I am an adulteress and that my husband has/had every right to leave me.  I don’t blame anyone for my actions and yes my husband knows everything and yes we are still married. 

Hope you enjoyed my story.