A Married Man Alone

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A Married Man Alone

I was married for ten years, to a beautiful, talented, fairly intelligent woman. She was everything I'd wanted, but in the last few years, she was always away on business trips. She went to nearly every city in North America, across Europe, even a couple Asian cities. I'd had suspicions about it, especially when I noticed that all the trips were with the same, one man, who she frequently worked with, and whom I'd never met.

Either way, she was gone eight months out of the year, and I was alone. I would never have cheated on her, and I stayed faithful, never pursuing other women. This time, though, the woman was actually pursuing me, and I had a hard time saying no.

She was, like my wife, a complete knockout, but in a different way. I could tell that she was interested in me, and it was kind of a turn on, just holding her at bay. I kept reminding her that I was married, and she would make cute comments about her never being around.

Truth be told, I let her joke, even encouraged it. It was nice to have a little female company, especially someone who made me feel... sexy.

The first day it happened, we were the last two in the office, cleaning up, and I had just turned out the lights. There was still some evening sunlight coming in through the windows when she stepped into my office. She looked sensual and soft in the orange-yellow light.

She knew I was going to an empty home, and I was secretly wishing I could take her home.

"I'm sorry," I shook my head, smiling. "I'm a little distracted today... what was that again?"
 
Joyce

"I asked what your plans are for tonight."

I knew he was going home to an empty house and an empty life.

Mine wasnt quite so empty. It was filled with the thought of chasing him into seduction. At least I had BOB to keep me company while I fantacize about him.

So I asked him if he might like to take me to dinner.
 
I stood, my eyes rolling from her slowly to the ground next to her. It was like the beginning of so many fantasies I'd had, but the friendly, professional part of me took hold. My eyes shot back up to her.

"Sure," I said, trying to be casual and lighthearted, despite my blood pressure rising. "My housecleaning can wait."

My eyes briefly flashed past her cleavage on their way down to my briefcase. I picked it up, almost numbly, wondering if she'd noticed, almost cursing myself for wanting her so much. My wife used to relieve me after situations like this... but she wouldn't be home for a couple more months. I was all smiles on the outside, but on the inside I was quite frustrated.

Maybe a good meal could take all that off my mind...
 
Joyce

He accepted my invitation. At last I was going on a date with my boss.

What I wanted to do was go to my knees and unzip him and have my appetizer, but thought it might be better to wait and after a couple of drinks and dances, it might be even better.

"Leave the briefcase here. It can wait until morning. Lets just go relax.

I knew that before the night was over, we might be relaxing together in his hot tub or bed
 
I set the case on the table, realizing that I'd probably end up doing paperwork at home if I didn't. She was a true sweetheart.

"You know I'm a workoholic," I grinned coyly.

I slung my coat over my arm, and let her walk ahead of me. She licked her lips as she turned to walk, her ass perfect in that skirt. I tried not to look, but I couldn't stop myself. She'd caught me before, and just smiled, pretending not to notice. But I could tell she had.

Once in my car, I managed to get ahold of my erection and ask her what restaurant we should go to. I suggested a nice place a few blocks from work, and on both our ways home.
 
Joyce

That sounded fine. We have both been there but not yet together. I wasnt surprised when thr Matre D recognized him and greeted him by name, nor that the gentleman he is introduced me to him.

We were shown to a nice table and seated when a sommelier appered and they began to discuss wines. None of them meant anything to me, and whether to choose a red or a white or a blush was beyond me. But he made his choice and smiled in hope that I would enjoy and approve of his selection.

The menus were interesting. The one handed to me had no prices shown. I made it clear that I had intended that this be Dutch and I would pay for my own dinner but he wouldnt hear of it.

So we made our selections and in anticipation, I looked at him and for the first time saw the depth and knew that finally, I had caught his eye.

Ww smiled and clinked our wine glasses, and it was all I could do to restrain myself from telling him I loved him.
 
Richard

The dinner, the wine, the company, all had their effect on me. I could tell from the way she looked at me, that she had some kind of feelings for me. I tried not to notice, but I really did enjoy the flirting. I hadn't been on a date like this in years.

She looked beautiful, and I found myself thinking half the time about those lips wrapped around me, or sinking into her womanhood. After a while it was just frustrating. But I kept a good face,
despite it.
 
Joyce

He kept looking at nme and I seemed tio feel as if he was staring right tghrough my blouse at my klovely perfect 36C breasts.

Softly I said "You are looking at me. Do you like what you see? Do you want to see more? Do you want me to undress right here in front of you or are you going to ask me to come home with you?"

So now I was right out in the open. He knew I was pursuing him and wanted to be his lover. What would he say? I looked at him with anticipation wondering.
 
I nearly choked on the wine, but I didn't. My eyes had been on her breasts when she'd spoken, catching me in the act. I blushed, smiling nervously.

"I shouldn't," I said, sitting up in my chair as an erection took over my pants. "I'm not going to undress you, but if you'd like to come back, we could have a few more drinks. It's friday night, after all. My wife would be jealous, but she's not coming home for another month."

I raised my glass to her, smiling, knowing what the clink meant. It was time for the bill.
 
Joyce

I didnt say what I wanted to say, but I too raised my glass and clinked it against his.

Unable to come up with a better response, I just said "you're on, boss". but what I wanted to say was if he wouldnt undress me, I'd do it myself.

Finishing my wine, I looked at my plate of uneaten food, and asked myself if we should finish dinner, or find ourselves something even more delightful to eat.
 
"If you want to finish, go right ahead," I told her, my meal about halfway done. "But we could always take it back, and eat in a more private setting. And then, dessert."

I grinned mischieviously, but it would be a shame to waste the food, and she had no idea how much they'd cost. I had never left partway through a meal that expensive. I still felt like I could say no, that we would just chat as friends, but somehow my body saw through it. I had an erection the whole ride home, and my questions gave it away easily.

"I was wondering," I spoke up, having seen her bare ring finger. "Do you have a boyfriend, or are you single? Just making small talk."
 
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Joyce

"You know I'm not married. Yes I have a boyfriend, but compared to you he is just a little boy. I want a man."

Then I looked at him and came right out and said "I want you. You are the man of my dreams, and the man I think of with my eyes closed when he fucks me."

"When your wife is away, I want to be your woman. I want to cook for you and do your laundry and keep house for you. In the office I want to be under your desk sucking your cock when you do business over the phone. I want you to think of me at night when your wife is home."

"I want to travel with you when you go on business trips.We can get a fill-in to man the office while we are away."
 
My wife never cooked or cleaned, except for herself. She never wanted to be a housewife, and I'd never had a problem with that. But now, this woman wanted to do it, wanted to take care of the home for me, and take care of my needs. Just thinking about her serving me at work, sucking me off, then being my housewife in the evenings, it was too much.

"Okay," I said with a conditioning finger raised. "But no one at work can know. It'll be our little secret, though I don't really care if they have suspicions. Taking trips together would be fun, too. I want to make my wife suspicious when she's in town, a little payback to the bitch. Now now, wouldn't that be fun?"
 
Joyce

Still there in the restaurant, I sealed the deal with a kiss. Several other patrons watched us, smiled and then applauded.

Now that the agreeement was set, we finished our dinner in leisure. There was plenty of time. we had all night and as far as I was concerned, we had the rest of our lives.

How we would keep it secret from the rest of the office I didnt know and didnt really care except that it was his demand and part of the deal.

Back in his car, we first kissed and then left the parking area with my head in his lap and his cock in my mouth as I teased and tantalized him with my talented tongue.
 
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I drove with her face in my lap, stimulating me, wetly sucking. I had been watching her lips all through dinner, and I guess she'd picked up on it. My wife hadn't sucked me in a couple of years, and even then she just finished me with her hand. This was a real woman, someone who could please me, someone who I wanted to please back.

I secretly wanted to dress her up in my wife's clothes, leave them dirty, but as I looked down, I knew her breasts would be too big for it. I moaned, letting the car swerve slightly, but safely pulling into my driveway.

"I nearly crashed the car that was so good!" I grinned and shook my head.
 
Joyce

He led me inside, and again we kissed. The place was impressive. I had never been here, and the immediate lack of a woman was notable, as there was a pile of papers here and a few newspapers and magazines strewed about but he did say he had a cleaning lady once a week and tomorrow was her day.

That added to his not planning on bringing home a guest was understandable as he took me on a tour shoing me not only ther front rooms, but also the den he uses as an office, and the guest rooms and bathrooms, ending up in his master bedroom.

We kissed again and as we undressed I told him I would move in this weekend, planning to keep my own apartment for when his wife was home.

He surprised me when he told me to just move in and when she was here she could use the guest room.

Naked, he opened the sliding door to his deck and we stepped outside to see the hot tub with a view of a private back yard and the fields and mountains in the distance, it it were daylight.

Now all there was was a big full moon as he stripped back the cover of the hot tub abd turned on the jets.

Stepping in, he took my hand and helped me in as we settled down in the hot water with nme on his lap.

Having just cum in my mouth, we kissed again and I knew he could taste himself when my tongue searched all the corners and swcret places in his loving mouth.
 
It was a little odd to kiss a woman after she'd blown me like that, but I didn't mind at all. It turned me on to smell it on her breath, that scent I usually only smelled when masturbating. I let my hands roam over her body, squeezing her ass in the hot water, touching her slit and little anus on the outside.

"If you're going to make my wife stay in the guest room," I whispered close to her. "Then I want you to let her see you with cum on your face. She's such a prude with me, so I want to let her know how much better you are at pleasing me. Okay?"
 
Joyce

I laughed and told him would love it, and if she were willing I'd even share our tastes with her.

Not sure if he caught the gist of what I was saying, I added that I was bisexual and might be able to teach her a few things about pleasing a man.

"Do you think she might be willing to have a threesome?
 
I felt confused a bit, and must have looked like it, for a moment. Then a broad grin came over my face.

"I'll bet you could show her a thing or two," I said, a finger working its way into her pussy under the hot water. "But I'd never thought of a threesome. I doubt you could talk her into it, but if you can do it, go for it. She's so squeamish, it would be good to have a woman like you around, as an example to her."

I held her chin, looking at her lovely, eager face. "Yes, when she comes home, I want you to already be wearing my cum."
 
Joyce

I kissed him and said "Thats all I'll be wearing. I just made myself a rule - you can join me if you like, but whenever iIam here in your (our) house, I'll be naked and ready fo you.

"And I will guarantee I will seduce her and have her ready for you to treat her like the cunt she must be."
 
After so many years of frustration, the idea was enticing, but seemed unrealistic. A threeway? Maybe, once she saw how much fun I was having without her. It was an option I hadn't thought about, but that was enticing nonetheless.

"Okay," I said, slightly unsure. "But I'd love to see you in a hot outfit too, so I can tear you out of it. I don't know if it'll convince her, but we can still try. Right now, let's just work out the kinks."

I winked, twisting her nipple firmly, rubbing myself against her slit underwater.
 
Joyce

"Yeah, baby. We'll work it otr. By the way, what is her name and when will she arrive or dont you know yet?"

"And I dont have any hot outfits. I guess you will have to take me shopping, and if I'm going to live with you and be your lover, I need a ring so other guys wiont be hitting on me all the time. Yiou can slip it on the finger the same time you sink your cock in my pussy."

"How does that sound?"

For that matter, what are you waiting for?, as I rose and then lowered myself on his hard cock and buried my tongue in his mouth.

We were now a couple.
 
I smiled, thrusting upward to meet her push down, sinking me inside of her. It was great to feel that again, our lips locked together, hands exploring each other as we slowly started to fuck.

"I'll get you a ring," I said with a slight laugh. "We'll have to get you some slutty lingerie, some heels, things like that. Oh, that felt nice..."

I moaned as I felt her sliding all the way down on me, grabbing her hair, kissing her deeply, forecefully.
 
Joyce

Hw felt so good in me. a real man, a lot older then me, but with money, success and power and all I had to do was fuck him and go along for the ride.

All this started when I went to work for his company, starting as one of the typists in the secretarial pool until his executive assistant got pregnant and I was assigned tio fill in fior her.

One thing after another, but I fell in love with him and made it my project to seduce him knowing his wife was gone a lot, and probably having an affair on the side.

He needed someone like me to attend to his needs, not only here in the office but also at home and in his bed, and I elected myself to fill the bill.

I wondered if perchance the baby was his? I smiled to myself thinking that was next on my agenda, to get him to be the father of the baby I wanted.

But that would have to wait until his wife came home and we had that all sorted out.
 
I started fucking her harder in the water, holding her hair tighter, getting a little rougher.

"Are you on the pill?" I gave her a hard thrust after I said it, just to show her I wouldn't stop. "It's okay if you're not. I'll know what to do."

Women were always trying to seduce me, but always were too shallow to see past my money and power. Usually I denied them, even developed a bad attitude toward them. But this woman was so willing, so eager to climb the social ladder to me, I was going to have fun making her work her ass off for it. Maybe she thought being my lover would be easy, but I was going to make it as hard as possible for her.

I gripped her hair a little painfully, still fucking her, holding her close. "My bitch needs to be on the pill for me. I don't like condoms."
 
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