The Fuckbuddy Affair (closed)

I had barely made it to my driveway when my phone buzzed again. I quickly parked and looked at my messages. He remembered. Of course he remembered. I did too, I remembered one of my excuses for walking him to class was something stupid like I was going that way anyways or “oh my god I totally passed my class. Guess I’m just used to being in the same room as you..”

I remembered that first time we’d gotten high together, the making out, the kinky games we eventually played.

It was definitely exhilarating.

I got out of my car and headed inside flicking on the light. I chewed my lip and set my phone down and then picked it back up then set it back down.
 
I was just getting off the train when she replied.

Exhilerating. Yes. If I’m being honest, so is this

I walked the three blocks from the station to my house, remembering that Jenna and the boys were gone for the evening, having dinner at her mom’s place. I had the house to myself for a couple hours, at least. What a relief.
 
I sat down on the couch, lounging with a glass of wine when Tommy’s next message came. Again, I smiled to myself and began typing quickly.

Well...I’m glad to know I’m not the only one feeling like that.

I wasn’t sure where this conversation was leading but it didn’t seem like it was heading into safe perimeters. But I also wanted to see how far we could go, how much we could push the limits before we said stop.

Would we say stop?

Yet I couldn’t pull a question out of my ass for some reason.
 
Cami responded right away, and I was quick to type back as I set my lunch bucket on the counter and grabbed an ice cold beer from the fridge.

What are you up to? I actually have the house to myself for once lol. Peace and quiet for a while!

I went to the bedroom and started to peel off my dusty work clothes, planning to get cleaned up, but I couldn’t stop looking at my damn phone, entirely too eager to see her response.
 
I hadn’t put my phone on the table and had actually left it in messenger but still felt the buzz of the response from Tommy. He had the house all to himself? I subconsciously licked my lips. Was he inviting me to speak freely?

Same, my fiancé is still at work. Told me he’d be late. So I’m just sitting on the couch drinking some wine and getting messages from a handsome stranger...lol

I took a sip of my wine feeling my confidence build a little bit more. I don’t know what I was expecting from Tommy, maybe to add a little bit more excitement to my hum drum life. I mean I was an accountants secretary. Nothing more boring than that.
 
I smiled as I read her message. We were in the same boat, each of us home alone, relaxing, having a drink...

That sounds lovely. I’m having a beer right now and I’m about to hop in the shower. I’ll make it quick ;)

I practically ran to the bathroom, hopeful she would reply before I got in the shower. My heart was racing.
 
I glanced at my phone and bit back a smile. He was going to shower. Man, that was something he shouldn’t have told me. I took a sip of my wine before setting the glass down. I began to type a quick response.

Don’t think about me too hard, it won’t be a clean shower anymore. ;)

I responded without thinking twice and then flipped my tv on, randomly flipping from channel to channel as I waited for him to respond. Was this a mistake? I knew talking to Tommy always brought on trouble. Good trouble, but trouble all the same.
 
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I cleaned myself up in what must have been record time, not even bothering to stroke off like I usually would, though I did get quite hard as so many memories came to mind.

When I saw her message as I dried off, I was quick to respond, as was she...



You know my showers are never clean ;)

Hmm I don’t know it’s been awhile, refresh my memory. ;)

Well, it wasn’t as dirty as that one time we took a shower... together... while rolling on ecstasy ;)

Lol I don’t think anything could be as dirty as that. I’m surprised you remember. All I remember was how everything felt on fire and the only thing that could put it out was your tongue...or....

I remember how much you loved sucking dick when you were high ;)

Mmm I remember how much you loved snorting coke off my tits

Jesus yes I did. And the way you snorted it off my cock. Fuck, I would do anything to get that rush again

Me too...

I get reminded of it every time I sniff hard...

Really, It happens often then? I usually think about it if I’m wearing certain things, rock concert shirts certain lingerie...

Lol Yes it happens all the time. Do you really still have all that lingerie I got you back then?

Maybe...lol yeah. I mean they’re really sexy and I couldn’t just let them go. That would’ve been a waste.

I hope the fiance is enjoying them as much as I did!

Oh he does just like I’m sure your wife enjoys your kinky foreplay.

If only that were the case... she’s not even close to as kinky as you

Oh wow, I mean I guess every person has their flaw, right? My guy isn’t perfect, he rarely goes down on me and sometimes we have to schedule our naughty times lol like I’m his client or something.

OMG that sounds fucking tedious. And he doesn’t eat you out? Fuck. I loved making you cum that way! Your pussy is delicious!

Aw thank you baby. I loved having you eat me out. I loved sucking your cock amongst other things. I still have those furry pink handcuffs you bought me too.

You always looked so good wearing those. When was the last time you put them on?

Oh man I think the last time I used them was the night of your graduation.

That was a very good night. I’d never seen you so wild and free. The next few days were pretty intense too ;)

Weren’t they though. So many drugs and positions and experiences...

Fuck. It would probably be really bad if we happened to run into each other, wouldn’t it?

It would be a major disaster. Clothes would probably be torn, underwear (mine specifically) destroyed...

I mean, can you imagine the hickeys we’d leave on each other?

Oh I definitely can. Jeez I miss those too, you marking me as your little sex toy. It’s getting me hot just thinking about it.

Do you still have all those other toys, pet?

Which ones?

Oh, you know... the vibrators, the dildos, the butt plugs and nipple clamps and floggers and cat-o-nines and ball gag...

Vibrators yes, dildos yes, nipple clamps definitely everything else nope!

Well now I know what to stock up on ;) which one are you using right now?
 
I blinked as I stared at the messages. Good lord, this conversation was getting hot and heavy, past the part where we discussed how bland our sex life had gotten. no one would've been able to tell that had significant other. This was the point of no return. If I turned back now, if I lied and said my fiance was home and that I had to go, that would end this wouldn't it? This is what some people would consider micro cheating. We weren't physically doing anything but we had the capability to.

I checked his profile and looked at his location. We lived in the same town and while that should have frightened me, instead it made it all the more exciting. I grabbed my wine as I typed back with one hand.

None, right now...but if that's a suggestion as to where our conversation might lead...I could probably get to my vibrator really quick

I didn't even think twice before I sent the message because I knew if I did I'd probably regret it or erase it or something. I made it to my bedroom and dug through my bottom drawer where I kept my sex toys. Jim didn't use them much unless he was exceedingly horny which was rare.

I could feel my body tingle with anticipation as I turned it on and rubbed it over the opening while I waited for his response.
 
I had never made it out of the bedroom, and was still sitting on the side of my bed wearing just a towel. I smirked as I read her message. My cock was hard and it was making an obscene tent of my towel, so I just pulled it away and let my dick stand tall and proud and horny, and I happily started stroking myself.

Fuck, but I was thrilled things had so naturally gone this direction. It was such a rush, reconnecting with Cami.

Fuck yes

Wanna see what you do to me?
 
A slow, small grin appeared on my face. If there was any doubt about what and where this conversation had been leading up to(and there had been no doubts) I knew for sure where we were heading.

If Jim found out about this, I knew our engagement would be pending for a life time...it would be non existing because he’d probably end it. I bite my life as I continued trailing my vibrator against the opening.

Did I want to see what I still did to him?

Fuck yes.

Is that even a question? You know the answer.
 
I had to. I knew she wanted it. I’d never actually done it before... but it was now or never, right? I stroked my cock up and down. I was so fucking hard it almost hurt. I activated my camera and aimed my phone at my crotch, clumsily trying to figure out the best angle, taking a handful before I was happy, and sent her a short little video of my stroking my length up and down.

If only I had my hands on you...
 
It took a few minutes before I received Tommy’s message and I did my best to keep an ear out for Jim. Finally though after about 10 minutes my phone buzzed. It was both Tommy and Jim.

Jim was telling me he’d be an extra half hour late. I quickly swiped the message away and looked Tommy’s Facebook message. It was a video. I had expected a picture but got something better. I hit play and watched as he stroked his cock.

I followe in motion slowly inserted the vibrator inside me. I hit record adventurously and showed myself playing with myself with the vibrator for at least a minute.

Would you be doing this?
 
I didn’t even want to blink as I was glued to my screen, watching her dip that vibrator right between her lips. She looked more delicious, sexier than ever before.

I’d be doing that, and licking you, and fingering you, and doing everything in my power to make you squirt all over the place

I sat there and stroked off, making another short vid of it and sending it off to her immediately. I was very tempted to just hit the video call button...
 
I continued rubbing myself with the vibrator. I pushed it in deeper gasping just as I read Tommy’s message, what he’d do to me. I groaned as I turned the vibrator up a bit more feeling a stronger pulse. “Shiiiit...” I whimpered.

Then I clicked on the next video he sent me. I bit my lip slowly fucking myself with the dildo in motion with his strokes.

Well you always knew how to use your tongue amongst other things

I hit send then did another video me fucking myself with the vibrator. I was getting closer and bit my lip trying to hold back because I wasn’t sure how close Tommy was.
 
My eyes went wide as I watched her fuck herself with that toy. I was enthralled. I watched it a few times and just stroked and stroked, getting so fucking close to busting my nut...

And then I heard the garage door opening. Jenna was home. I looked at the time and quickly realized I had lost track of how late it was, having had entirely too much fun with Cami.

I knew I couldn’t dare finish, not as they were about to come through the door.

Shit. Wife’s home. Gotta go. We will continue this.

I threw on clothes, somehow managing to calm my raging hard on back down in the sudden rush, and headed downstairs to ask the wife and kids how dinner had been at Grandma’s...

And the whole time, all I could think about was Cami.
 
It was a good thing Tommy had said he had to go because about ten minutes later Jim came home. I’d managed to calm my hormones a bit. I felt sort of giddy like a teenage girl getting caught looking at some dirty movie and had to quickly erase my Internet history.

Except it was the whole message Tommy had sent me that I needed to delete.

My heart thumped in my chest as I quickly threw my toy in its box and back where it belonged, not really having time to clean it then sprayed febreeze throughout the room. Jim was a neat freak so the smell of febreeze wouldn’t cause any suspicions.

We ate dinner together as always then watched a movie which I couldn’t focus on at ALL, still thinking about Tommy’s cock and the way he stroked it. I must’ve had that look on my face because I suddenly felt Jim kissing my neck and grasping my boobs.

It didn’t take long for us to fool around and have sex but as always it was nothing like the chemistry me and Tommy had, only this time it was far more noticeable.
 
The night wore on almost unbearably. I was so preoccupied thinking about Cami. Jenna definitely wasn’t in the mood when bedtime finally rolled around, and I was left horny and unsatisfied.

Story of my life right now.

Morning came and I headed for work, as usual. I took the subway downtown, stopping a block from the job to get my coffee refilled.

You can imagine my surprise, as I was paying for my drink, to see Cami walk in the front door of the coffee shoppe!

My jaw dropped. The pictures on her facebook didn’t do her justice.

“Sir, your change?” said the barista, snapping me out of my reverie and back to reality.

“Oh, sure, uhh, you keep it,” I said, taking my coffee and turning back to look and see if it was really her.
 
I combed my fingers through my red hair as I stepped into the local coffee shop. I hadn’t spoken to Tommy at all this morning which was probably for the best. We’d gotten carried away and ...I liked it, a little too much. I had gotten dressed in my bright pink suit, a pencil skirt that hugged me nicely with a white blouse two of the buttons undone which showed a bit of my breasts but not enough to be unprofessional but enough to get a discount on my coffee.

“I’ll have a caramel macchiato, please and one chai latte.” The latte had been for my boss. I quickly pulled up my Facebook messenger and hesitated in typing a good morning to Tommy.

If I wasn’t careful this could turn into an affair. I could possibly ruin the life I had set for me but at the same time Tommy had awoken my inner slut. And while I tried to appease her, the sex I had with Jim wasn’t nearly enough considering last night was a quickie which resulted in him being satisfied and me not so much.

It didn’t help that he’d left early this morning. I closed out of the message determined to be a good girl but apparently Destiny had other ideas as I rammed into someone clearly not paying attention to my surroundings.

“Sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going but I mean on the bright side at least I haven’t gotten my —-“

My sentence fell when I realized who I was talking to. “Tommy?”
 
I watched with half-befuddled amusement as she entered the coffee shoppe, glued to her phone. I stepped off to the side, to the milk and sugar station, and felt oddly out of place; I took my coffee black.

But I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Lord knows I tried. Fuck, she was right there. She looked fucking amazing. I could already see that suit getting ripped open. But... She couldn’t catch me staring! She ordered her coffees and I slid over to get in her way, and sure enough she bumped right into me.

“Hi. Fancy running into you here,” I said with a sly little smirk.
 
I bit back a grin as he smiled slyly at me. “Are you stalking me, mister obsessed?” I teased though I noticed he had his own cup of coffee, Black with a few creams and some sugar. Somethings never changed. Still, it was fun to tease him.

He still looked as sexy as he did in college. I felt like I was a college girl all over again as my body tingled with the memory of him and the memory of last night.

I cleared my throat and smiled. “God it’s been so fucking long like wow. Your pictures are crap next to the real thing.”

Was I flirting? I wasn’t even sure if I was or not.
 
“Neither do yours,” I returned quickly, completely captivated by her mere presence. Time was against us, I already knew. I had precious few minutes before I knew I needed to be across the street, walking throught the lobby to the elevators,

The drinks she ordered were promptly laid out for her a moment later.

“Do you, uhh, work close to here?” I asked her.
 
“Caramel Macchiato And Chai latte?” The barista called. Since I was close to wear the pick up table was, I easily grabbed them as Tommy asked if I worked nearby. I quickly glanced at my watch seeing I had about 10 minutes to rush to the office.

“About a block away, not too far. What about you?”

Why did we have to find each other before work? Because I would’ve loved to sit and talk with him, okay there was a lot of things I’d rather be doing with him right now especially after our naughty conversation that rudely got interrupted.
 
“Uhh, yeah, about a block...” I replied. Well, that certainly changed things. We were both in a hurry, that much was obvious, but I walked with her to the door, and we both naturally turned the same direction.

We exchanged a knowing look before another pedestrian walked right between us, and started walking together. I wanted to grab her, hold her, do all the things. Our steps gravitated closer to each other.

“If we’re this close, we should do lunch,” I suggested as we came to a stop at a red light.
 
Man this was like college all over again...which wasn’t a bad thing. And lunch wasn’t a bad thing either. Nothing could go wrong with lunch. The worst that could happen was....

Okay there was a lot of good things that MIGHT be considered bad if you were married or engaged to be married.

“I usually have lunch with my....” my sentence trailed off and the look of disappointment that hit his face was nearly too much to bear.”But sometimes he has meetings that conflict with our lunch hour sooo...maybe if we exchange numbers I can let you know? I mean..I don’t know about you but it’s much easier to text then to hop into messenger.”

I felt like I was blushing. Was I blushing?
 
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