OK, so the actual cheating part was emotional.

Mostly.

We had been work spouses for a month or so before she told me she had a boyfriend. I had already been unable to think of anything but her, but this just kicked it up a level. I started having to strategically plan when i would get up from my desk because I would get such obvious erections while we chatted in Slack (we weren’t talking dirty, but Inknew she wanted me and she felt conflicted about it).

While we clearly had an emotional affair, physically, the only overlap involved very close hugs that lasted waaayyyy too long (like minutes) and one kiss. Ok basically a make out session. While we ran our hands all over each others body. And I guess she did end up straddling me and humping me. And she was wearing a skirt and I could feel how wet she was through her panties.

But that’s it!

But then she broke up with him! The only catch was that they still lived together, and he took his sweeeeeeeet time moving out.

I had been “that guy she told him not to worry about”, so she didn’t want to let on that we were dating, so for a while we never spent the night together. She would come over, we would fuck, and then she’d go back home and see him.

I’m not proud to admit it, but this arrangement brought out something feral in me.

The idea of him still pining for her, wondering where she was, while she was at my place with her legs over her head turned me into a cave man. I’m not usually the most assertive in bed, but something woke up in me and I. Owned. That. Pussy.

We would fuck for hours. We broke a bed frame. I had to change my sheets every single time because she would soak them. I mean it was a mess, we were both covered and writhing in her wetness and our own sweat. I gave her a cervical orgasm, something I had never done before and haven’t done since.

I still think about her on her stomach, her legs together while I straddled her ass and thrusted like my life depended on it. The was her butt cheeks smushed up against my pelvis. I remember our legs kicking at the sheets, looking for anything to use as a foothold so we could push me deeper and deeper, taking what used to be his, making it MINE.

Fuck.

We dated for a few years and then broke up amicably. So honestly a wholesome story overall!