I swiped through the tinder, not really expecting anything interesting to pop up. Work had been a grind lately, and I needed some distraction. Suddenly, a familiar face filled my screen and I nearly dropped my phone. It was Jenna, my coworker Dave’s wife, her profile pic a slutty selfie that left little to the imagination. The message notification glared accusingly: "I think we have a lot in common..." My mind raced with the possibilities, even as guilt gnawed at my conscience. What the hell was I supposed to do now?

I hesitated, my thumb poised over the reply button. This was dangerous territory, no doubt about it. Dave was a good guy, and I considered him a friend. But there was no denying the spark I felt whenever Jenna was around, the electric charge that seemed to crackle between us. Against my better judgment, I started typing. "Is that so? Like what exactly?" I hit send before I could second guess myself, my heart pounding as I waited for her response.

Jenna's reply came swiftly, as if she'd been waiting for me to take the bait. "Well, for starters, I think we both have a bit of a naughty streak. " A winking emoji followed, and I couldn't help but grin. She wasn't wrong. Another message popped up: "And I have a feeling you'd be very...accommodating to my needs. " The implication was clear, and my body responded instantly, blood rushing south. I shifted uncomfortably, knowing I was playing with fire but unable to resist the lure of forbidden fruit.

"Dave tries his best, he really does" Jenna continued, "but let's just say he falls a bit short in certain areas, if you catch my drift. " The subtext was unmistakable, and my mind conjured up vivid images of all the ways I could satisfy her that Dave clearly couldn't. "I crave someone who can give me what I truly need, " she confessed, "a lover who understands my deepest desires. " The raw honesty in her words sent a thrill through me, even as alarm bells clanged in the back of my mind. This was moving fast, maybe too fast. But goddamn if I didn't want to see where it led.

I took a deep breath, trying to collect my thoughts. Part of me knew I should shut this down, that pursuing anything with Jenna would be a monumental mistake. But the other part, the part that throbbed insistently in my jeans, urged me onward. "I think I understand, " I typed slowly, choosing my words carefully. "Everyone deserves to feel fulfilled. " There was a pause, then: "So what are you suggesting exactly? " My pulse raced as I awaited her response, knowing I was standing on the precipice of a decision that could change everything.

Jenna's reply made my breath catch in my throat. "I'm suggesting we explore this connection, " she wrote boldly. "Discreetly, of course. No one needs to know. " The temptation was overwhelming, the thought of finally indulging in the fantasies I'd harbored for so long. "I've seen the way you fill out those clothes at work, " she admitted, "and I've heard the whispers from the other ladies. They say you're packing some serious heat. " My ego swelled along with my cock, knowing she'd been checking me out, that my reputation preceded me. It was almost enough to make me agree right then and there.

What if I told you I wanted to find out for myself? " Jenna's next message sent a jolt of pure lust straight to my groin. "We could meet up at your place, just for an hour or two. Dave works late tonight. " The mental image of her spread out on my bed, naked and eager, was almost too much to bear. "No strings attached, " she promised, "just two consenting adults enjoying each other's company. " My fingers trembled slightly as I typed out my reply, throwing caution to the wind. "Text me when you're on your way. I'll be ready. " And with that, the die was cast, my fate sealed by the insistent demands of my libido.

The minutes ticked by agonizingly slow as I waited for Jenna's arrival. I paced the living room, my nerves stretched taut with anticipation. When the doorbell finally rang, I practically sprinted to answer it, swinging the door open to reveal Jenna in all her glory. She wore a baggy sweatsuit that did little to hide her curves, and I knew she had something sexy underneath. Without a word, she stepped inside, pressing her body against mine as the door clicked shut behind her. "I've been thinking about this all day, " she murmured, her lips grazing my ear. "I'm already so wet for you. " Any lingering doubts evaporated as I crushed my mouth to hers.

Our tongues tangling in a desperate dance. I backed her up against the wall, grinding my hips into hers, letting her feel the effect she had on me. Jenna moaned into my mouth, her hands roaming my chest before dipping lower to cup my straining erection. "Fuck, you weren't kidding, " she gasped, squeezing me through my pants. "I need this inside me now. " With a growl, I spun her around, marching her toward the bedroom. Clothes flew in every direction as we stripped each other bare, our movements frenzied. When we tumbled onto the bed, Jenna spread her legs wide in invitation, her glistening pussy on full display.

I dove in without hesitation, licking and sucking at her clit like it was my favorite candy. Jenna moaned and writhed beneath me, her hips rolling in time with my tongue. I slipped a finger inside her, crooking it just right until she was shaking apart, cumming hard all over my face. Before I could even wipe my chin, Jenna was pushing me onto my back, her lips wrapping around my cock. She sucked me like a pro, taking me deep into her throat with ease. The sight of her bobbing head combined with the suction of her mouth had me ready to blow in no time. I gripped her hair, fucking up into her mouth as my balls drew tight.

With a shout, I exploded, flooding Jenna's throat with my release. She swallowed every drop, licking me clean before crawling up my body with a satisfied smirk. "Round one, " she purred, straddling my hips. I grabbed her ass, positioning her over my still-hard cock. We both groaned as she sank down, enveloping me in her tight heat. Jenna rode me hard and fast, chasing her own pleasure as her tits bounced enticingly. I reached up to squeeze them, pinching her nipples until she cried out. The bed creaked under us as we fucked wildly, lost in our shared passion. I could feel another orgasm building.

With a sudden move, I flipped Jenna onto her back, hooking her legs over my shoulders. I pounded into her relentlessly, our skin slapping together obscenely. Jenna clawed at my back, urging me deeper, harder. "Cum in me, " she demanded breathlessly, "I want to feel you filling me up. " Her words sent me over the edge and I erupted, pulsing rope after rope of hot cum into her little pussy. Jenna came with me, her walls clenching rhythmically, milking me dry. We collapsed in a sweaty, panting heap, my softening cock still nestled inside her. As I caught my breath, reality began to set in.

I gently pulled out of Jenna, watching as a trickle of my cum leaked from her well-fucked pussy. We dressed in silence, avoiding each other's eyes. At the front door, Jenna paused, hand on the knob. "This was...intense, " she said softly, "but it can't happen again. We both have too much to lose. " I nodded mutely, knowing she was right. With a final, lingering look, she slipped out, leaving me alone with my thoughts.