I have been in the adult industry as a dancer for awhile, and when I started dating my boyfriend I swore to him I would leave that lifestyle. That was about 2 years ago. It’s important backstory because I decided to go straight about 5 months ago.

Before I continue, I should say that I am not proud of what I did. My boyfriend is so attentive, and caring, and he’s actually got a good size below. He’s attractive and makes good money too. All good things. In other words, I had no reason to do what I did.

Buuuut I started doing sales 5 months ago in a male dominated office. Initially everything was normal, and everyone was so nice. But I just got done being an exotic dancer for 2 years. I’m fit, my hair is done, and I turn heads. As the only girl in the office, my coworkers were hitting on me constantly.

My boyfriend and I aren’t exactly monogamous anyway, but we have strict rules. 1. No one we know in our non-private lives (co-workers, friends, etc..). 2. No secrets, whatever we do, we tell. 3. Condoms always.

Well I realized that when I hung more around my manager the other guys toned it down, so I started making every excuse to talk to him. He’s not too bad looking, but not a looker either, mid 40s with a wife and kid.

Turns out though, he’s a bit of a manipulative sociopath. One day, as I was walking out the door in front of him at the end of the day, the wind blew my dress up and exposed me. He started to touch me. Unfortunately, the dress was really tight right until my hips so I hadn’t worn underwear for fear of the band showing through the dress.

He was a gentleman… sorta… and helped me get my dress down in the longest adjustment ever where he definitely lingered a little long on my ass. I gave him a pass because he’s my boss and it kinda did help, and we both made jokes about it.

Unfortunately, I didn’t think much of it, and didn’t tell my boyfriend. Over the next week, he got progressively handsy. Initially a lingering touch, but by the end of the week he was grabbing my ass. I didn’t know what to do. I told him that I needed to tell my boyfriend, but he told me my boyfriend would make me leave the job, and I had just started. I needed the job. My resume had a gap of two years.

I ended up fucking my manager in the back seat of his pickup truck the next week when we were both leaving late. He’s a little thinner but about 10 inches long so 2 inches longer than my boyfriend. I did use a condom, but I didn’t tell my boyfriend. That was in my October.

It only escalated from there. He fingered me in the copy room, grabbed my ass walking by, and we’d meet in the parking lot of a restaurant during lunch hour and he would have me suck his dick “because of the stress.”

We have fucked at least once a week since then. Honestly, I enjoyed the attention a little at first, but I felt progressively more horrible. It was completely out of control. My boss got more demanding too. Last month, I suddenly was scheduled for every late shift he was set to close.

We only stopped around Christmas because we ran out of condoms and I told him I hadn’t had time to get more. But I still sucked him off. I still let him finger me on New Year’s Eve before I went home to my boyfriend.

But on new years I couldn’t help it anymore. I told my boyfriend. Initially, he was super angry and hurt. He yelled. He chastised me for breaking two of our only 3 rules. He cried.

I gave him a hug and said sorry so many times, that it would stop immediately. I told him I would get a new job. I put his head in my lap as he cried. He started asking me questions like “how long” (little over two months. “Why?” (I was scared, he had power over me). “Where” (generally in his truck). “Is he better than me” (honestly no, but there was some thrill to being sneaky). “Is he bigger than me?” (Yes, too big actually, it kinda hurt and I got cramps). “How often?” (At least 5 times probably more).

He was still crying, but I noticed he had a bulge going on in his pants. I rubbed it a little and said, “no pressure on a decision of what to do, but you can fuck me right now if you want.” He just nodded, and I unzipped his pants and started sucking him.

The weird part was he kept asking questions about my time with my manager. So I took a little risk, and asked him if he really wanted to know everything. He said yes. So I moved into a 69 position sitting on his face and transitioned to a handjob.

I started telling him how I kept giving in to my managers advances. How it started. How my manager would finger me, and how he would fuck me. I told him how we had done it so many times we had run out of condoms at work, and that he was so big he hurt me. I transitioned to riding my boyfriend and told him that my boss fingered me just the day before.

At that, he creampied me. In his post nut clarity, the discussion continued until he got hard again. This time, I just sat on his face and told him to eat out his cuckie cum. While he did that I gave him a handjob while I told him that the time he was eating me out before and he said I tasted weird and I had blamed it on my cycle wasn’t my cycle. He had tasted my manager’s condom in my pussy because I had fucked him only an hour before. My boyfriend came in my hands.

That continued in similar fashion another time that was less climactic. By the end, we had decided that I would stay at the job until I had found a new position somewhere else so it doesn’t look as bad, and that I wouldn’t fuck my manager anymore. My boyfriend told me to be extra careful because when a man like that doesn’t get what he wants… he can get dangerous.

Buuuuuuut… the day after I got a text from my boyfriend that if it made my remaining time at this job safer and easier, I can continue on the condition I no longer hide anything from him.

I decided I’m going to continue… because no longer feeling guilty makes fucking my manager a lot easier.

That night I fucked my manager again, first I rode him, and then he finished by fucking my mouth so hard I have a big cut in my mouth. Then I went home and sat on my boyfriends face while I told him all about it.

Now that I don’t feel guilty anymore I like it so much more. I get rough sex with my manager and to be a Dom when I get home. I have been playing with the idea of going raw. Let me know if you want a part two.

Part 2 is up. https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories2/s/dSOUuZ826w