So recently, I received a follow request on IG. Looking at her page I did not recognize her name and we did not have any mutual friends. I approved her request and sent my own. Once she approved I looked at her pictures. I still did not recognize her so I messaged her asking if I knew her. Crickets for 2 days.

Out of the blue one morning she reply’s that she apologizes for being a bit creepy but she had met me through my job. I had come into her work while there briefly and that she got my name off of my name tag. Looking through her profile, she appeared married and had a couple kids and your typical happy life.

So I went fishing and tried to see why she found me and if I could get her to flirt some. You know testing the waters to see if it’s worth my time. She played it off that her coworker wanted to see my other pictures and she was the scape goat. I kept flirting with her keeping it PG, and even played it off that I didn’t notice her husband or kids when she said she was bored one afternoon offering her a chance to grab a drink or meet up. After a week of this she said maybe we can meet for coffee before work.

So I kept after her, and she slipped up one morning and said her husband was gone on business. I said perfect let’s meet up, and I told her where I would be if she wanted to meet. She never said yes or no, I gave her the place and time and left it at that. So while sitting there wasting my morning figuring she was not gonna show, in she walks. Dressed in a skirt and button up shirt. The office attire kind. Nothing skimpy, very professional.

She sits down with me, she is blushing, and I can see she is having doubts about meeting a guy outside of her marriage. I quickly try and keep her mind off of it, flirt a little, and digging into her mind a little to see how far I can go. We had a good 20 mins of chatting when she said she had better get to her office, as she told her boss she had her kids doctor’s appointment. I pay, and walk her to the parking lot.

At her car she is still shy, blushing and nervous but she is definitely stalling from getting into her car. When I ask if she wants to meet in the morning again, she bit her lip seductively, which I grabbed her hand, pulled her too me and went in for a kiss. She immediately moaned and little, and breathed a little heavy. I let my hand fall onto her plump ass, gave it a squeeze, which made her knees buckle just a little. I insisted we go to my place down the street.

By the time we walk in my house she is ripping off her clothes and mine. She says we don’t have much time, I pick her up and put her on the kitchen island and start licking her pussy. And sucking her clit. I can tell that this doesn’t happen much for her, as in 45 seconds she is having her first shacking orgasm. I Rip Her bra off exposing her D-cup tits that have milked and nursed a couple kids. But sensitive to my nibbling. She strokes my cock, and guides it into her wet and warm pussy. She gasps as I push it deeper and start working it in and out of her. Every time I go back in she gasps, and shivers. I start licking and sucking her neck, her whimpers getting louder.

She has another string orgasmholding me tight inside her and the walls of her pussy contracting around my hard dick. I feel myself getting close. She says not to cum inside her, so she hopes down and takes me into her mouth and it doesn’t take long before I’m blowing my load down her throat. We help each other clean up, get dressed and inquire about meeting up again before her husband gets back.

She notices pictures of my wife, I thought she was going to get upset, but she says she can’t say anything because she is married too. I drop her off at her car and she went on her way. She later told me that was the first time she had cheated on her husband. But things had been rough lately because of his traveling for work. We have met up several times since, nothing more than 10-15 mins of fucking and making her orgasm and she leaves.