So this one is a few years in the making that just took I guess an inevitable turn to something we never intended it to be.

I have been engaged for a couple years now, been with the same girl for just over 3 years. During that time I have never lost contact with an old FWB of mine. She was this curvy Latina with soul devouring eyes and a confidence that radiated from her delicious smile. After me and my fiancé started dating, my FWB and I took a step back to not cross any lines as she was dating another guy as well. But it didn’t last long before we were texting each other again, we told each other we would only text and keep it innocent. But that soon progressed to confessing about sexual dreams either was having about the other which progressed into confessions of taking care of ourselves to the thoughts of those dreams.

Slowly we progressed to fantasizing about what we would do with each other, knowingly taking care of ourselves as we did. That lasted a few months before teasing photos were introduced, all in the name of innocence and still setting a hard line we would never cross out of respect for the others relationship. Those photos eventually got more revealing ‘accidentally’ and once again led to the knowing masturbation to each others photos. On and on we went, adding voice messages, and eventually videos. After over a year of this my FWB ended up getting married and we inevitably took a step back from our, activities. But once again, it didn’t last long.

Within a few months of calming the fire, I decided to pay her a surprise visit at her place of work, she worked in the hospitality business and managed an entire building. While I was in her office she was having ‘issues’ with a program on her computer and innocently asked me to come around and see if I could help her with it, as she sat in her desk chair and I leaned in front of her working on the excel spreadsheet for her, she intentionally moved her chair forward and pressed her large, delicious breasts into my arms, and when I looked back at her she smirked and bit her bottom lip saying only “oops,” but her eyes with those ulterior motives said otherwise.

I went back to my chair across her desk and had to not-so-subtly readjust myself as my pants suddenly got, tighter. Her eyes drifted down and I could see the thoughts rolling around her promiscuous mind. She looked at me and told me to come with her, she wanted to show me around some of her new units. I not-so-hesitantly rose to my feet, tucking myself under my waistband so as not to be so obvious about her effect on me, and we walked around the complex, eventually coming to one of the demo rooms that was fully furnished for showing prospective tenants. As she walked me around she made sure to point out the shower and its sliding glass door, hinting to a photo she previously sent me, making it a point to express how spacious the shower was before heading back out to the kitchen and into the living room where there were two chairs positioned by the windows. She walked over and took a seat in the one, her cleavage very visible from my standing perspective as she put her nearest leg up on an ottoman and slid her fingers up and down her bare thigh, “you know, I’ve been thinking. It has been quite a while since we’ve had any of our fun conversations, I know why we took a step back but I can’t help but think that as long as we keep our hard line of not actually fucking each other, its not really cheating,” her wedding ring was glistening very brightly as her hand slid up her thigh into the sunlight from the window.

I didn’t know what to say, I was frozen in my tracks. She giggled adorably as she saw the effect she elicited on me, better than she would’ve hoped for. She glanced over at the chair across from her, then back at me biting that bottom lip again. I obeyed.

As I sat down and looked over I saw she wasn’t wearing any panties, and I could see clearly how clean shaven she was. She smiled and pulled her skirt up to her hips fully displaying herself to me, and the window. “Um,” I looked at the window “aren’t you worried about anybody out there??” I asked with a slight nervous vibration in my voice. “Oh, no I’m not” she giggled again “where do you think I used to come during our fun little conversations?” She scooted up a bit on the chair to reveal a slightly dark stain on the seat….remnants of how insanely wet I remembered her getting. She could now see the obvious tenting of my pants. “Aren’t you going to join me?” As her fingers slid up her thigh and spread her lips for me, showing me exactly how that stain got there by how soaking wet she was already. And that was the first time we conducted a mutual masturbation together.

We did this rarely, but continued for the better part of half the year, I could tell how much of a rise she got from being right by the window for anyone to see and I loved the exhibitionist side of her. Eventually even the mutual masturbation needed to take a step up, and her being the assertive confident Latina woman she is, made that request. One of the days while we were in the heat of the moment, I asked her what she was thinking about and she told me she was thinking about tasting and feeling the warmth I shoot out across my chest all those times, she wanted me to aim it into her mouth and onto her chest, which I originally thought was crossing the line, but remembered it wasn’t crossing the hard line we set almost 2 years before of not actually fucking. But I wanted add a stipulation.

“Do you still have that wireless toy I got you years ago?” I asked with a smile, she nodded “Mhmmm,” her eyes glued to mine. “I will do as you asked and let you have a taste after all these years, IF,” her fingers paused rubbing wet sloppy circles around her clit as she waited for my demands, “IF, for 2 weeks of you working, you wear that wireless toy and refrain from cumming that whole time, that includes from your husband too,” her fingers slowly started to roll in circles over her deliciously prominent clit, “and when we have our next meetup, I want you to squirt for me, after that I will complete your request.” She tilted her head down and her jaw dropped with a slight moan escaping, I could tell the thought of withholding from her husband only to let me edge her from afar was having the effect I wanted on her. She bit her bottom lip hard and curled her toes, her eyes rolled back and she let out a sultry “uh-huuuuuuh, mmmmmmmmm” as her orgasm flowed through her, experiencing her last orgasm for at least two weeks.

To be continued...