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Forbidden fruit - the gaffers girl!
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I remember the conversation as if it was yesterday. Technically it was actually 35 years ago but the words stuck in my head and to this day I haven’t forgotten them. We’d made our yearly trip to my mates house for the FA Cup Final into quite an event, ten of us sat in his front room watching Palace and United, even though non of us supported either of those teams. It had become a thing and this one was more special as later that year 8 of us were off to join the forces when we hot 16 so this was the last time we’d probably all be together.
It was our impending forces career that sparked the conversation about how many girls we were gonna have, all of us claiming we’d have the most, me getting a lot of stick for joining the Marines where females were scarce. Our mates dad sat there laughing but what he said next is a rule I’ve always lived by. “Don’t go to bed with Medusa and wake up with Madonna” he told us. “If they need stacks of makeup to look good they don’t look good” he added, his own wife testament to that as we’d all fancied her at some point.
I stayed in the forces until I was 40 doing 24 years for her majesty, my own wife hitting the brief I now lived by. We couldn’t have children and my postings became too much for her and I left the mob a single guy ready to embark on a new career, a course in design helping me secure employment with a family run business designing high end kitchens and bathrooms for people who clearly had way too much money.
The wages were good, very good in fact and life was ticking by nicely. I hadn’t remarried but I hadn’t gone without and to be honest I preferred the single lifestyle. I’d kept my military fitness and now cycled a lot. Lads who I sat watching FA cup finals with in our teens now donned the Lycra too and we often met up in Spain and France to test ourselves on the roads the pro’s used.
I returned to work from my latest trip to be met by Mick the owner and big boss and Gabby his hired HR help. “Dump your bags in your office and meet us in the board room, there’s a problem and we’ve not been able to solve it as you’ve been away” he growled knowing my absence was authorised. Inevitably panic set in but I knew I hadn’t fucked up personally so I relaxed as I found them both with another colleague Marie. “You look brown” she smiled, Gabby coughing to remind us we had things to sort.
I looked at Mick and he looked like he had a weight hanging around his neck. “Come on then, what’s up” I asked bluntly. He took a deep breath. “Don and Norm are retiring, two of our biggest clients now want drawings on a new computer system, your department is now down to one person….you….I have a solution, but it’s one thing I said I’d never do”. I’m not sure what he expected but I just laughed. That made Marie laugh which actually made him smile. “What you laughing at” he asked. “Well to be honest I feared the worst and thought we’d lost clients so this is something I’m sure we can fix. What’s your solution?”
“Emily has just graduated in design from Uni, can use every computer package going but I always said I wouldn’t employ family”. This made me laugh more. I stood up. “I’m done here. She can start tomorrow if that’s your worry” and I left the room and returned to my office. |
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I arrived early the following day looking to get in and catch up from my holidays but Mick’s car was already in the car park. I found him giving Emily a guided tour as I tried to creep past and miss him. “Ahh here’s your boss now” he beamed as Emily smiled her hello. I hadn’t seen her for years and she’d grown into an attractive twenty something, looking very much like her mother. I smirked at my mates dad’s words as she certainly ticked that box. She’d always been into hockey as a kid and was in very good shape with firm, well toned muscular legs sticking out from under a denim skirt.
“I’ll leave you to acquaint” Mick said, clearing off instantly, clearly glad of my arrival. “Nice to see you again, congrats on your uni degree, and under no circumstances am I your boss” I told her in one big breath, her body language changing as she visibly relaxed in-front of me.
We chatted as we made our way to the office as I pointed out things that were relevant. “Our office is the only space in the entire place that is key code protected” I told her explaining why as I shared the code. As we entered I could see her looking around taking everything in. “The two windows up there is the only source of natural light, we’re not overlooked by anyone and nobody can get in, so essentially it’s the most private space in town” I laughed as Emily raised her eyebrows making a strange looking face.
We kicked into work mode quickly and she was an absolute dream asking all the right questions and sharing what she already knew. We agreed on a plan of action and assigned her some work which needed converting, instantly saving myself hours. Eventually she would probably teach me things but for now we both kicked on.
Lunch came and went and we chatted casually through the day. She was incomparable to the last time we’d spoke and had a confidence I’d rarely seen in someone her age. Her work was immaculate too so I was happy when home time came and told her 9am would be ok for the morning.
I walked to my car and placed my had into my jacket pocket to retrieve my keys, a piece of material stopping me from finding them. What the hell I muttered to myself as I pulled out a skimpy red thong. I felt myself blush and looked around the car park as I eventually found the keys and hurriedly climbed into the drivers seat. I looked again, Emily waving as she drove past, my face getting redder.
I felt myself shake but couldn’t stop myself from
raising them to my face and inhaling. They’d be worn and recently, the scent making me stiffen down below, my cock straining hard against me. I didn’t know what to do as I drove home still in a bit of a daze. |
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Fantastic start please carry on dont leave us waiting too long |
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I sped into my bedroom when I got home and wasted no time getting the thing out of my pocket. It looked expensive name I hadn’t quite realised how revealing it would have looked on its owner, the material see through and suggestive. I felt slightly ashamed but couldn’t help myself from freeing my cock and wanking. I wrapped the thong around my shaft and made sure the tip of my length was positioned right against where the pussy would have been. I let out a long sigh when I came, a nice sensation to climax so powerfully but equally an air of guilt over how it had happened.
There’s no way it could have been anyone other than Emily but I racked my brain and felt a surge of shock when I realised I had my jacket on when I’d hugged Marie hello earlier. No way I said to myself. She wouldn’t would she. I checked the underwear and saw they were a size 10-12. It definitely ruled out Gabby but Marie was in as good shape as Emily. I was confused.
Sleep was intermittent and I woke before my alarm hoping a shower would snap me back into life. I was the first car into work and got there at 8, ignoring my own instructions to be there for 9. If only we had cctv I sighed as I let myself into the office and checked my emails. Time flew and I jumped in shock slightly as the door opened and Emily walked in all smiley and chatty. We swapped pleasantries and confirmed the days plans, my eyes struggling to keep off her legs that were more viable in a shorter skirt and her boobs that clearly weren’t being held in a bra, her nipples putting her t shirt under enormous pressure. She made no attempt to cover up and smiled when she caught me looking.
For the second day running her work was incredible and the backlog of jobs was being chewed up with incredible pace, accuracy and professionalism. “Do you want a brew” I asked around 1030, Emily confirming she’d take a tea, white, one sugar. I was only out of the office 5 mins and when I returned Emily was deep in conversation on a teams call so I quietly placed her drink alongside her and pulled my chair out.
I froze as if I’d seen a ghost, my heart nearly beating out of my chest. We’re I’d been sat moments before sat a black thong, sexier than yesterday’s, visible signs it was fresh off its owner. My cock nearly burst. Hurriedly I pushed it into my pocket, sat down and tried to draw, my hand shaking on the mouse as I tried to finish drawing a kitchen cabinet. Emily’s call finished and further panic set in. |
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By *arcusdMan 41 weeks ago
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The silence was killing me as she casually carried on with her duties. “Do you want a brew” I nervously asked, immediately realising I’d just made one. “Scrap that, senior moment” I blurted quickly feigning a laugh as she gave me a piercing look that made my tummy tighten. I was literally saved by the bell, as our door was knocked and I stood and had a conversation with one of the young joiners who had some feedback from a job he’d been on. His suggestions were excellent and I’d forgotten all about Emily by the time I wished him well and turned back towards my desk.
I hadn’t even taken one step when I was stopped dead in my tracks. Emily had flung her right leg over her chair arm, her naked pussy on clear view as her eyes locked on mine. “I bet daddy forgot to say I’m a naughty girl now I’m grown up” she said as she teasingly bit on her lip. “The black sheep of the family some might say. Kicked out of boarding school and my first university for my constant desire for older man’s cock and now the stupid twat has paired me up with a single guy in the most private office possible”. She smiled widely but said nothing else.
I had no reply. For fuck sake man get a grip. You’ve fought the Taliban, been to troubled areas across Europe, surely you can handle a spoilt brat I told myself, the growing bulge in my trousers betraying my thought process as the devil in my brain overpowered the angel.
“Mmmmm” Emily purred quietly as she noticed my cock, two fingers from her left hand now pushing past her lips and into what sounded like a very wet pussy. Watching a female masturbate is a real favourite of mine so I was in no rush to hurry her up as I felt my hands creeping to my belt, my zip coming down as I unfastened my jeans. “Show me it” she said softly, her hand quickening as I revealed my cock to her. At nearly 7 inches it isn’t massive but I’d always received compliments on its thickness and Emily made the same compliment as she brought herself to climax.
I was happy to let her set the pace. She knew what she wanted and I was in no mood to deprive her. She found my cock with her mouth , her lips placing kisses on my shaft before she took it into her mouth properly. My ego took a boost when she struggled to get it all in but she found a way and it was very clear this wasn’t her first rodeo as her head bobbed frantically.
I was in heaven and stood there weighing up whether I should tell her I was close when my computer burst into life and an incoming Teams call disturbed the moment. “You know I have to take that” I told her but she insisted I kept my trousers down, her tongue licking my balls eagerly as I attempted to chat to a colleague at another site. Hanging up I knew the horn rage had kicked in and I took over.
Standing up, she mirrored my actions but I gave her no chance to speak. I turned her powerfully and bent her over the desk. “Oh fuck, yes please” she giggled as she spread her legs wider and invited me to fuck her hard. With all the security focused on our offices I guessed we’d soon find how sound proof they really were as I wasn’t holding back as I gripped her waist and thrust into her with one push. “Oh go on then you dirty bastard” she winced as she realised how girthy I am. |
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Mick’s car was already in the car park when I got in the following morning which annoyed me as I wanted to be in the office when Emily came in. I’d made a plan and I was eager to follow it through. As luck would have it she was with daddy as I strolled through and let myself in to our room, my focus now on following through with my intentions.
She wasn’t long behind me and I stood waiting making her jump slightly as she opened the door and saw me stood there. “Morning handsome” she giggled as I held her by both shoulders and pushed her up against the wall. Her skirt was just as short as yesterday’s and I lifted it with the intentions of taking her knickers off. “I’ll take them off myself today I whispered” her laugh filling me ear as I found nothing there but flesh.
I was a bit gutted but equally just as turned on knowing she’d come to work with intent again. It also dawned on me that I hadn’t yet seen her boobs, baggy jumpers and chunky cardigans having virtually hidden them in the days we’d worked together. “It’s ok, let’s see if you forgot your bra too” I told her as she lifted her arms straight and I eased her jumper over her head.
Knowing how athletic she was I expected her to be firm but not huge but was pleasantly surprised to see a nice D cup pair. “Im saving for a new pair” she told me pulling a sad face. “Don’t you bloody dare, they’re incredible” I told her, her athleticism giving her naturally what most women would dream of.
Reality kicked in and and I focused back on her. “Jesus, I have a naked 22 year old in my office and it isn’t even 9am” I chuckled. “You’ll have your cock inside said 22 year old if you stop bloody chatting and get your cock out” she snapped back as she tugged it free and wrapped her legs around my waist as we stood in the office fucking passionately.
I ignored a Teams call from Marie, her name appearing on Emily’s screen seconds later. “She can wait” we both said in near unison as my cock slid slowly in and out of Emily. She was tight anyway but this angle made her grip incredible. I managed to nuzzle my head into her chest taking a nipple in my mouth. “Where do you want my cum today” is whispered in her ear, memories of the last encounter flooding back as she swallowed my entire load. “Anywhere but in me, I’m not protected” she blushed which made it all seem more riskier. “On your knees I told her” my cum splashing over her tits seconds later. |
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Emily was half dressed when a knock on the door made her scramble around for the remainder of her clothes. “Oh here you are” Marie said as she came into the office with a huff. “What’s that smell” she quizzed, my cum still all over Emily’s tits as she hadn’t had chance to clean up properly before redressing. Thankfully, Marie was more focused on work and spent five minutes ranting about something we already knew, the both of us just nodding and pretending to be interested.
She took the hint, realising we were one step ahead. Replacing, she started to smile. “What is it with you youngsters and fashion” she asked Emily who gave her a blank look in reply. “Your skirts on backwards love” Marie added, the youngster playing dumb as I blushed and buried my head in my work. We both laughed when she’d gone. “I’m just gonna go clean up” Emily told me as I sat gobsmacked at how surreal the morning had been so far.
Playful banter was the theme for the rest of the day as we ploughed through the work. Her desire to shock her family was one thing I knew I had to deal with soon but her actual ability within our industry was exceptional and I could only see her joining us leading to us winning bigger contracts, I just needed to find a way of calming her down whilst here. If she wanted to fuck a slightly balding 50 year old I’m not gonna stop her but no way am I going to lose my job for a bit of pussy. I started to draft a speech together in my head! |
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All those years of military training, recognising combat indicators, reading a room blah blah blah and I fell for it hook like and fucking sinker. I was all set to go with big speech but when Emily rocked into work the next morning looking she was going to try out for choir practice I didn’t think the time was right. She said very little through the morning, her work exemplary again. Lunch came and went and I was starting to miss the carefeee behaviour she’d been exhibiting.
“We have a site visit tomorrow afternoon” I reminded her. “Jeans and boots are the non negotiables I’m afraid. You’ll have to get safety boots tonight if you don’t have any” I added. Emily looked at me blankly and I could see a look I’d seen a few times of late creeping onto her face. Oh fuck here we go I gulped to myself. “So I can’t wear these then” she asked as she lifted her dress up over her head, the sirens thing of beauty as I took it all in.
“This is what you dirty old men love isn’t it” she teased as her hands played with the grip around the top of her hold ups. I hadn’t the heart to tell her I preferred stockings. She’d gone commando, and her boobs were held up in a tribute to physics by a bra which was literally quarter of a normal cup making her hard brown nipples visible.
She turned and faced away, her legs parting to reveal a shiny jewelled butt plug. “Has that been in all day” I asked, Emily nodding her reply. “Take it out and tongue my arse deep” she demanded, her words powerful and full of intent. She gasped as I tugged at her, my hands pulling her cheeks wider as I dropped to my knees. I’d always been eager but had never actually licked a woman’s bum before so I proceeded carefully, Emily telling me to go deeper.
Either she was faking or I was doing well as within minutes her moans filled the room. Paranoia crept in and I kept checking the door knowing full well we were safe. I freed my cock before it snapped and pushed a thumb into her pussy which was unbelievably wet. I stood up to fuck her and rubbed my cock teasingly along her lips. “Not there” she told me, the green light lit for me to fuck her arse. I felt guilty but spat onto her hole, my cock now rubbing against it ready to pounce.
She couldn’t wait any longer and reached back guiding me into her arse. I knew to wait once I was in, Emily slowly gyrating to accommodate me. “Go on” she whispered as I upped my pace and started to find a rhythm, her vice like grip making it a huge challenge. |
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Saturday was the alpha male day and I looked forward to meeting a few mates at different times of the day. My first commitment was always Marie and park run and as we ambled around the 5k with ease we chatted about work and inevitably Marie brought up Emily. “You jealous I get the young superstar’s in my department” I teased as my mate confessed she’d marvelled at work she’d seen from my colleague. We chatted more post run with coffee and cake. “What you upto later” she asked, my usual reply of pub, watch sport, more beer and curry being all too familiar to her. “Join us if you’re bored” I suggested, Marie looking shocked at her invite into the holy grail of drinking groups. She politely declined as a friend had a new child for her to meet!
I ran home as clearly I hadn’t worked hard enough, my phone starting to buzz as my watch confirmed the group chat banter had already started. I ignored it as I pounded the streets, my pace quickening as I pushed to see what I was capable of at my age, my knees not creaking yet!
I dug around inside my jacket pocket for my house key when I finally got home, panic setting in briefly as I struggled to find it. “There’s a spare under the mat” a voice called out making me jump as I wasn’t paying attention. “What the fu…” I started as Emily stood there smiling widely, an unseasonal long coat covering her. I went to speak but she beat me to it. “You really should be more security conscious” she tutted as I found my key, the spare in her hand as she’d clearly been routing around. “I was gonna wait upstairs but thought this would be more fun” her hand tossing me my key as she unfastened her coat revealing her naked body underneath.
“You can fuck me in the shower” she told me as we entered my house and climbed the stairs. She led the way and stopped half way up sticking her bum out suggestively. I didn’t need an invite, my tongue pushing into her sex, her lips engorged in anticipation. She came quite quickly which surprised me and we stumbled to my en-suite, the water going on as she tugged at my running kit removing clothes in record time. |
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By *issitCouple 41 weeks ago
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Fabulous story, what a girl. |
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By *SB1971Man 41 weeks ago
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Wow, what a great story 🔥🔥🔥🔥 |
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There was a definite spring in my step as I walked into town just after lunch time. Emily had been on top form and we’d fucked all over my bedroom from the end to the shower, back to the bed, the floor and finally in the window. I had nothing behind me to put myself in trouble so it wasn’t as risky as it sounded. As I dressed I casually threw in parts of my speech I didn’t say the other day and told Emily that if I were to keep my job then this would have to stop. “I know” she admitted, which actually made me feel sad. “I’m starting to become a bit of an addict to anything that’s not normal and as hard as a I try to behave myself I just can’t” she confessed, a look of guilt on her face.
I had so many questions I’d save for another day so I just hugged her which seemed to be the perfect tonic. I felt her soften in my embrace. She was clearly in control of herself which was encouraging and damn she was fucking sexy and I definitely wasn’t prepared to suggest we stop but I was reassured that she’d taken the hint about work and making sure we didn’t put ourselves in a position where we could be unemployed.
The lads were on top form which made the afternoon a dream. I won a few quid on some bets, Marie popped in for one pint, the guys pleased to see her and her departure prompted loads of questions inevitably about why we weren’t a couple. This was par for the course and we soon moved on in conversation and venue going for an early curry as we decided we’d stay out longer and watch some boxing that was due on in a couple of hours.
Six of us sat to eat and while I searched the menu for something new and different my mate Des chirped up. “That’s your gaffer Mick down there with his family isn’t it”. I tried to be all casual and looked down the restaurant. He was right, the entire family was in with a couple of faces I hadn’t seen before. I wasn’t bothered about saying hello but predictably my bladder let me down and I had to go that way for the toilet.
I was spotted almost immediately. “Hello mate, bit early for you isn’t it” he said as I neared their table. I told him about the boxing before saying my hellos. I gave his Mrs a kiss on the cheek and she did the mum thing of embarrassing Emily about work. Tommy, the younger brother got a fist pump and Emily casually said hi as I was introduced to Joe, Tommy’s mate and Dean, Emily’s long term boyfriend.
Those words hit me harder than I expected, Emily looking down to avoid eye contact. Weirdly I felt my cock stiffen so I wished them goodnight and headed to the toilet quickly. My emotions were mixed and as I stepped out of the loos Emily stood there waiting. I shushed her before she spoke. “You know what I said earlier. Yeah, well all rules are now null and void. If you’re going to be a cheating slut, you can get it on tap and your little boyfriend out there can clean you up after I’ve had you”. I had no idea where this outburst had come from but felt great as I walked back to the lads and I’d already made my mind up I wasn’t going home alone tonight. |
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My head hurt the following morning as I opened my eyes and tried to focus. I had no recollection of getting home but knew I was definitely in my place. The toilet flushing made me aware I wasn’t alone and I tended nervously as I heard footsteps walk back towards me. “Ah you’re alive then” the voice laughed, its owner naked and making no attempt to cover up. She looked a damn site closer to my age than Emily but for the life of me I had no idea what her name was.
“Hi” I offered back weakly as she climbed back in beside me. “It has so much potential last night, let’s see if it works now” she giggled as she confidently grabbed my cock and started wanking it to full stiffness. “Ahh good boy” she whispered as she leant over and kissed me deeply, a slight hint of cigarette in her mouth as our tongues entwined. Her curvy body was receptive to my touch, her nipples bullet hard as I tweaked them both. She threw a leg over me putting herself on top, her boobs available for my mouth as I alternated between them both.
She moaned softly but was in the mood to accelerate the proceedings, adjusting herself so we ended up in the 69 position, her pussy naked and visibly wet as I pushed my tongue towards her. She’d taken me in her mouth before I got to her and I paused slightly, a tongue piercing giving me a sensation I hadn’t experienced before. She tasted great and gyrated in unison with my tongue, my face sodden in her juices as she kept on at my cock. She came noisily but didn’t dwell on it, moving down my body and sliding onto my dick, her hands grabbing my ankles.
Let’s see what her boundaries are I said to myself as I pulled her cheeks apart for a better view, her bum exposed and vulnerable as my right thumb pushed against it. She didn’t twitch or complain so I pressed harder and watched it sink in to the knuckle, my view prompting me to reach for my phone and take a sneaky pic or two. She’d coated my cock in her juices and I told her how good it looked inside her which spurred her on to ride me harder.
The signs I was due to climax came after a couple more minutes and I asked her where she wanted my cum. “Deep in my cunt” wasn’t very ladylike for a Sunday I chuckled but she clearly knew what she wanted and I wasn’t in the mood to disappoint. I came hard and she hopped off quickly taking my slowly softening cock into her mouth cleaning me up with enthusiasm.
“Wow, you’re fucking incredible” I told her slightly out of breath. “Why thank you” she mock bowed reaching for her own phone. “It’s about half ten” I told her anticipating she wanted the time. “Yeah I know babe, I’m just letting my husband know he can come pick me up as we’re out for lunch later”. I had no words and she could sense my awkwardness. “Oh don’t worry honey, we all have needs on a night out. Don’t feel used you’re a big boy” she grinned. “I’m only gutted as I wanted to see you again” I replied quickly hoping to save face. “With that cock, that’s a given” she beamed, my week getting more and more surreal by the day. |
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By *D IrishMan 41 weeks ago
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That was a twist! Did you get her name?! |
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I spent Sunday afternoon trying to piece together the last few days. A rampant twenty something who had a boyfriend but enjoyed the thrill of an older man and a one night stand with a married woman who wanted more. Fucking hell lad you certainly know how to pick em I told myself as I reached for my mobile and text Marie to see what she was upto. Jack shit was her very speedy reply, my next text telling her I’d pick her up in 10 mins as I needed food and hadn’t got any. Best thing you’ve ever said was her next contribution to the conversation as I wondered about looking for my keys and wallet.
The food was epic and we had a laugh as we chomped away at our respective carvery’s. We caught up on everything non work related and didn’t even mention the W word as we got greedy and ordered pudding. “Look at us two loners eating out with no other halves” Marie laughed. “Fair one mate, maybe we should find partners and settle down” I suggested with a hint of sarcasm. “Fuck that, cheating males always let you down” she snarled as she reflected back on her ex husbands extra curricular activities.
It hit me harder than I expected knowing hours earlier I’d slept with a married woman. In my defence I could hardly remember my own name I’d had that much but I promised myself I wouldn’t go there again, Emily also joining that list as she too had a partner. “Penny for them” Emily said interrupting my thoughts. “Sorry mate, here let me get this” I added pulling my wallet from my pocket. Marie smiled, her smile quickly turning into a throaty laugh when I opened my wallet and a piece of paper fell out with a name and number on it.
“Haha you naughty bugger, who’s Gail” she asked, her laugh now attracting attention from people nearby. “I’ve genuinely no idea” I shrugged, the giggles taking over me too as I really didn’t know. “Ring it” Marie said, her words stopping me in my tracks. “Not a bloody chance” I told her giving her a look that showed her I meant it. We drove home with Marie still teasing, my mind now wrestling with itself on what I should do. My conscience won and I tore it up, the rest of my journey spent convincing myself it was the married woman from earlier.
I slept better than I thought I would and when my alarm rang the following morning I woke quickly, eager to start the new week knowing I’d made my stance about sleeping with people in relationships. Little did I know. |
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By *ou75Woman 41 weeks ago
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I have really enjoyed this so far thank you ☺️ |
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Mick was stood next to his car when I pulled into my normal spot just before 8.30 that Monday morning. “Morning mate” I offered as I stepped out my car and retrieved my bag from the boot. “I’m your welcoming party this morning” he grimaced after wishing me a good morning. “And what’s the occasion” I enquired curiously. “The boyfriend dumped her. Nobody’s ever dumped her and let’s just say I’m glad I’m not going to see her for another 8 hours. Tread carefully”. I thanked him for his heads up and made my way in.
Worry was far from my mind, in fact I was doing my best to to stifle a laugh. Mick’s a top lad and had looked after me well but for fucks sake I’d got no time for spoilt little princesses and if she wanted to kick off and throw a hissy fit then bring it on, I’d soon fight fire with fire.
I typed the code into the key pad and stepped into the office carefully, the usual left turn allowing me to see the whole office in one shot. “About bloody time” Emily smiled, her completely naked body draped into her office chair, her legs spread wide invitingly. She looked naughty, a steely glint in her eyes as she stood, walked over and freed my growing cock.
The sex wasn’t romantic, it wouldn’t win awards and a paying audience would have been asking for a refund but the roughness and seediness was everything Emily wanted and needed. I finished over her freshly waxed pubic area and Emily scooped it up into her mouth making approving noises as she tasted my cum.
Words weren’t spoken and I readjusted myself and started to work. Emily hadn’t dressed. I could see her clothes in her bag. “Aren’t you bothering to dress” I laughed. “No” she snapped back. “I’ll be wanting more soon. I’m not in a good mood and you’ll fix that”, her arrogance now pushing my limits. She’d stood to reach a file and my hand crashed powerfully against her left bum cheek making her squeal very loudly, my hand stinging slightly as her bum showed my handprint.
“If you’re in a mood then you sort your shit out or fuck off” I told her in a tone I’d used in the military. A tear had formed given the ferocity of my smack. “You’re even sexier when you’re angry” she told me, quickly realising she’d gonna too far. I went to speak but she interrupted, apologising profusely as she dressed quickly. She couldn’t sit as her bum hurt too much but she’d got the message. I could hear her sob slightly and I guessed she was genuinely upset but I was in no mood to play games and she now knew that! |
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More soon guys. Thanks for the messages. Busy day. |
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By *onbobMan 41 weeks ago
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Awesome so far where does it g o now ???? |
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Amazing as always.
Said it before and will keep saying it. Such a talant. Can imagine everything you write. So glad a new story is here even though you didnt tell me! Lol.
Anyone who hasn't. Make sure you green arrow him and read all his other amazing story's.
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By early afternoon she’d clearly got her second wind and came to me with puppy eyes and a look that told me trouble was forthcoming. “Can you smack me again please sir” she asked, presenting her backside to me as she did. She didn’t wait for answer and fully exposed her bum, her naked skin ready for my hand.
After four hearty slaps she was red and her skin looked angry. She was reaching her limits so rewarded with cock, thrusting it into her from behind as she clung on to the edge of her desk. I’d never felt her pussy this wet before, my shaft coated with her juices as I thrust into her. I knew I wasn’t going to last long so I gave her everything I’d got, my orgasm powerful as I emptied myself inside her.
“You fucking came in me” she whimpered, a look of upset spreading over her. “Yes I did and if you want my cock again you’ll get used to it and take the necessary precautions to avoid any accidents”. “Yes sir” she whispered back.
Half an hour later she was taking cock again, my mind totally off any form of work I had planned and completely focused on showing Emily that if she wanted to be a princess she wasn’t going to be one with me. This time I had her on her back on the desk, her feet up over my shoulders as I held her in the small of her back and penetrated her deeper than she’d been fucked before. Her eyes rolled about in her head as I banged her hard. Having only cum 30 mins before I knew this would take a while but was enjoying how she’d given herself to me.
“My arse has never been fucked in this position” she teased, a grin spreading over my face as I took in her words, a loud knock at the door disturbing us as we scrambled to make ourselves decent.
It was Mick! “I’m sorry my love but I have to leave and go and see gran so I can’t take you home” he told her. “It’s ok, I’m sure I can find a lift” she said casting her eyes my way. “Yeah no worries” I replied trying to be cool in front of the boss hiding my erection that had been in his daughter only seconds before.
We laughed loudly when he left agreeing that perhaps some work was needed to keep people from questioning what we’d been doing. “You can fuck my arse in your car” she grinned, teasing me to see if she’d get smacked again, the temptation great as she wiggled back to her desk. |
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We got out of the office and across the car park in record time trying not to draw too much attention to ourselves when 5pm finally came. I’d already rehearsed the route to hers in my head, Emily telling me there was a decent woods not far from hers. I knew where she meant as we headed out the car park.
The roads were quiet as we scooted around the country lanes, the benefit of Mick having a big pad in the middle of nowhere. I knew to left left at the crossroads rather than going straight on which would take us to the woods. There wasn’t designated parking but enough clearings to park up, the trees plentiful and low making it a naturally dark area which gave a bit more security.
We hopped over the five bar gate, Emily instantly climbing out her clothes, ditching them by the bottom of a tree as she wondered further into find a private area. I sensed she’d been here before but didn’t ask, my eyes too focussed on her flawless body to care what she might have done previously.
“This looks perfect” she smiled. “Get you cock out” she added as she dropped to her knees as I walked to her. I filled her mouth as she brought me to full stiffness, her technique now immaculate after all our recent encounters.
The sex was awkward as we stumbled about trying to avoid tree debris and stones that dug into us so we stood with Emily bent over a fallen branch. I hadn’t forgotten the office earlier and made sure I filled her backside, my cum oozing out of her right hole as I softened. “Let’s get you home” I suggested as she gave me a whicked smile, dressing quickly before we hopped back into the car. I’d guessed at a U turn and back to the crossroads but Emily told me to continue until the next right which would bring me onto her road.
It was lovely to see her mum again as I pulled to a stop. “It’s been ages” she smiled widely as we hugged hello and she thanked me for bringing Emily home. The youngster shot into the house leaving us to chat and it really was a joy catching up as she’s such a lovely woman. My moral compass needed recalibrating when I had to block out what I’d just done to her prescious daughter but I said my goodbyes and headed home a happy man.
I’d go no plans for the evening which made a change so as I stepped into my house I headed straight to the bathroom to run a bath, my phone pinging away in the background as I added bubbles. I’ll deal with that in a few minutes I told myself as the phone went again. |
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The heat of the water stung a bit as I lowered myself down into it. The bubbles were scented making it smell appealing. All that was missing was candles I laughed to myself as I submerged myself under enjoying the heat. A muffled sound made me come back up. I must be hearing things I told myself ignoring any urge to go and investigate. I heard it again. Someone was knocking at my door.
I wasn’t expecting anyone so I lay there hoping they’d go away. The knocking stopped but the phone calls started. I’d forgotten about the previous messages but now wasn’t the time. I looked at the screen and Marie’s name filled it. This wasn’t uncommon for a weekend. She’d leave a message if she was desperate, now was me time and she could wait.
Alexa played some tunes for me as I lowered myself as far as I could go, the music loud enough to block out any distractions. I left my phone where it was and thought about the week ahead and what I had to do.
Alexa had done such a good job that I was totally unprepared for what happened next as my bathroom door burst open and a furious looking Marie stood there with no respect for me naked in my bath. “What the fuck Marie” I started, her face telling me she wasn’t here for a game of charades.
“How long have you been fucking her” she snapped as I turned the music off. I played dumb. “I have no idea what you’re on about” I lied. “There are pics on your phone that would say otherwise” she hissed as I reached for it realising I was now fully exposed to her as I saw photos of us climbing over the fence. There was nothing more conclusive than that it I knew I couldn’t insult her intelligence with lies. My head filled with questions but the answers were obvious so I kept my mouth shut.
For no obvious reason, considering my current situation, my cock had started to grow. Marie could see everything and now she was staring at my naked body and my thickening penis. “You do not know how many times I’ve thought of this moment” she told me in much softer tones, her hand reaching out and her fingers running down my chest, over my naval and onto my cock.
“If everyone else at work is fucking you I might as well take my turn” she said with no emotion. This wasn’t the right move and I knew it but I didn’t see another way as I pulled Marie closer and our lips connected for the first time. She’d always been the one but we’d hit the friend zone immediately due to work but now the rules were going down the plug faster than the water. |
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There’d been a few rumours about Emily’s approach to sex but I always ignored them but as I saw more of her body I began to wonder if they were true. Eat me was tattooed above her pussy, her nipple piercings big and heavy, but it was the fire in her eyes that told me I was in for something special.
She placed my hands on the edge of the bath and nudged my legs open. Kneeling behind my she wasted no time in pushing her tongue into my arse, her hand reaching through to wank my cock. “We’re easing into this then” I laughed as she just let out a soft moan and pushed her tongue deeper. I could hear her wanking with her feee hand, the squelches loud and inviting as I imagined my cock inside her.
“Bedroom” she said in a tone that was as much as a command as a question and I led the way. I turned to face her and was pushed back onto my bed as Marie climbed up, her feet either side of me on the mattress as she lowered herself onto my cock. “Perfect” she moaned as her hands clawed at my nipples aggressively, her hips making a figure of eight pattern as her pubic bone ground itself against mine.
I got the impression she’d not had any for a while, her energy levels high as she came quickly. “I bet the young whore doesn’t do this” she said randomly as she leaned back slightly and squirted all over my cock. I’d never seen the like in real life and was shocked but pleasured as her face contorted with the emotion of her orgasm.
I felt empty given me earlier exploits so I knew I’d last ages which pleased me as I hoped she’d be able to do that again. She certainly did, a seemingly endless stream making me and my bed very wet. I needed to change position and managed to get Marie onto her back. “Do me hard from behind” she begged as we stood and she leant over the bed.
My cock had no trouble slipping in and I grabbed her hands piling them back behind her body creating an arch in the bottom of her back that let me go deeper. The sound of my body slamming against hers filled the rooms, Marie’s moans adding to the cacophony. Her thighs were soaking and her legs slightly wobbly as we connected sexually, my own orgasm starting to build. “I’m gonna cum babe” I moaned as Marie slid off me and dropped to her knees.
Her mouth was as greedy as her pussy and she devoured every millimetre of my length as I finally emptied myself down her throat. Marie drained everything I’d got and looked smug when she came up for air. |
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By *ohn_1983Man 41 weeks ago
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For the first time in ages I took a sicky the next time telling the boss I’d got a funny tummy but would work from home on my laptop catching up on emails d admin etc. He said that there was plenty going around which made me feel better and guiltier at the same time. I couldn’t control what was happening so I stayed away hoping it would naturally sort itself out. Marie had been quite matter of fact with me before she left but I’d found it much easier to talk with her than Emily.
Both women text me during the day, thankfully asking after my health rather than questioning my absence or suggesting anything else. I replied thanking them, Emily messaging back with a work update which allowed me to switch my laptop off as she’d more than got things covered.
I had a nap then caught up on some tv. I was feeling really guilty now for being off but considered stretching it to a second day to really dampen the flames and to make my fake sickness seem more authentic. I decided I’d wait until the morning before making a decision.
My watch showed me work had now technically ended so I relaxed a bit more, enjoying the freedom of being able to potter about at home with no drama. I could get used to this I thought as I calculated my finances and wondered if I could retire much earlier than forecast. I didn’t get the answers I wanted, plus I knew I’d get bored so I laughed at my enthusiasm and out the kettle on. The answer to everything was a cuppa my mum always said and while I was in the fridge looking for milk I started to think ahead to eating some food, my thoughts disturbed by a knock on the door.
I panicked! I don’t look ill if it was a colleague. What of others the wing colleague and either Marie or Emily. Fuck, I cursed as I had a moment of clarity and reached for my mobile. I remembered I had the cctv app attached to it and that would allow me to see who was at my door.
It was neither Marie or Emily but a brunette I’d never seen before. Attractive and in her mid 40s I guessed, her attire suggested she’d just finished work. Questions stormed into my head at a rate of knots as I walked towards the door, now eager to know who she is and what she wanted. |
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“Hi can I help you” I asked politely as I opened the door and stood facing the stranger. “Well, you look a damn site better than the last time I saw you she beamed”, clearly not offended by my ignorance oof not knowing her. “Ahhh I suspect alcohol was involved” I replied hoping she’d help fill a few gaps. “Indeed it was, we’d both had one too many perhaps”, her face growing more appealing as I took in her beauty. “You wrote your address down and told me to pop in for a brew if I saw your car here and….well, I was in the area” she blushed. “I gave you my number back but perhaps you’re not interested” as she became a bit flustered and clearly regretted the cold call. “Gail?” I said, it being more of a question than me reassuring her I hadn’t forgotten. “Ahh you remembered” she grinned as I stood to one side and invited her in noting the big Merc as I saw her car parked on my drive.
The awkwardness evaporated quickly as we reached the kitchen and I offered her a drink. “The kettles just boiled, or I have something stronger” I teased as she settled on a coffee. “Nice place” she complimented as she studied some art on my wall, perhaps pretending to be more interested than she was.
“I had a very sore head the morning after I met you” I confessed, my mind now wondering who the married woman was as I was convinced that was Gail. “You may need to fill a few blanks in, or perhaps we start from fresh and this is a blind date” I laughed seeing her visibly relax. She filled a few blanks for me which helped, the main bit being she was essentially a friend of a friend who’d recently moved to the area.
I discreetly looked at her hands and there were no signs of engagement or wedding rings and she began to tell me about her work and how she’d settled into the area. I listened intently as she spoke. She was really interesting and quite mesmerising in the way she spoke. I kept eye contact but studied her body which was as impressive as her, my eyes noticing subtle bulges high on her thighs under her dress. She’s wearing suspenders I told myself excitedly trying to stifle a smile as I continued to listen.
This woman was seriously hot and I dug around inside my mind wondering how I’d get to the next base. There was a natural pause in conversation and I told her I was about to order food and did she want something? She jumped at the chance which pleased me and we decided on Italian as Gail moved over to my settee and sat closer. |
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