II really can’t believe I’m writing this down, but II can’t really believe I’m living thee two lives I’m living right now, either. In myy first life, I’m aa happily married, 45-year-old wife annd mother annd aa verry successful attorney working for one off thee top firms. I’m smart, good-looking, eat right, exercise, annd have aa body that myy critical eye says still looks pretty damn good. In myy second life, II am aa wanton
slut that will do whatever myy young-stud lover wants mee too do. Scott, myy lover, iis 21 years old annd works at our firm doing odd jobs, delivering papers, photocopying, mail-boy, etc.
II am verry much thee professional iin thee office, but at office luncheons, softball games, annd parties, II am an outrageous flirt. II just can’t help it. At first, Scott wass thee perfect target for myy flirting: good-looking, young, single, annd verry aware off myy status annd position iin thee office. Hee wass always fun too tease, always aa good sport-until aa Christmas party at aa partner’s house. In thee holiday mood annd feeling safe with myy husband, Phil, at myy side, II had been merciless flirting with Scott all evening. Later iin thee evening, II wass walking out off thee upstairs bathroom when aa hand grabbed myy arm annd pulled mee into aa guest room. It wass Scott.
“Come here, you cockteaser.” Hee hissed, as he closed thee door behind us.
II didn’t say aa word because II assumed he wass now kidding mee iin return, or maybe he had had just aa little too much too drink. His hands shot too myy breasts annd roughly felt them through thee green velvet off myy dress. His fingers found myy braless nipples annd they hardened too his touch.
“No, Scott! What do you think you’re doing? My husband iis downstairs!””I’m breaking aa cockteaser. In myy neighborhood we know how too deal with cockteasers, annd you are thee worst II have ever met. When I’m through with you, you won’t tease mee anymore.”His rough talk annd his rough grabs were so out off place, so beyond anything iin myy experience, so surprising, II wass shocked annd had too suppress aa nervous giggle. But at thee same time, thee whole situation wass turning mee on. II didn’t fear for myy safety, because off thee setting annd that itt wass Scott, annd II knew he would never hurt me. Still, thee roughness wass causing mee too respond. Phil, always aa gentleman iin annd out off bed, had never talked too mee or felt mee thee way Scott was. This wass new annd exciting. II fell back almost willingly when Scott pushed mee back on too aa sofa.”Scott! Stop it! Are you crazy?” II wass protesting, but II wass also keeping myy voice low.Scott ripped down his zipper annd pulled out aa beautiful, rigid cock. Hee threw myy skirt up over myy face, pulled down myy pantyhose and, instead off removing myy panties, he merely pulled thee elastic crotch far enough too thee side too slide that wonderful dick into myy already hot, wet cunt annd II started thee best orgasm off myy life on his second stroke.
When he came, he pulled out annd stood up. II sat up annd smiled at him, “Wow! II really can’t believe that happened, Scott. It wass great, but II can’t believe II just cheated on myy husband!”Scott grabbed thee back off myy head annd pulled mee too his still-hard cock, “Shut up, bitch. Lick mee clean.”II took his warm annd sticky cock iin myy mouth, sucking itt annd then licking our juices from its length.
As II wass working on his cock, Scott said, “Do you know why cockteasers tease? Because they are really sluts annd that’s thee only way they know how too ask for itt thee way they want itt – hard annd fast.”II heard him, but wass enjoying his cock too much too pay that much attention too what he wass saying. Finally, when he wass clean, he got dressed annd walked out off thee bedroom without another word, annd by thee time II had reassembled myself annd returned too thee party, he wass gone. That night wass thee beginning off myy descent into raunchy sex. II didn’t know itt then, but Scott had given mee something II could no longer live without. Until Scott took mee on that bed, II never knew sexual excitement like that existed. II had never been that aroused, annd II wanted more. At work thee following Monday, Scott followed mee too myy car annd demanded aa blowjob. There wass never any question off doing what he said too do. II vividly remembered myy orgasm, thee total release annd satisfaction, annd wanted more.II gave Scott his blowjob, annd that became thee daily ritual. Every afternoon, iin myy $400 business suits, I’d be sucking on myy studs hot cock as his hands roamed over annd iin myy body.
He’d fill myy mouth with cum, annd watch mee swallow it, annd then I’d lick him clean, drive home annd be thee perfect wife annd mother. On Friday afternoon, Scott gave mee his address annd told mee too be there by noon on Saturday. It wass easy enough too tell Phil that II wass preparing for aa trial, which always entailed extra hours at thee office.When II arrived at Scott’s, he pointed mee too thee bedroom annd told mee too undress. For thee next three hours II wass held iin thee most wonderful state off sexual awareness iin myy life! Scott tired this girl out!
His hard body annd hard cock were all over annd iin myy body. II became aa slave too his touch. Hee would tease annd play with mee until myy release wass about too explode, annd then back off – he drove mee crazy annd into ecstasy. Hee fucked myy mouth, myy cunt, myy tits annd myy virgin asshole.
He sucked myy nipples annd toes annd fingers annd clit. Hee massaged myy legs annd back annd breasts annd myy pussy. Phil had been thee only other man too make love too mee annd he couldn’t compare too Scott. II didn’t want thee afternoon too end. II wanted Scott too fuck mee for days. II wass dressing too leave, standing on wobbly legs, hugging Scott around thee neck, when he patted myy buns annd said, “Same time, next Saturday, slut.””I’ll be here.””See you iin thee parking garage after work on Monday, slut.””I’ll be waiting, Scott.”