This is a story of how my life has changed in the last few months. I have gone from a faithful loving husband and father into a love rat that has quickly fallen in love with the most beautiful and sexy women in the world. I don't know why or how this has happened, but I can't get her out of my head, I literally almost feel obsessed with her. I guess that is what happens when everything is "new" again but it feels like so much more to me than that. I knew we were being selfish and were potentially ruining both our marriages but the excitement that we were feeling was amazing. It was never meant to happen or go this far but when your heart starts taking over your head problems may occur.
It all began 18 months ago when I started working for an office block. On my first day there was an all staff meeting where our monthly targets were discussed and I and a few others were introduced. Of course I immediately noticed a couple of attractive ladies in the room but there was one that stood out to me. Across the room from me sat a beautiful blonde lady with the most stunning big blue eyes. My head had been instantly turned! Even though I stayed in the job for around a year I never even spoke to her, it was almost like I knew better. She had a kind of aura about her and I just couldn't bring myself to talk to her; I've never been intimidated by women, but there was something about her that rendered me helpless. She was so beautiful I felt scared to be in her presence. Thinking back, I'm sure I occasionally said a passing "hi" but she never responded to me, I assumed she either didn't like or even notice me.
It was a bit random how it all started. I stayed friends with a few guys from the office and regularly got invited on nights out with the company. As usual, I was sitting with my friends around a large table in the pub having a few drinks and laughs, just relaxing. For some reason I looked up and it was like you see in movies: time seemed to slow as she walked in the room and towards our table. I had no idea she was coming, I hadn't seen her for over 6 months but was so excited that she was there. My joy was soon cut short when we caught eye contact, I smiled and said hi just as she looked away, blown out again! But I wasn't going to let this stop me. With alcohol already fuelling my courage, I was determined that tonight would be the night that I at least got to know her.
We found ourselves sat around a table talking to different people, as groups usually do. She had never talked to me before and I hoped I wasn't being obvious that I had always fancied her and dreamt that one day she might feel the same. Before we knew it the people around us went to the bar and we were left alone in the corner. Being the nice guy I am, I thought it was time to break the ice and make conversation. Within minutes we were chatting like we had known each other for years and as it was clear that we had a lot in common. Conversation got round family and names, then when she told me her maiden name it hit me who she was.
"Coleen Macwet" I asked with surprise. "Did you go to school in Copthorne?"
"Yeah how did you know?" she replied with a very confused look on her face.
"Remember the school disco in the final year? Remember kissing someone on the dance floor at the end of the night? That was me!"
"No way!" she looked a little confused but I was sure that now we had hit it off. Immediately I thought that this could be the start of a beautiful friendship. From here we talked all night, popping out for the odd cigarette so we could talk alone. The more I drunk the looser I became and the more I opened up to her. Commenting on her fitness and admiring her sexy body as much as I dared without seeming too forward for fear or chasing her away.
The more I flirted the more she responded and I began to wonder again what it would feel like to kiss her. All thoughts of infidelity and my wife and family gone, I should have known my desires and actions were wrong, but if all felt so right in the moment. She happily flirted but that's all she was going to do, apparently her willpower was stronger than mine. The night ended with a kiss on the cheek and a new Facebook friend but I secretly hoped this was just the start of more.
A week later we hadn't talked or messaged but I couldn't stop thinking about her so I took the chance to send a friendly "had a good time" text and see if I got a reply.
Initially, she was calm and careful, she may have seen the danger I either didn't see or care to. I continued sending flirty texts to test the water and see how things stood and I was pleasingly surprised with her replies. Soon we were texting daily, with the flirting increasing day by day. It didn't take long before I was able to persuade her to webcam me so I could finally see more of her fantastic body and when I say fantastic, it is a massive understatement. Literally, I believed someone had made the ideal body type for just me in this creature. She had the most perfectly shape body, curves in all the right places and perfectly formed perky tits. I had spent time checking out her ass when we were at the pub but it was nothing to how good it looked naked! I was in awe of her, instantly getting hard the more she showed me. This was so wrong but so excited I just couldn't stop myself. The more we talked the clearer it became that we needed to meet up so I arranged a night out with a mutual friend from the company knowing full well that she would be invited. We knew we had to be careful, some people had already made comments about the amount of time we spent together last time. It was arranged for the following weekend, I was finally going to get to kiss her.
Saturday finally came around and I could barely contain my excitement. I was extremely nervous, what was it going to be like. Would it be awkward? Did she still feel the same? Could I actually do this? So many questions, but no answers. I left for the pub early, needing some Dutch courage before we met. As I sat on the train, I started to get the fear. What am I doing? I'm risking everything for a bit of fun. But I couldn't help it. I would regret this forever if I didn't. She had a hold on me and I just had to go through with it and find out for myself. I was first there and a few others turned up as the night went on. Coleen was meeting with friends for drinks first, so was always going to be late. As time went on the nerves started to build.
Then the moment happened. She walked in like a vision of beauty; so stunning with a glow about her that only I could see. Her beautiful long blonde hair and powerful big blue eyes pierced right through me to my soul. I was again speechless before her. I had always fancied her but now I could see her in all her beauty and knowing that she was dressed up just for me. As she came in she played it cool saying hi to nearly everyone and saving me till last. Luckily as she came over, the person next to me on the sofa got up leaving a free seat next to me that she jumped in. As she bent down she leant forward to kiss me on the cheek, my lips touched her soft skin her wonderful smell hit me. I instantly started to get hard. She sat next to me with our legs touching, feeling the warmth between us. If people could see the sparks flowing between us it would have been like guy forks night! As we talked it was clear that the connection was there and very strong. She was drunk but not out of it. I had to kiss her. She went to toilet and I soon followed her upstairs. Waiting around the corner for her I knew what was coming. She appeared looking stunning, approaching me with a cute smile on her face. As we got close it was clear what was going to happen; no words needed to be spoken. Our lips touched gently at first but within no time our soft gentle kiss turned into a passionate embrace. Our tongues clashing as the passion took over. This was so exciting, far better than I had ever imagined. Any of our colleagues could come upstairs and catch us but we just didn't care, maybe that was part of the thrill. This moment was ours and nobody was going to stop us.
The excitement over ran me. My hands slide up and touch her breasts through her top. Her nipples were pushing through trying to explode out of her chest. They felt great but it wasn't enough. I wanted to feel her pussy. She had told me over text how wet I was making her and wanted to find out just how wet. My right hand quickly slid down her front to her trousers. I pulled her close as my hand dived into her knickers. I expected her to stop me but it was clear she wanted me to feel her. Within seconds my fingers touched her glory hole for the first time. She felt amazing, so wet. Two fingers slide in with no resistance, warm, wet and juicy. I would have loved to lay her down there and then and finger her till she cried out my name but the reality was we were in a bar with people walking by. I pulled my hand out, looking her in the eye and it was clear to both of us this was becoming more than just a very good friendship.
