Andrea and James - Part 3

Andrea and James - Part 3 of 3

I do not make the rules determining or governing human behaviour. Throughout human history, the most extreme, unlikely, improbable, inexplicable, impossible human behaviours, both good and bad, have been observed and in many cases recorded. The only limiting factors humans are incapable of are those limiting or restricting imagination. If you cannot imagine it, you cannot make it happen. If you can imagine it, anything and everything is probable and possible. If you can imagine it, it has already happened. I will never believe that something 'could never happen like that'.

Comforting a colleague leads to the end of a marriage. Everything blows up. This is neither a RAAC nor harsh BTB tale.

This tale could also be in Loving Wives, Romance, Mature, Erotic Couplings or even some other categories but I decided to leave it in erotic couplings as that's where the previous two parts should have been located.

Part 01

accidentally posted in Loving Wives category. One really should read

Parts 01 and 02

to understand what happens here.

Part 01

was accidentally posted in "Loving Wives" category instead of here.

Part 01:

https://www.literotica.com/s/andrea-and-james-pt-01

Part 02:

https://www.literotica.com/s/andrea-and-james-pt-02

Erotic Couplings: Adultery, infidelity, cheating wife, mature, office, work

Chapter 6

That Monday morning, sitting at his desk, Tim knew now that his marriage was all but over. He just needed confirmation, proof. He didn't want to know the ins and outs, so to speak, of their relationship. He'd always known Andrea was a sucker for sad stories and would go out of her way to help those in need if she could, sometimes quite forcefully defending her position if she met with resistance to her offers of help from Tim, or anyone else. Her heart was good but she was easily taken advantage of, even a little naive at times. But by and large everything had worked out for her.

He didn't know if that was the case here, but ultimately, it didn't matter. She'd been unfaithful and he was not one to accept that. Suddenly, it dawned on him, that if it had happened once that he knew about, had it happened before? Would it happen again? The sadness of that brought a tear to his eye and he was pretty sure there would be a lot of pain before he could get on with the rest of his life. By god, though, he would miss her. He needed to speak with her about what he'd discovered. He needed to hear the truth from her, but also knew cheaters lied, so wanted, needed, evidence before any confrontation.

His initial reaction of anger morphed into a desire to simply get the information he needed to minimise the financial losses he knew would be coming as a result of any divorce, and knew that adultery, whilst not strictly material in a divorce could possibly sway a judge's allocation or split of assets in favour of the injured party, so that's what he decided to do. And perhaps he might be able to use it to advantage if Andrea decided to fight the divorce.

He worked for a company that installed security devices, and as luck would have it, it was his company that had installed security cameras and other devices in the buildings of the company Andrea worked for. He called the person in charge of security at Andrea's company and suggested a review of their security requirements and to see if there was anything else his company could do for them.

He met with George Schenken, the director of security at Andrea's company the next day. Tim was given free rein to wander where he wanted to evaluate existing procedures, talk to employees and review security devices. Of particular interest to him was the archives area as Andrea had mentioned that location a couple of days ago and wondered if that might be where she had her assignation with James. He noted no cameras in the area and would suggest to George that whilst everything seemed to be satisfactory, perhaps a camera or cameras could be added to the archives area, as even though rarely used, the legal obligation to keep records meant that they needed to be reasonably secure. Cameras were also suggested for another couple of areas. George was happy with the results of the security review and arranged to have the camera's installed later in the week. It wouldn't take long, half a day for each camera at most and would be done after normal office hours in the busy areas but during the afternoon in the archives section.

While Tim had been sitting at his desk early that Monday morning, Andrea had met James in the archives area of her company earlier that morning. They were alone and would be for at least the next half-hour or so, perhaps even longer as it was not a frequently visited area. Before James could ask anything, before he could even speak, she wrapped her arms around him in a strong hug and reached up to kiss him. The kiss was almost desperate, but still soft and sensual.

When James responded she moved her hands down to his buttocks and pulled him in hard against her. She was excited when she could already feel his hardness pressing against her belly.

Interrupting their kissing she looked into his eyes and said, "I need you James... I need you to fuck me!"

"Wha..." he started to say.

"I'll explain later, but right now, I need to feel you inside me," she said as she disengaged from him, bent forward and reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties down. She wriggled her legs so they slid all the way down to her ankles where she stepped out of them.

She reached for his trouser belt, undid it, undid the button and the zip and pulled them down to his ankles. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of the trousers and boxers. She'd turned her back to James and started to bend forward when she noticed quite a large desk against a nearby wall. Straightening up, she grasped his cock and pulled him along as they moved to the desk.

She turned around so that her back was to the desk and jumped up onto it. She moved her bottom as close to the edge as she could without falling off, pulling up the hem of her skirt exposing her now soaking pussy. James could already feel the heat emanating from it as she leaned back on her elbows and looked at him.

"C'mon James... we don't have much time... No foreplay needed... I'm ready for you."

James needed no further invitation or instruction as he moved to the edge of the desk, moved the head of his cock up and down her slit a few times, accompanied to slight moans from Andrea, before plunging all the way in. For a moment he'd wondered if he'd hurt her as she had her eyes and mouth wide open with just the slightest "arrgghhhh" sound escaping.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

She didn't answer. Just nodded her head before whispering, "Fuck me!"

Now that he knew she was okay, he started thrusting in and out. Initially slowly but then picking up pace. He loved hearing her grunting "oh, oh, oh," in time with his thrusts. He already knew the sounds she made as she was building to her climax. He increased the pace of his thrusts as her moans started getting louder and louder. He hadn't been inside her long but knew she was close and that heightened his own urge. She could feel this thrusts getting a little ragged, the rhythm becoming jerky so she knew he was close too. She suddenly sat up and clenching her hands around his buttocks pulled him in as hard as she could and bouncing in time with his thrusts she let out a moan so loud James thought everyone in the building would hear if they were in, but that moan drove him over the edge too and he began firing his seed into her hot pulsating vagina. She didn't relax her grip until he stopped when she fell back onto the desk, her legs lewdly spread wide apart and with cum already oozing out, spreading around his still inserted cock.

He fell forward. "Wow!" he uttered. "That was something else..." They were running out of time but he waited until the muscles in her vagina stopped pulsing, stopped milking him dry, before he began pulling out. They hadn't thought about the after effects of their coupling as once he was out, a large glob of their combined juices slid right out of her vagina to drop unhindered, to the floor making a slight sound as it landed. Both had recovered their senses a little now and both started laughing at the spectacle.

"Well..." she said, "We didn't think that through very well," and giggled.

"No," he agreed as he reached out his hand to help her off the desk.

"Can you bring me my panties please?" she asked, "I need to stop this stuff leaking out further."

He turned around and walked to their discarded clothes, picked them up and returned to the desk. He handed Andrea her panties which she immediately pressed between her legs stopping the flow of juices. He used his boxers to clean himself up before donning his trousers, socks and shoes. Once he'd dressed, he used the boxers to clean up the mess on the floor.

Andrea didn't have much to do to get dressed apart from pulling down the hem of her dress and to keep the panties tight against her labia until she could get cleaned up.

"We'd better get to work," she said, "You go first. I'll wait a few minutes before I leave. I'll explain what this was all about at lunch," she said, waving him off. "Now go!"

As he left the room, he turned his head and raised his eyebrows after hearing her cheekily yell, "Same time, same place tomorrow?" and laughed.

As James sat at his desk he wondered what was happening. "Same time tomorrow?" she said. He'd need to find out more at lunch. This was quite an escalation of their relationship. But if this was going to continue, better organisation was needed as he smiled to himself.

Andrea called into the restrooms to clean herself up some more. She was still quite aroused and had a little climax as she inserted fingers into her vagina to scoop out as much cum as she could before returning to her office. She was going to have to pack some paper towels or tissues in addition to her now soiled panties, between her legs if she wasn't to leave cum juices leaking onto her chair or on the floor if she had to walk anywhere. And she realised she would need to carry a supply of spare panties if this was going to happen again.

She was glad though, despite the mess, that no one else had yet rolled up to work by the time she sat down at her desk.

Chapter 7

At lunch later that day they decided to go to the cafe.

"So what was this morning about?" asked James.

"Are you complaining?" replied Andrea, smiling that sultry smile that James loved.

"No... not at all. Just that it was out of the blue, and a bit risky... So what gives?"

"Things have been a bit strained between Tim and I since last Thursday... He hasn't touched me since then and he spent the last few days sleeping in the guest room saying he didn't feel well and didn't want to take a chance of passing any bug onto me."

"Well, if he's sick or not feeling too well, that doesn't sound unreasonable."

"But he never gets sick. In 20 years or so, I think I've only seen him unwell for a few days once or maybe twice. It just seems unusual... And I just felt so alone. Like I was living with a stranger. No love, no warmth... That's what this morning was about. I just knew I needed you. And after the beauty of the intimacy we shared Thursday and Friday, I knew I needed more of that. I needed to hold you and for you to hold me... And I needed you inside me. I cannot believe how good that feels. It just makes me feel complete. Nothing else matters when we are together like that."

"And this all started Thursday night?

"Do you think he knows something? Knows something about us?"

"I don't think so. I don't think I've been any different since our friendship started. Apart from Thursday when I got home late without calling him to let him know I would be late. That was unusual. Maybe that's stirred something up."

He sighed, "Well there's nothing else that could be causing him any stress or concern. Besides, I think the excuse you gave him sounded plausible. You said you even nearly believed it yourself," and they both laughed.

"Just relax," he added. "From what you've told me about him, I'm sure he would have asked you, or confronted you, if he thought there was some sort of issue. Has he done that?"

"No, but..."

"We have been discreet over many months now, and if nothing has surfaced by or from anybody, I have to assume everything is okay... Agree?"

"Yes...," she hesitatingly replied but then smiled.

"Okay, so we're good?"

"Oh okay... Yes, we're good."

"So what was that 'same time tomorrow morning' bit you yelled as we were leaving?"

"This morning was a bit messy, but I'm up for regular early morning sessions if you are... I don't know what's happened, but I just can't get enough of you... The feeling that comes over me when I feel you explode inside me just drives me nuts, sends me to a new planet, some new galaxy, and I just can't get enough... "

"I'm flattered. I feel the same about you, but don't you think we're pushing our luck a bit with the early morning sessions? I don't see any problems with our two-hour lunch sessions on Tuesdays and Thursdays but mornings as well?"

A slight pout appeared on her lips. "I've never, ever, done anything like this before, but I like what we are doing... I like the relationship we have established... I know it's not permanent, but it's refreshing and I want to enjoy it just a little longer if I can... My life's been regimented and structured forever. School, marriage, twenty plus years of being a mother, a wife, working. I've enjoyed most of it, but there's never really been much for me, as an individual. This, what has happened between us, was an accident, an unexpected development, but it has made me feel alive. I've never really felt any guilt, because I could see what I was doing was helping you... Yes, it's gone much further than I could ever have thought. I know it's not going to last, but while it does, I want to enjoy what we have between us.

"It's ironic, isn't it? We got together because you were going through a difficult time. I think working together we are well on the way to a healing for you. I see you much happier now. You haven't looked close to tears, or even sad, for months now. You smile, you joke, you sound enthusiastic. I think you're okay. But now I'm the one needing help."

"That's all thanks to you. I don't know where I'd be without your help. I have been so lucky to have such a beautiful, caring person take the time to help me. And make no mistake, help me you did, and have, and are still. Maybe I would eventually have gotten there myself anyway, but chances are I would still be grieving, living in a world of pity. You changed all that. I will always be thankful to you for that."

"Oh, it wasn't all me. You put in a bit of effort too," she giggled. "But something else happened. My original objective, if you like, to help you, seems to have been a success, but the help has not all been one way. You have given me something priceless in return, you know. You have given me a sense of value... maybe that's not the right word... you have given me, Me! Every time we are together you give me, me! I'm doing something for me. You give me that, and I love it. I don't want it to stop just yet.

"When you are inside me, I feel complete. There are no outside expectations or demands or obligations. It's just you and I, intimately together. Nothing else matters. Nothing else is important. It's pure bliss. I'm greedy," she said, smiling, "You've spoilt me...I want more."

There was an extended pause while no one spoke.

"So do you want tomorrow morning as well as lunch? Instead of?... I am prepared to make a sacrifice for a greater cause," smiled James, receiving a punch on the arm for his trouble.

"Both," she replied.

"Okay, but now, I suppose we should head back."

"Yes, but let's walk slowly. I'd hate to have the padding saturated with your seed to fall out onto the footpath," she said giggling.

The rest of the day passed quietly. Just another normal day at the grindstone.

Arriving home well before Tim she had a shower to clean herself up and started preparing dinner. This time the panties went straight into the washing machine and the soiled paper towels and tissues pushed deep down in the outside garbage bin. She was going to have to work out a system here. She wasn't going to give up the sex until she absolutely had too, so something workable needed to be devised. But that could wait.

As she was preparing dinner she received a call from Tim letting her know that he was caught up at work and that she should not wait for him to eat.

Disappointment filled her as she loved him and was missing him. And now, the extra work. Whilst not unusual it was a pretty rare occurrence. She was starting to feel something was wrong. Was he having an affair? No, not Tim. He wouldn't do that. So she fixed herself a sandwich and went to bed where she read a while before falling asleep.

She woke alone the next morning, noticing that Tim's side of the bed was undisturbed. Did he sleep in the spare bedroom again she thought as she went to look. The door was open and the bed had not been slept in. Disappointed not to see him again, she made her breakfast before setting off for work again.

She didn't know that Tim was going to visit her workplace today to review security arrangements. Tim hadn't said anything.

The day had started off disappointingly but a smile graced her beautiful face as she looked forward to a quick lovemaking session with James.

This time though she had a bag with bottles of water, a towel big enough for both of them to use, tissues, paper towel and spare panties. She was set. She was happy as she walked into the archives room and saw James already there, waiting. His face lit up when he saw her arrive.

Like an eager little girl she ran to him and put her arms around him as they kissed. "That feeling never goes away," she thought as the touch of lips sent that now familiar tingle right through her body. They started undressing. James removed his trousers, boxers, shocks, shoes and Andrea her skirt and panties. She removed the skirt today, as yesterday when she didn't remove it, she noticed some cum stains on the part that was under her bum when on the desk. That skirt needed to be washed too.

Like yesterday, she jumped onto the desk and they repeated what they did yesterday, both achieving most satisfactory orgasms. Cleaning today went a lot easier and they both left the room smiling, happy and holding hands until the very last minute.

Returning to their desks they worked until lunch time arrived when they set off for their usual extended two-hour lunch. Arriving at James's apartment they immediately stripped and made love in a more leisurely fashion that their early morning session demanded. Orgasms achieved, they had some lunch after which they returned to the bed again for the third love-making session of the day before returning to work just under the two-hour limit. This was now accepted practice every Tuesday and Thursday and had been since the first time they'd made love that first Thursday.

Once again, Andrea had arrived home as normal and had a shower as she'd established a new routine and started preparing dinner. Once again Tim rang to let her know he's been caught up in an urgent security upgrade installation and she should not wait for him.

The now familiar disappointment saddened her but she decided to cook herself a nice meal anyway. Tim hadn't arrived home by the time she was ready for bed so she went anyway, again reading for a while before falling asleep.