Andrea and James

Andrea and James - Part 2 of 3

The relationship develops. Tim discovers her infidelity.

I accidentally posted

Part 01

(

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

) in the Loving Wives category instead of Erotic Couplings even though that was an acceptable category. To understand this part, one really needs to read

Part 01

.

The physical relationship well and truly crosses boundaries. It could be in Loving Wives, Romance, Mature, Erotic Couplings but I decided to put it in Erotic Couplings as it is basically about an altruistic friendship between work colleagues that develops into something more, before finally falling into infidelity, ending in divorce but the husband is collateral damage to the colleagues' relationship.

It really is quite fascinating reading comments from Part 01, noting so many different perceptions and reactions: How one set of words may be interpreted in so many different ways.

Chapter 4

Having returned to work, Thursday afternoon passed quickly for them both, Friday not so much, but they were both now thinking about, and looking forward to their next meeting, the coming Tuesday. They spoke using their mobiles on Friday and discussed spending a little more time together, but Andrea having suffered a brief moment of guilt after Thursday's session, insisted it not take time away from any further activities with her husband. After much discussion, they settled on working more hours to make up the time they wanted for extended lunch time meeings. James was single so he could choose those hours at any time, but Andrea was married and was insistent, stressing strongly, that her extra hours not impact on her time with her husband, friends or any other myriad of things that needed to be done outside work.

Her husband had a long commute so he normally left for work about ninety minutes before Andrea, so she decided that the morning, after her husband left for work would be when she would work the extra hours. If they added an extra hour to each of their two weekly lunches that would mean they would only have to work an extra 24 minutes, an extra half hour a day to make up the time. To disguise any potential links James would work his hours sometimes in the mornings, sometimes in the afternoon, whilst Andrea worked all her extra hours in the mornings only. They each agreed, and cleared the arrangements with their respective supervisors or bosses. So they each left work Friday happy, ready to enjoy the weekend, but looking forward to their next meeting on Tuesday.

Andrea started the new week arriving at work half an hour earlier than she had in the past, to begin building up credits that would enable her to have an extra two hours a week for those longer lunches that she and James wanted. Time she wanted to spend with James, giving him some comfort to help heal his broken heart. She rang him on her mobile and asked if he was making up the time too. He said he had already arrived too. "Is there anyone else in your area yet?" he asked her.

"No... Just like I used too, most don't get here until nine on the dot," and chuckled.

"That gives us about twenty minutes" he replied, "want to sneak in a hug?"

"Oh James, you know we can't do that... The risk is just too great. And it's only a day we need to wait."

"Yeah, you're right I guess... Enjoy your day."

"You too," she said, smiling to herself as she disconnected the call and briefly held the phone to her chest before placing it back on the desk.

Monday seemed to drag for them both but Tuesday arrived and both were in great spirits.

They'd decided not to take extra time during their lunch meetings this week as they wanted to make sure they had accrued enough bonus hours before taking advantage. The great thing this company allowed was that this flexitime arrangement allowed them to accrue up to five full days of hours before needing to use them.

For the next few weeks Andrea and James met at his apartment twice weekly, mostly Tuesdays and Thursdays, thus spreading out their times to be together as much as possible, but James wanted more, as did Andrea, had she dared to admit.

Their lunch hours, as well as general discussions about many things, were most satisfying sexually. Andrea was orgasming more frequently and James was a most happy recipient of blow jobs that seemed to improve in quality each time they met. They cuddled naked on the couch and their familiarity grew such that a simple touch between them was enough to get her juices flowing, soaking her panties, and James's erections to make their status known.

They had been building up their hourly credits to the stage where they were each entitled to one full day off. Having decided not to use the extra time during their lunch hour meetings, in favour of having an entire day together appealed to them. Their lunch-hour oral exploratory sessions, whilst extremely enjoyable and satisfying were though, pushing them closer to the final boundary. The last few times it was mainly a lack of time that prevented taking that final step, along with an occasional twinge of guilt, but any guilt was quickly dispelled as she knew her actions were in a good cause.

But the tension had been building, as had the desire to spend more than just an hour or two a week together. The desire to take that last step, to cross that last boundary, was something that had been growing stronger in Andrea's psyche, though that had never been in her mind when their friendship began. She'd never, in her wildest dreams, thought their friendship would ever get to this point, but over time, initially unconsciously, and unbidden, feelings had grown to the point where she now knew with certainty, that their bodies would join to complete the final healing. Having decided to spend the whole day together in James's apartment, maybe today may not be the day, but it would come.

Andrea left home as normal, as if she was going to work, so there would be no difference that anybody would notice had they cared or been curious enough to look. The only difference was that she drove directly to James's apartment.

Andrea arrived at James's apartment and as he opened the door, she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him strongly, looking up into his eyes with the broadest smile on her face, then, as he bent down to give her one of his sensual soft kisses. She moaned as their tongues met and felt almost giddy as her entire body tingled. She was so happy. She would be spending the entire day with James. He had recovered, healed, much of his broken heart over the period of the last month or so, no doubt helped by the intimate touching, the closeness of their bodies. They broke the kiss for a moment as they observed a tenant from one of the other apartments walk by. He took her hand and pulled her into the apartment, shutting and locking the door behind them.

Hurriedly they started removing each other's clothes, kissing and rubbing their hands over each other's bodies. They walked over to the couch and sat down. By now it felt natural to be totally naked in each other's company. Their brief lunch sessions had established the need to act quickly to fondle each other's bodies. To satisfy their need to intimately touch each other.

Andrea took his hands in hers and asked, "James, how are you feeling these days?... Do you still think about Cheryl?"

He reflected for a moment before replying, "Sometimes... No, I don't think about her any more apart from some very fleeting momentary thoughts from time to time. But they don't affect me as much anymore... You may not believe this, but I actually ran into her just yesterday and it felt weird afterwards when I thought about it. I had been engaged to this woman, she had cheated on me, yet as we said hello to each other and briefly exchanged pleasantries, I realised that apart from maybe a tiny twinge, there was no real feeling. Not hate, not resentment, no longing, no regrets... nothing... It was almost as if she was just an acquaintance, just someone I knew. But we would never be friends. It was just like sometimes when you meet someone for the first time. You decide if you're possibly going to like them or you decide you don't like them, or you can give or take. That's what it felt like... And I purely have you to thank for that," and he leant in and kissed her. "With your support, your help, your giving me comfort, you've helped make me whole again."

"Oh James, that is so good to hear. I'm so proud of you, although that doesn't seem like the right emotion. I'm so glad you are okay now and that my comforting you has helped you. That makes me feel so good... So good that I was able to help someone who needed it."

"Oh I definitely needed it, but I still thank my lucky stars that someone like you, so beautiful, so caring, took me under her wing, into her care to help someone like me. You've spent a lot of time with me... we've spent a lot of time together. I've been selfish and maybe taken you away from Tim and your other friends all those times we have been together, but you cannot possibly, not even in your wildest dreams know the effect you have had on me. I love you...," and he quickly added, "As my dear friend."

Andrea was so moved to hear those words and her eyes misted up a little. She felt so good. Yes, there may have been some times when they were together that she could have called her husband Tim, just to say "hi" like they did before she met James, and maybe recently she may not have been in the same emotional space as Tim when having breakfast together, on those Tuesdays and Thursdays, days when she was bubbly and excited about meeting James, but Tim didn't seem to notice anything different so all was good in her world. But Tim had noticed.

"Thank you so much James... But it's been a two-way street you know. It hasn't all been just for you," as she smiled. "I've benefitted too. Knowing I was doing something good was so very satisfying to me too... and very pleasurable I might add," as she reached down and took his cock in her hand. His initial erection after greeting her at the door and both having removed their clothes, had subsided a little as they'd been talking, but taking it in her hand it quickly started rising again.

He leant in to kiss her as his hand cupped and gently fondled her heavy breast, running his thumb over her erect nipple when she said, "James, let's do something different today... Let's go to your bedroom." This had been excruciatingly slowly building over many months and she no longer wanted to wait for what was inevitable. She had decided. She knew with absolute certainty that this was what needed to be done to compete the healing process.

James sat there stunned for a moment. He'd hoped this moment would come at some point but had not pushed anything, making sure he did nothing to remind her that she was married, that it would mean she was crossing the last boundary.

Andrea smiled and asked, "Don't you know where it is?" He shook his head "Ummm... yes, I think I know where it is," still a little stunned but recovering. Andrea looked down and started giggling. James's cock was steel hard and pointing upwards, "Well at least I think he knows where it is... and maybe why I need it," and laughed.

"Oh, and what is it you need?" he asked as he took her hand and led her to the bedroom. Pulling back the duvet he sat Andrea down on the edge of the bed, his cock just at the right height for her to take it in her mouth. She loved giving him head and wasted no time licking, sucking and stroking and it was only a few minutes, primed as he was to let her know he was cumming. His hands were fondling her ample breasts. He felt her nipples hardening as she stroked and sucked harder and harder until he came, spurt after spurt hitting the back of her throat causing her to moan loudly as she had what was to be her very first orgasm for the day. The first of many.

He'd only softened a little and as she started cleaning him with her mouth he hardened again. He moved back, lifted her legs and swung them around so that she was now lying full length on the bed. He went to climb over her but she pushed out her left leg toward the middle of the bed causing a little awkward movement from James as he almost fell sideways but had now ended up between her spread legs.

Looking down he saw the wetness on Andrea's swollen labia, he saw the hooded pea that he'd become so familiar with these last weeks then heard her say, "I need you inside me now... I need you so bad," as she reached for his penis, rubbed the glans up and down her slit before placing her hand on his buttocks and pulling him down, causing him to go balls deep in one swift movement, moaning, uttering, as she pulled her knees up to her chest, "Let me comfort you James, let me make you happy... take me James... take me and cum in me... let me feel your seed fill me up... " as she orgasmed again, her entire body trembling, relaxing then shivering before dropping her legs down.

He waited a couple of minutes before slowly moving in and out of her hot pussy, the withdrawal stroke meeting some resistance as her tight pussy walls tried to stop him leaving. Even though he'd cum already, her orgasm combined with what her vaginal muscles were doing had him harder than he'd ever been before. It felt so incredibly good to finally be inside her. As he moved in and out he saw her eyes, whilst still having a little of that glazed look, looking back at him and smiling. For what seemed like hours, they both enjoyed his thrusting and resting on his elbows, using his hands to caress her breasts, tease her nipples, squeezing and pulling but now she could feel a change of rhythm, his movements becoming jerky and she knew he was close.

She pulled knees up again as her eyes started glazing over again and yelled, "Yes... yes... fill me up, give me your seed, take me... cum in me... cum with me," as his rhythm became rapid and jerky and putting his head down in the crook of her shoulder using his hands to pull her buttocks up so he could be as deep as was physically possible, he came. One... two... three... four... five... six times he powerfully shot his load into her filling her up. Andrea came again, one orgasm rolling right onto the next, uttering loud words that did not mean anything, this time more powerfully more loudly than she had ever cum before, even with Tim in their wildest days. How she loved that feeling. To her, they felt as one. Not two bodies. Just one beautiful complete entity.

This first time of intercourse drained them temporarily and it took many minutes before James's cock softened and Andrea's vagina expelled him groaning softly as she felt the emptiness. She wanted him back inside her. He rolled over on his back. He searched for Andrea's hand, found it, brought it up to his lips and kissed it. He glanced over at her. She was still in some far off place, but she looked so extraordinarily beautiful. He'd always thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but the look on her face now took her beauty to a whole new level. Her beauty wasn't the same as the most beautiful of models but it exuded sensuality so powerfully, drawing him in with magnetic like attraction. He'd never seen anything this beautiful. He was lost to this beautiful woman.

Five or was it ten minutes later, she had returned to the land of the living and she turned her head to look at James. All she saw was serene happiness. He was a handsome man, almost fifteen years younger than her forty-five years, and she thought he was beautiful. She became aware that he was still holding her hand and she brought it up to her lips and kissed it again.

"Thank you" she said, "That could not have been more perfect for me... I hope you were not disappointed."

"God no!" he exclaimed. "Disappointment is as far from reality as it is possible to get," he laughed. "That question should more have come from me rather than you... From the moment I first saw you, noticed you, everything about you screamed class. The way you carried yourself, the way you smiled, the gentle way you turned down all those guys that tried to hit on you, the way you dressed, just everything about you was first class...

"I used to think almost the same about Cheryl... That's why it hit me so hard when I caught her cheating and we broke up. And then that day in the kitchen, you spoke to me, asked me what you could do to help was the first step to my getting over her... You have been incredible, giving so much of yourself to me, to help me... I am not in your league, yet you still took the time to help...

"No Drea, I am definitely not disappointed."

She smiled then asked, "Do we have something to nibble on, tea, coffee?"

"Of course. For a snack there are some crackers, cheeses and some dips. I hope that will be okay," he said as he got out of bed and walked into the kitchen. He was shortly joined by Andrea and he just stood there watching almost spellbound as she walked over to him, her large breasts sensually, teasingly jiggling in all directions. "Oops, bathroom first for me," she said pointing to a combination of their juices starting to run down the inside of her thighs.

They sat side by side as they munched on the snacks but continually touching each other. She fondled his penis, he fondled her breasts, he kissed the nape of her neck.

"I'm loving this," James said, "I'm so hoping you are too. The day is still young, but I hope we will be able to do this again."

"Do you really want to do this again? Spend the day with a naked old married woman? You should be out chasing girls your age now, now that you've joined the human race again.

"Oh, but we must make sure I leave here in plenty of time to get home before Tim gets home... And I think I may need a shower before I let him near me too," she said. "Please don't let me be late."

"What time do you need to leave?"

"I normally get home around 5:30 and Tim arrives normally about an hour later, so if I leave here about 4:00, 4:30 at the latest that should leave me with enough time to get home, have a shower and begin preparing dinner. How does that sound?"

"Yep, fine by me. So... wanna fool around some more?" he asked smiling and rapidly moving his eyebrows up and down.

"Okay" she said and ran to the bedroom and even though she was in front of him he could see her breasts bouncing around and her buttocks, though very firm and toned also bouncing up and down just a little.

"Ohhhh fuck," he groaned as his cock rose in appreciation of the sensual sight before him. "God, she was beautiful," he thought.

When she went to the bathroom earlier she brought back a towel and on her way past she placed it on the bed to soak up their juices and she now lied down on it, spreading her legs just enough to let James see her wet slit and the engorged pea peeking out from under its cover. He also saw a remnant of their combined juices sliding out of her pussy, down over her perineum and her anus. It was such an erotic sight.

She wanted James inside her again, but this time he knelt between her legs, his face over her vulva. With a hand each side he parted her labia extended his tongue and started gently running it up her slit, when she put her hand on his head. "No James, it's a mess down there. Come up and kiss me."

"I will in a moment but I have missed this. It's been four days since I tasted you, tasted your sweet juices."

"But there's your stuff there too now. It's yucky."

"No more yucky than when you take me in your mouth and let me cum in it... The juices are combined now, that's all, and I want to do this and I will unless you tell me you won't want to kiss me on the mouth when I'm done."

"Okay, but I will reserve judgement," she laughingly replied, running her hand over the back of his head.