My affair with Katie over the next few months was amazing, and our working relationship never changed one iota so no one around us suspected a thing; although I did hear some canteen gossip that "her husband must be giving her a good seeing to as her friends had never seen her look so contented!" If only they knew.
I can't really remember what order things came in but it was something like this.
As her young husband was still working away two weeks 'on' and one week 'off;' once or twice a week we would meet in various hotels while he was on the oil rig and fucked and sucked to our hearts content; especially Kate who couldn't get enough cock in her mouth; and when she was sucking it her pussy was literally dripping onto the floor or the bed; depending if we were lying together or she was kneeling in front of me; which was soon becoming her favourite position.
She quickly amassed a collection of sexy underwear; some I paid for but mostly what she bought herself, especially for our nights together.
While not really 'natural' to me; I developed a new persona as a 'dominant bull;' talking dirty to her and 'making her' do all of these dirty things; things her husband wouldn't do, like cumming on her face and tits, making her swallow my spunk and spanking her cute arse when she was giving me a deep and sensuous blow job, or when she was bouncing on my cock and jiggling her huge tits.
Things took a dramatic turn one night after I'd had a bad day at work and the traffic had been horrendous; making me late so she was already sitting in the hotel foyer looking slightly annoyed. I hardly spoke in the lift and as soon as we got into my bedroom I snarled, "Get on the fucking bed; on your fucking hands and knees!"
Shocked at my tone, Kate looked at me.
"Get on the fucking bed and lift your dress so I can see your fucking arse...now!" The pretty young housewife meekly complied, facing away from me and lifting her dress onto her waist to reveal black nylon stockings, a white 6 strap suspender belt and a matching white g-string digging into her swollen pussy lips.
"Fucking hell, look at you...you dirty fucker. You're gagging for it aren't you?" Kate nodded as she stared in the mirror on the dressing table.
"When did you last play with yourself?" I asked as I took my clothes off.
"Monday night." She smiled, but didn't move a muscle.
"No wonder your fanny is so fucking wet!" (This was Thursday)
As I pulled my socks off I could see her chest was heaving in anticipation. As I placed the socks next to my other clothes I nonchalantly picked my tie up.
"Put your hands behind your back."