I had always thought I was fairly normal. I married my high-school sweetheart and we have a good, 20-year marriage.
Our sex life was normal. She was the only girl I had ever been with, and we still found time to play each week, even after having kids late in our marriage. My wife isn't really adventurous, but I was satisfied with my fantasies and getting her to spice things up once in a while. I find most women attractive, and can find something to fantasize about a woman easily. My wife is the kind of woman I adore: soft, curvy, big breasts and orgasms easily. Our only problem ever was that it takes me a long time to orgasm, and it can wear her out at times, so we just keep plenty of lube on-hand.
Things were going along normally until I had an out of town conference. I would be gone for a week and one of my co-workers, Sally, would be attending also. I was Sally's supervisor, but that didn't stop me from noticing her charms. She was a couple of years younger than I, but very outgoing and flirty. She is just shorter than I am, at 5'10", and I would guess she is around 160 pounds. She has long red hair, freckles, and amazing curves. I'm not good at guessing, but I would say she might be a 36D...breasts that would easily be too big for my hands. I've seen when she's cold that her nipples are huge, and stick out at least ½", even under her bra and shirt. Her ass is awesome, but I am very much an "ass man". The tight khakis she wears for work shows it off very nicely. One thing my wife would never do is anal, so it is probably the forbidden fruit attraction for me.
Sally and I attended the first day of the conference, going to different break-out sessions. In the afternoon, one was definitely boring, so I was texting both Sally and my wife. Sally was asking where we were going for dinner after the classes were over, and my wife was asking why I wasn't paying attention. I texted my wife that it was boring, and that if she had been in my hotel room, I would skip the class. My wife texted back, "Tell me what Ud do if U skipped?" Half paying attention to the class and half paying attention to the texting, it is obvious now what was going to happen.
I replied, "I am going 2 strip U naked, play with ur sexy tits, & eat ur pussy until u cum in my mouth & tongue ur sexy ass! Then I'm going 2 fuck u all night long!"
Soon, my phone vibrated and I saw I had two text messages. One from Sally that said, "Oh really???" and one from my wife that said, "So what would U do?" I could feel my heart stop, and I immediately began to sweat. The noise of the conference faded away, and I knew I was going to be fired for sexual harassment. I panicked as I reviewed my text messages, and sure enough, I had responded to the wrong person. I had propositioned my employee in writing, in a format I couldn't erase or destroy. Sally had a copy of my blatant text on her phone and I was figuratively screwed.
I texted my wife that I had to get back to class, and then got up and left and went straight to my room. Luckily my room was in the same hotel as the conference, because with the way my head was spinning, there was no way I could drive. I thought I was going to be sick. I lay down on the bed and tried to think of what to say, what to do, how to possibly get out of this mess. I convinced myself that I could simply show my boss my phone, and the text messages, and simply explain the simple mistake and beg forgiveness. Maybe, with a little luck, I might just get a written warning and some sexual harassment counseling.
I relaxed a little and must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew someone was knocking on my hotel room door. I looked at the bedside clock and it was almost 6pm, an hour after the conference was done for the day. I went to the door and looked through the peephole and it was Sally! I wasn't ready for this, but if I apologized profusely enough, maybe, just maybe she'd understand we could put this behind us.
I opened the door, and Sally was standing there in a plain gray t-shirt, blue gym shorts, and flip-flops. Her long, red hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and looked wet. From the dark marks on her t-shirt, I guessed she had just showered. I started, "Sally, I am so, so sorry! I made a huge mistake!" She brushed against me as she pushed into my room and turned around and shut the door. As she turned back around, I couldn't help but notice her nipples standing out, obviously she was braless. She turned the lock on the door and then the privacy bar, and turned to me and said, "So you don't want to eat my pussy?"
I was stunned as she stood there and smiled. I said, "You had better leave. I'm sorry I said that, but I was texting my wife and got you two mixed up."
Sally took a step towards me, "You got us mixed up? I thought you wanted my ass from the way you watch it at work."
"I don't look at you that way! I'm your supervisor!" I tried to deny what she said. She rolled her green eyes at me, "Please! Don't think I don't notice you checking me out when I bend over. Besides, I didn't say I didn't like it."
I again asked her to leave, telling her it wasn't right for us to be in a hotel room together. She said, "Look. We're both here alone and you've made me horny all afternoon! I won't tell, but I asked what you wanted for dinner, and you said to eat my pussy. So I'm here to serve you your dinner." She smiled at me and pushed up against me. I could feel her hard nipples as her breasts pushed into my chest. She put her arms around my shoulders, and leaned her mouth into mine. I have never cheated on my wife...never even felt up any other girl before we were married, but when Sally touched her lips to mine, I was lost. Her lips pressed into mine, and I felt them part a little and her tongue touch my lips. I put my arms around her and responded, sliding my tongue around hers. She let out a little "uhhh" and pulled me harder against her.
After a long, wet kiss, she pulled back a little, and looked at me. "It was offering to tongue my ass that got me. Steve (her husband, that I've known longer than her) never plays with my ass and I love it when I play with it myself. I hope you weren't kidding..." I replied, "Well, I wasn't kidding about playing with my wife's ass..." as my hands dropped to her ass and I grabbed onto the cheeks I had only lusted at from afar. Sally's ass is very round, and curves out from her body nicely. It seemed to have a deep cleft in her pants, and jiggled just right when she moved. With her wide, womanly hips, it was a luscious work of art. Her ass was firm in my hands, and there was definite heat coming from the crack of her derriere as my fingers cupped her cheeks and pulled them apart a little. All I felt was the thin nylon of her shorts. Maybe she isn't wearing panties...or a g-string.
We continued kissing as I rubbed her backside...Sally grinding her pelvis against mine. She pulled back and took my hand, leading me towards the bed. She grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it quickly over her head.
I was speechless. Her breasts were perfect! They were as large as I thought, hanging down, but perfectly round and beautiful. Her areoles were at larger than silver dollars. Her breasts were white, very pale, but with freckles down the top of her chest and into her cleavage. The areole were dark red, almost brown, very crinkled, and her nipples looked like dark red, soft, thimbles; almost ½' thick and ½' long. She slid her hands up her sides and under her breasts, lifting them briefly and letting them fall. I'm sure my head followed as the bounced delightfully, her nipples seeming to stick out even more.
"C'mon! You need to catch up." She said as she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it up and over my head. She dropped her hands down to my belt, and I grabbed her hands...nervous again even though she was half-naked in front of me. She looked at me and leaned into me again, her nipples like hot rocks against my bare chest; her lips meeting mine as she snaked her tongue in my mouth. As she kissed me, her hands unbuckled my belt, and unsnapped my jeans and started to push them down.
My hands slid down the smooth skin of her back, right to the elastic of her shorts. I pushed my hands under the elastic and further down. I felt the thin strip of a thong just under the elastic, and moved on to cup her ass beneath her shorts. The feel of her flesh in my hands was so erotic...I was quickly losing control.
Her hands moved to cup me through my briefs. I'm not huge, just under 8", but decently thick. My wife can't get her hand all the way around me. "Oh, that's nice." She breathed in my ear, "You're bigger than Steve." Her hands grabbed my briefs and pushed them down, bending my cock down a little painfully. As she pushed my briefs down more, my dick popped back up, rubbing on her shorts.