This story begins like many before but I'll begin with the basics. I am 32 years old I was raised in the Bible belt southern states and was raised as such. I learned at a young age of the importance of monogamy and all that jazz. I have also been married for 10 years and have two kids with my wife whom I love dearly. My name though is Seamus I come from good Scottish stock. I am 5 feet 10 inches tall carry a little bit of weight and am of working class. I'm not gonna lie to you and tell you how well endowed I am, I am just a slightly above average guy with about 6 inches and the sex drive of a teenager still.
See I did it all how I was supposed to, I finished high school, went to college and then entered the workforce. My job is adrenaline filled which has always been good for me because I am an adrenaline junkie. After 7 years though the adrenaline started to fade. I lost interest and wanted to find that rush again. I also met my work wife, she is great and beautiful. Jennifer is also 5 feet 10 inches and she has curves in the right places. We started off with flirtatious picking, then became good friends. She always respected the bounds of my marriage and although hinting at liking me further it never felt like there was a push.
To say we had become close was a minor understatement. I knew details of her life that most would not and vice versa. That being said, I knew that she needed to look elsewhere to work. My workplace does not pay very well. With that said I had to carry on a long distance work wife relationship. Most would think that is bad, but that is just where my story takes an interesting twist. You see Jennifer only had to move and hour and a half away and the longer she was gone the steamier the conversations got. I would often when I was home alone pull my member out and stroke it to thoughts of conversations we had and how I would love to cum deep inside her. See my dream is that I could become a polygamist and my wife and I could just welcome Jennifer into our home and marriage.
One day we were talking about a look she gives and a picture that I often use in my fantasies. She sent me a different picture that was better and asked if this is the one. I said no but told her how this one was amazing. It is of her lying on the floor in a tank top and her ample breast almost spilling out of the tank top. The look in her eyes is just begging me to fuck her, needless to say I whipped my dick out and rubbed one out. This photo was the key though, it was the key to better photos because I was able to let Jennifer know about how I felt. This lead to me receiving a photo with her tits out and covered by her hand, all except for a small part of her nipple. I went wild and I could hear the way she has always jokingly called me daddy and my dick got so hard it was ready to burst. From that moment we began sharing risky photos to include some that are completely nude but with some editing.
I could no longer take it though, all this teasing made me need some of that pussy. I asked and Jennifer was down, so we set up a time to meet. I had a meeting at work that was canceled, so we decided I would drive down to her house. She had left the door unlocked and I walked on in. The bedroom was lit with candles, flickering in the dark room. The flame inspired light licked Jennifer's body painting a picture that can only be described as a pornagraphic expressionalist painting, like a Monet that no art museum will show. The matching black lingerie accented her curves perfectly, making her already beautiful breast more perky and her curve at her waist more pronounced. The room smelled of vanilla, roses and sandalwood, all fresh and creating an intoxicating scent. The entire experience already had my head swimming and my dick pulsing with my heartbeat.
