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I leaned back contentedly against the supple leather of my Mercedes S-Class's driver's seat. The floral fragrance of the brunette hair bobbing up and down in my lap tickled my nose. I took a deep breath and kept a light pressure on the back of her neck. Jenny was a few years younger but a peer within my bank. She was a budding superstar. Her ability to suck cock had nothing to do with it. She earned her professional accolades on the merits. But we had worked on several projects together in the past five years and, despite being very happily married, enjoyed blowing off steam together sexually when stress began to take its toll.
"You are such a good cocksucker," I told her. She grunted in response, not taking her mouth off my shaft. We had done this enough that she knew I was close. She kept my cock deep in her throat and tongued the underside as my hips lifted forward. I ejaculated in her mouth, and she happily sucked down all my cum.
I buckled my pants and let out a long sigh. "Thanks," I said. "I really needed that."
"You know I'm always happy to," Jenny said. "But I'll take a raincheck on paying me back with your tongue." She laughed. "Come on, we've got work to do," she said and opened the car door.
I hadn't seen Kat for a week because our schedules didn't mesh. I wouldn't see her for another week at least because I would be traveling to Singapore for work. Summer was changing to fall, which in Houston meant only turning the calendar and still suffering under the summer heat. Kat and I hadn't had more than a quick morning fuck in almost a month. She definitely had gotten inside my head. I was spellbound by her, inside and outside the bedroom. My desire to have more with her, however, had run into the immovable objects of our careers and her boyfriend.
When I got back to my office, I couldn't focus on the due diligence in front of me. I picked up my phone and sent Kat a message: "I have a confession."
She wrote back immediately, "Tell me."
"My coworker Jenny just sucked me off in my car," I replied. "She's not as good as you. I miss your mouth. I miss you."
Kat responded with heart and hug emojis, then added, "I know we need to make some time for each other soon."
We had come to an agreement that I could play on the side, too. It didn't make sense for Kat and me to be exclusive. So in recent weeks, I had gotten back into old habits of regular hookups, mostly reconnecting with friends-with-benefits I had neglected as my affair with Kat heated up.
"Think about when we can take another getaway," I said, then put down my phone and got back to work.
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"Are you glad hubby had to go out of town?" Jenny asked later that evening as she presented her naked ass and pussy to me in her marital bedroom.
"Fuck yes," I said as I rubbed the length of my cock up and down her wet pussy lips. "I always want to pay my pleasure debts to you. Thanks for earlier." I laughed.
"I think you owe me three," Jenny joked, referring to the number of times I had asked her to give me head in the past two weeks without reciprocating.
"I'll make it up to you," I said, continuing to tease with my cock outside her pussy.
"Give me a fat load of cum in my cunt, and I'll call it even," she said lewdly. Jenny always got straight to the point.
"I was thinking I'd give you two," I finally entered her fully.
"I'll take it," she gasped, feeling the full length and thickness of my cock invading her warm, wet insides.
Jenny was a good fuck, but the thrill was her willingness to let me have her at her house, in her bed. Her husband was a lawyer and traveled a lot. When we were younger, junior bankers, we got drunk at a company event and shared an Uber home. It ended up with me fingering her in the back seat, which grew into the occasional hookup when we put in long hours, which was frequently.
She grunted and moaned as I rhythmically fucked her from behind. I was on auto-pilot. To cum, I had to close my eyes and think of Kat. I thought of how she would throw her hair aside and turn her head to urge me on with dirty talk while I fucked her doggy style. How she knew how to work my balls to bring me to greater heights of pleasure. I unloaded inside Jenny.
"There it is," she said. "Fill my cunt."
And that was that. As was our usual practice, she fell asleep not long after we finished, and I took off. A satisfying work tryst that tonight seemed hollow.
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I had parked around the corner from Jenny's house and, as I walked to my car, habitually checked my phone.
"Can you come over?" Kat had sent that twenty minutes ago. It wasn't quite 10 p.m.
"Still up?" I wrote back.
"Yes," she replied immediately.
"Everything okay?" I got in my car. She didn't respond before I pulled up to her apartment building, which was only ten minutes away. I rode the elevator to the twenty-second floor. My heart beat fast. I was nervous. Was this the inevitable end? I shook the thought away.
