My name is Kelly and I live in a quaint little oceanfront town with my husband John. We have been married for seven years now. We were high school sweethearts and married right after graduation. He is the only person I have ever been with in my whole life.
Everyone has always said how it seems like we were made for each other. He is 6â2, blond hair, blue eyes, very muscular, and always has a nice tan. I am 5â4, blond hair, blue eyes, nice firm full C cup breasts, and I work hard to keep my body fit. I work as a lifeguard and John is a fireman. Everyone thinks we are just the âcutestâ couple.
I love my husband and I have always been faithful to him but lately I have found my imagination going crazy. I work with half naked men all day. I have fantasies about every one of them. I notice while talking to them that they have the same thoughts about me. It is pretty obvious by the way they stare at my chest and get erections.
I find myself fantasizing about my supervisor James more than anyone. He is the same height as my husband, very built; he has the most wonderful body I have ever seen. I think part of the reason that I am so attracted to him is because he is black. It is taboo the forbidden fruit.
I have found myself flirting with him quite a bit. He is married and tends to brush me off. His wife is a very beautiful Nubian Princess. I think his resistance to my flirting turns me on more.
One day as I was getting my stuff together at the end of my shift I bumped into James on my way out. As usual I made sure to brush up against him as I walked by. âAccidentallyâ brushing my hip against crotch. The feel of his huge manhood sent an instant rush through my body. My nipples sprang up instantly. I turned to him to innocently apologize and for the first time ever I caught him glaring at my chest like all of the other lifeguards do. This was very exciting to me. I wanted him so bad.
The next day I made sure to âbumpâ into him every chance I got. I bent over in front of him more than usual so he could get a good view of my nice ass. I even made sure to brush my breast against his arm from time to time.
When my shift was over and I was in the shower I had this feeling someone was watching me. When I turned around there was James. He was standing just watching me with his huge manhood bulging out of his shorts. I went from being started to being very turned on. I told him I could tell he was happy to see me. I made sure to give him a good view of my glistening wet body.
He started telling me how he and his staff have been working so hard these last couple of months to ignore my subtle flirting. He said that the way I walked around flaunting my body to all of his men, and âaccidentallyâ rubbing up against them was getting to everyone. He said it was time I learned my lesson about torturing them so much.
He thought he was going to scare me but I wanted him even more now. He told me it was time for me to find out about playing with fire. He told me to get on my knees. I happily did so. He walked up to me and took his throbbing cock out of his trunks and put it in my face. I was so horny I couldnât believe my fantasy was about to come true. I love giving head but my husband hardly ever let me do it to him. He said that is not something you do with someone you respect.