I can truly say Sandi Winter became a real nymphomaniac over the next few months; letting me fuck her at least twice a week after hours in the furniture shop that we worked in; and she was game for anything, and she soon developed a taste for dirty talk too. As the weeks flew past she would wear transparent tops and completely stopped wearing knickers on the days we were together; lifting her skirt whenever she got the opportunity, flashing her shaved slit and sexy stockings and suspenders.
A couple of customers even commented on her sexy attire; with a knowing wink.
My married colleague soon developed a taste for putting on an extra special show whenever I fucked her on the plastic coated beds in the bedding department at the back of the shop and she loved me rearranging the mirrors so she could watch herself.
I have to admit fucking her doggy style; tits dangling and shaking directly in front of two or three mirrored wardrobes was pretty mind blowing; as was watching her suck my dick from several different angles.
It didn't take me long to tap her arse either; one evening she was being very vocal while I was banging her from behind when her hand slipped on the plastic cover; meaning my cock came out of her sopping cunt. As she got back on her hands and knees her legs were still spread wide apart, exposing her dripping pink cash and her puckered arse hole. Well; I'd fingered it a few times and it had always made her cum harder and louder than usual, so I thought "What the hell!" and pressed my knob against the top hole and without a word pushed it in; making her squeal like a pig.
"What the fuck?" Sandi cried, as she dug her manicured nails into the plastic, "You fucking bastard! I never said you could stick it there."
I gave her three hard slaps across her buttocks and continued slowly pumping my dick into her bowels. Sandi, God Bless her, soon relaxed and began fingering herself as I gave her arse a good pounding. The following week she virtually begged me to 'fuck her up the arse' again! And boy; did she like the taste of spunk.
That's how it was; she was game for absolutely anything and even hinted at a threesome; knowing I'd done that a couple of times with my best mate Lloyd and some slappers we'd pick up on a Saturday night.
Now; this is the bit that I feel guilty about......even though she was the best and most adventurous fuck I'd ever had, it all became too easy and a bit boring. But I didn't know how to end it. Thankfully 'fate' played its part, when I was called to a Regional Management meeting with the shop manager. The MD confirmed some rumours that three shops were going to close; but some of the staff would be transferred around the group, including two to my shop.
This meant we would have a full contingent of salesmen six days, meaning no more dirty 'stop backs' with Sandi. It was an odd feeling; relief and disappointment; but I knew that it was for the best in the long run.
Mrs. Winter wasn't in the shop the next day so I sent her a coded text message; so she would call me back. She burst into tears as I explained there was nothing I could do about the 'situation' and as she had insisted when our affair began; this was to be 'no strings attached' and there wasn't to be any 'going on dates or anything' this was a 'sex thing' purely and simply.
Sure enough the following week she wore trousers and a sweater for work; even though the first of the new staff wouldn't arrive for three weeks. The student had only been out the shop door ten minutes when I had my cock in her mouth! The dirty cow couldn't resist and I fucked her ragged that evening; even shoving a water bottle up her cunt while I tapped her arse -- she fucking loved it too.
Eventually the two salesmen arrived and our affair finally ended.
Three weeks later Sandi and I were having a cigarette during my lunchtime and she was virtually begging me to fuck her; as her husband hardly came near her these days and her toys weren't satisfying her the way I did. (Which was very flattering). I was coming up with excuse after excuse; which wasn't too hard as I still lived with my parents; but she suggested we could go to Lloyds flat on my day off, but I manfully resisted.
She didn't give up easily and the following day she turned up on her own day off 'coincidentally' when I was on my break. She joined me for a cigarette and began rubbing my dick through my trousers until it was stiff. With her back to the kitchen door she pulled my zip down and pulled my dick out and began tossing me off.
"Are you going to The Mojo on Saturday night?" She asked as her tiny hand stroked my stretched skin.
"Yes," I said as her finger tips played with my bell end." The Mojo was our regular club on Fridays as it was full of Mods and Soul fans; plus it sold cheap beer and the women were usually cheaper still.
"How would you feel if I came too?" Sandi purred as her strokes became tighter and faster.
"What do you mean?" I asked as my balls began to tighten.
"He has a family thing on this weekend and is taking the kids." Sandi bent forward and began wanking my cock into her mouth for a few seconds, "and I told him I have to work on Saturday -- some urgent shit; but he believed me so I'm free as a bird on Friday and Saturday night." She bent forward again and began sucking my dick as her wanking had my balls filling up and on the verge of eruption.
"So?" She asked with a mischievous smile, "Do you want to take me to the Mojo? I'll let you do anything you want afterwards?"
"I guess." I sighed as she covered my knob with her mouth and let me cum down her throat. With a naughty wink Sandi took the last few drops onto her fingers and ran them under nose. "You have no idea how much I've missed your spunk darling."
I quickly tucked my stiff dick back into my pants and gulped in as much air as possible. "So," she confirmed licking her fingers clean, "Is it a date?" I nodded as I made my way back into the shop; getting a quizzical look from my new workmate.
Texts were exchanged and I agreed to meet my married lover at 7.30 at a pub a few doors away from the Mojo. I was already at the bar, suited and booted, chatting to some mates when Sandi made her entrance.
She'd done her research and was wearing a black and white quartered PVC dress, black knee high boots, what I presumed were white nylons and the zip on the front of her dress was pulled down so far I thought her tits could fall out at any moment. It was no surprise that she got many admiring glances as she approached me.
I introduced her to my friends; and once inside the club the evening flew by, lots of drink was drunk and Sandi had the time of her life; dancing and flirting especially when I confirmed that we could go back to Lloyd's flat as he was game for a threesome like she'd suggested.
When the club closed at 1am it was raining very heavily so we took shelter, kissing and heavy petting in a shop doorway as Lloyd found us a taxi.
Eventually he found us.
