I want you to know that for the past couple of years I have had an on going affair with a lady from where I work. We started out as just a tryst but it turned into a full-blown affair. I am a married man but this woman was able to make me forget all the responsibilities that go along with being married. I think the only way this stopped was that I lost my job and had to move away. Otherwise I would still be seeing her. Her name was Linda, a black lady about 5 foot 3 inches tall, a good set of legs and had tits that had a pair of nipples the seemed to be hard all the time. She also had a tattoo of a musical cliff symbol on her leg about even with her knee. She was about my age, which at the time was 44 years old. That may seem old to some people but it really is not. You still have all the desires that you had when you were younger but you’re not as much in a hurry.
Linda and I would go out after work to a motel that you could rent a room by the hour. The longest we stayed there was about an hour maybe two. But in that time Linda sure taught me how to make love. I don’t say “fuck” because I did enjoy our outings very much and to say “fuck” degrades the memory. Linda taught me how to kiss, to French kiss, how to give good head and how to touch a woman. In other words she taught me how to be a good lover. I must have been a good student because my wife said that she was enjoying our lovemaking even more.
I remember one of times we went to the motel, Linda would stood in front of me while I sat on the bed and let me undress her. She always wore a blouse with no bra. Her tits were firm and stood out from her chest. She had nipples were about a half-inch around and stuck out maybe a half inch too with an areola about two inches around. I would look up at them and gently put them to my mouth. My tongue would make circles over those hard points, my teeth gently biting them. I would move from one to the other, tasting the sweat from the day on them. A bittersweet taste, but a taste that was ambrosia to me, damn they were fine! Her jeans would be next; I would unbutton the top snap and pull down the zipper to expose her pussy area. Sometimes she wore panties and sometimes she didn’t. Either way it was an adventure just opening her jeans. Her jeans were always tight and I had to struggle to get them off. It was like pealing a banana; each leg had to be pulled off. Undressing her took the longest time, but it seemed that my clothes came off in seconds.
We would kiss and I could feel her tongue enter my mouth. It would push against my tongue as they fought inside my mouth for control. I swear that it felt like she was licking the backside of my mouth. She pushed me down on the bed, all the time still kissing me. My hands roamed over her body feeling her breasts, cupping her ass, and fingering her pussy. It was always wet down there, and a deep red in contrast to her dark skin. I rolled her over to enter her in the missionary position. She guided my cock to her waiting pussy. Linda had a way of gripping my cock with her pussy when I entered her. I have never felt anything like that before or since.
