The Affair

Let me start out by telling you about myself. I am a Mexican/American born and raised in the San Fernando Valley. I grew up in a mixed neighborhood, but never had any dealings with black people. When I went to work for a firm in south Los Angeles that was the first time I was exposed to black people. This is a tale of what happen to me.

Where do I begin? It started out as a simple flirtation. I would see Linda in the hallway and I began to get to know her by just teasing her a bit. She was the first black lady I ever met. We seem to hit it off real well. Linda is a fairly plain black lady, not real good-looking but not bad to look at. She always was happy and fun to be around. After a while we started going out to lunch together, nothing serious. We also started to go out with another couple after work for a drink or two. We played pool, played a few games. We did the things you do while drinking. I never gave it any thought. But it seems that she did. One of the times she went out with our regular friends without me, she had a little too much to drink and started saying how much she missed me and wished I were there. She carried on and finally had to be consoled by a friend. Of course I didn’t learn of this until the following Monday when my friend told me about it. Once again I didn’t give it a thought.

As time went on our outings at lunch got a little a little more intense. One time Linda adjusted my tie and pinched my nipple when she did it. I told her, I would get even for that. The next time we went out we started to fool around a bit and I pinched her nipple. Linda just laughed. Other times Linda would leave her blouse unbuttoned enough for me to see her breasts and nipples. She told me that she never wore a bra! I got a real good look at what I thought was some really fine looking breasts with the largest nipples I ever saw.

It took a while but on one our lunch periods I eventually kissed her. They were soft kisses, just a meeting of the lips. Now I am not what you call a good kisser but Linda didn’t seem to mind. She worked with me and taught me how to kiss her and do it well. So our outings at lunch became a bit more passionate. Mostly kissing and stuff. I never tried to touch her or push it any farther than kisses. To me, that was totally innocent. I’m a married man and didn’t want to press things to far. But things would soon change.

I was having a few problems at home. My wife and I were not getting along. We seemed to be arguing and fighting all the time. It got to the point that I thought we would separate and divorce. It seemed like she was mad at me all the time. Our sex life had gone to hell. She wouldn’t even let me kiss her. Let alone let me touch her. Now my wife has always had problems with sex but I thought she was working them out. I guess I was wrong. It was pretty frustrating. I took my troubles form home to work and to the bars after work.

It was one of those days, I was tired from work; it had been very stressful and it had really gotten me down. It was a Friday and Linda had a birthday that weekend. So I took her out after work to have a few drinks. She did not want to go to a bar. So I bought a four pack of wine coolers, wine coolers were her favorite drink. We went to the beach as it was close to where we worked. I nursed my cooler while she drank hers. I was still on my first drink and she had begun her second already. We just sat and talked. Mostly we talked about nothing, small talk the kind you do when you are comfortable with each other. Soon the talk got slow and we got lost in our own thoughts. Linda looked so fragile and innocent. Like she would break if you touched her hard or the wrong way. The car had bucket seats so we were not sitting that close to each other. She kind of leaned towards me. She was quite close by now. I leaned towards her. We looked at each other’s eyes. Then we kissed. This was not a peck stolen at lunch. This had feeling behind it. Linda slipped her tongue into my mouth and moved it around which caught me by surprise.

But I didn’t back away. I let her do with my mouth what ever she wanted. After a few moments we broke apart. I was feeling something, something I had never felt before. To me, this was something special. I’m sure she felt the same way. Her eyes were glazed, her breathing fast. Almost like she was out of breath. I’m sure I looked the same way. Then she said, “I have got to have you!” At first I didn’t know what she meant. Then it slowly hit me. She wanted to take me to bed. Now I never saw myself as a great lover or being that well endowed. She said please take me somewhere. She became very impatient. She got real nervous and fidgety. Now this was something I had never done before even when I was single. I wasn’t sure what to do.

We drove around a while and found a motel where we could get a room for a couple of hours. You should have seen me filling out the registration card. I was as nervous as hell. My hands were shaking; I made up a name to put on the card. Now that I think of it I don't think they even kept the card. We went to the room. You didn’t need a key because the door was unlocked. I guess they had a lot of people that came here to do the same thing we were going to do. We went inside and kissed some more. This time Linda slowed me down and took the time to show me how to kiss her right.

She showed me how to move my tongue to give her pleasure. How to tilt my head as best to make kissing easier. She taught me how to part my lips just the right way. I guess it was my turn to be impatient. As I fumbled with her blouse I unbuttoned it with shaking fingers. When it came off, there were her fully exposed breasts for the first time. Now Linda is a black lady of about 5’2” and had a small frame. She had a fairly dark complexion, which I found very appealing. Her breasts were not real big. But they were well rounded and full. Her nipples stuck out like the erasers on a pencil. I placed my mouth over them and tasted them; I went from one nipple to the other. Just mouthing and licking them as I went. My hands fit around her breasts perfectly.

Then I removed her pants; she had on blue satin panties. They fit her ever so tight. Linda had a great ass, it was full and round like you would expect a black woman’s butt to be, it stuck out and seem like it formed a small shelf where her butt ended and the small of her back began. Her bush was full as well. This was the first time I had ever seen a black woman’s pubic hair, let alone touch it. It was soft as can be. I never had relations with a black woman before and I guess I thought her hair would be hard and stiff, like steel wool. People are always saying that black people have kinky hair. I was thinking in that old stereotype way. Man was I ever wrong. Her hair was soft and silky it seem to bounce against my hand. I enjoyed the way it felt.

Then it was my turn to get undressed. Like I said before I did not think I was endowed enough for her. When my pants dropped I felt a little ashamed. She reached down and touched me; it gave me the shivers. As she held me in her hands she said, “you’re plenty big enough.” When she held me I felt like I was getting bigger. I became harder than ever, almost like a steel spike. I couldn’t wait to get her in bed. Again she slowed me down. Showed me how to place my hands and gently rub her. I moved my hands over her breasts and down her ass. I followed her crack of her ass with my fingers. I felt her stomach and legs. My fingers touched her face. I explored her entire body. Then I made my way down to her vagina. I pushed my middle finger in and could feel her wetness. As my middle finger played with her pussy my thumb found her clitoris. Her clit stood out with only a slight hood. Her pussy was warm and wet and had a deep red color. My thumb made small circles over her clit. It gave her so much pleasure that she moan out load, I was in bliss.

It came time to make love to her. I had trouble at first I was all thumbs, and couldn’t do anything right. I was in a hurry to get at her. Linda seemed to always know when to slow me down. She took my member and guided it to her vagina. She folded my foreskin back over the head and put the head right at her “V”. When I entered her it slid in ever so slow she was very tight, then I started to work at it and began to pump. We found a rhythm and moved to a beat only we could feel. She did things that made me feel like a king. She did not just lay there her body moved all around. The action of her body, the way she moved. Every little movement did something to me, I felt like a porn star. Of course being the first time I tended to be a little quick on the trigger.

I pulled out and shot cum all over her pussy, stomach, and chest. I placed my hands on it and rubbed it in. She put her hands on mine and rubbed with me. The act of making love to her made me feel wonderful. But I had tired myself out. I fell over to one side and rested next to her. Her body felt warm and cool at the same time. Her nipples were still hard. I felt them and the rest of her body. She looked at me and ran her hands over my body. Giving me the chills and making me squirm and shake. Her hands were both soft and rough. I think the roughness was because of the type of job she did at work. It was still very enjoyable.

As we rested we just looked at each other, not saying anything. Our eyes just wandered over each other. After a while she got up to take a shower. As she walked to the bathroom she looked back and called to me. I followed her into the shower.

In the shower, she lathered me up and I lathered her. My soapy hands roamed over her breasts and stomach. Then down to her pussy. As she lathered me her hands made their way to my groin, the motions of her hands again made me hard. Linda saw this and took control once again. She fondled my member as I held her. Once again we made love. This time standing up, I never did that before either. As I pushed her hard against the shower wall with her legs wrapped around me. I closed my eyes and was in bliss once again. I pumped her, and kept pumping until I came. Twice in just under an hour, again, something that I’ve never done. I think it had a lot to do with the situation. Afterwards we dried off and got dressed.

All of a sudden I got a case of the guilt’s. I started mumbling to myself about how I had done wrong. Linda knew how I must have been feeling, being all tense and stressed. She came over to me, put her arms around me she and kissed me. It was a gentle kiss; she looked me in the straight in the eyes. And said, “Now we had fun, you worked out all your tensions, now you can go home to your wife and fuck her like you never fucked her before.” And I did just that I amazed myself that I could perform again after the afternoon delight I experience earlier. The wife even commented that she enjoyed my lovemaking. She said I had never kissed her like that. She came out of the pattern and mood she had been in. It made me think that maybe it was not all her fault. Maybe I was bringing home my work problems and stress.

All I know is that next time I get myself stressed out. I would have another rendezvous with Linda.