I've not written for several years but have put together a mass of stories "virtually" in my mind, I now have an opportunity to start to take thoughts and turn them into text so this is the first of what I'm hoping will be a few.
This is a story centred around cheating but I've written it from a different perspective and hope you'll enjoy the read. It actually started out as the intro to the story I was going to write but turns out there's enough to make it a standalone story which will make a nice lead into the second part. The second part is centred around the main character but takes on a very different vibe to this one. I hope to get it done over the coming weeks!
It's edited by myself, despite going back through it I've no doubt that there will be some errors, please do your best to look past them. If you are an editor feel free to do so, I'll happily repost to show how different something could potentially look if edited.
This is fiction, there are places that are real, places that aren't. If anyone reading this is allied to any of the professions mentioned and what's written is simply wrong my sincere apologies. Like Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, Harry Potter it's fictional and take it as that. Hopefully you'll enjoy, if not thanks for taking some time to look irrespective of how far you read down.
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Lance sat with his beer and watched as the flames licked down the stairwell into the lounge. Yep, Rome was definitely burning............
I'm Matt, a 23 year old fireman, 5 foot 10, don't consider myself pretty but I certainly wasn't an ugly duckling. I was single and enjoying life like any young person should. I loved my job and loved to party and, being a fireman, had some distinct advantages with the fairer sex. It let me use all of the old corny chat up lines and I'd had more than my fair share of one night stands which suited the way I lived.
The downside of working in any emergency services job is the unsocial hours and shift work. Unlike your nine-to-fivers my weekend off could actually be a couple of mid week days. Of course the local bars and clubs saw an opportunity to fill an otherwise quiet venue by having "Blues and Twos" nights, they were specifically aimed at emergency services personnel and you couldn't get in unless you had ID to show you were National Health Service, Police or Fire service. If you wanted a fun night out and fitted the criteria it was top of the list.
Having slept with a fair few policewomen and nurses along with the locals during the last couple of years I'd let myself believe I was well versed in the art of sex and there was nothing that I didn't know or couldn't deal with. It turned out I was barely out of sexual kindergarten.
I was at a "Blues and Twos" night and hit on a hot brunette nurse called Ann. She was stunning and sexy as hell and we spent most of the night grinding against each other to the pounding music. She wore the classic little black dress that looks so right on a woman's body riding up her leg as she ground her pussy against my leg. I know damn well she could feel my cock straining against my trousers and on more than one occasion let her hand brush against it.
As the night drifted to a close she looked into my eyes, pulled my head to hers, then crushed her painted lips onto mine allowing our tongues to dance their own private tango. We stayed like this with our lips mashed together, her arms locked around my neck whilst my hands roamed over her dress feeling the outline of all the charms that lay below.
"Come home with me" she breathed sexily in my ear "I want to fuck you all night long".
I smiled and a grin came over my face. "Yeah, I'd like nothing more than to explore that beautiful body hiding under that dress." We walked back towards the cloakroom and whilst waiting for her jacket she asked a question in a jokey way but I knew she was serious.
"I'm going to ask you to do one thing for me and it is a deal breaker, I hope you'll understand. I want to take a photo of some ID of yours and send it to a friend, it's a kind of insurance so they know who to come and look for if I vanish. When you leave tomorrow and she knows I'm safe, it'll be deleted." I gave her my fire service ID and five minutes later we were in a taxi on the way to her house.
The taxi pulled up at a nice semi, and made our way inside. After removing her jacket she ushered me into the lounge before wandering off to make a couple of vodka and cokes. As soon as she came in I took my shirt off to join my socks which I'd already discarded.
"woah up cowboy,stop, what ya doing?" she asked, standing in the doorway with a perplexed look on her face. I gave her a somewhat quizzical look "you invited me back here to fuck you?"
She walked over to me and whispered sexily in my ear "No I invited you back to fuuuuuk me not fuck me" deliberately stretching the sound of the first fuck out. I looked at her somewhat confused, she rolled her eyes before responding. "Think of sex like food, I'm not after a MaccyD, I want to share a fine dining experience with you" She ran the tip of her tongue seductively across her lips "Do you want to dine with me?"
I nodded and she told me to wait in the lounge as she walked past me wiggling her hips in a slow sexy way, halfway up the stairs she called back down telling me to follow her up when she called me. I stood waiting casually looking around the room and picked up on a photograph hanging on the wall of Ann and a man. I'd glimpsed her wedding ring at the club, she said nothing and I didn't want to broach it in case it shot down this opportunity that was now laid out before me. I stepped up and looked at the photo a little closer. I'd argue he was an attractive guy with rugged looks that portrayed someone that loved an outdoor lifestyle and with that I walked and sat on the sofa.
During the next 10 minutes I heard her moving around upstairs, then it went quiet. With a tone that dripped with pure sexuality she called down to come up, so I drew a breath and walked confidently upstairs. When I reached the top of the stairs all the doors were shut, bar one which was partially open with a gentle flicker from candles so I stepped inside.
I opened the door and felt my cock pulse with lust through my trousers. Ann stood with some seriously high black stiletto shoes, holdups and a black latex dress with a large gold zip running up the front holding her amazing body inside. It was low cut and her breasts were pushed out, their creamy whiteness almost iridescent in the flickering candlelight that bathed the room. My gaze followed down her body and the hem was literally just covering her arse cheeks making the black shiny material stretch taunt like a drum skin.
Stepping forward she was now a couple inches taller than me and leant in as if to kiss me. I closed my eyes, pursed my lips to kiss her and kissed her cheek. at the last moment she had turned her head sideways knowing my eyes were closed. she giggled like a schoolgirl and her hands came up to hold my head still before speaking in a low voice, every word dripping with sexual wickedness.
" I've just reapplied my makeup and lipstick it's not fair on me if you smudge it everywhere....Well at least for a while..." Stepping back slightly she stood looking at me, her lips moist with blood red lipstick and make up that just said come fuck me. She brought her hand up and showed me a black net scarf and told me that dinner was about to be served. Wrapping the scarf around my head she covered my eyes but knew damn well I could still partially see through it. Putting her hands on my shoulders I was pushed down until my nose was almost touching the bottom of the dress zip, and told me to take her briefs down. I started to bring my hands up.
She leant down, the dress creaking as the material stretched about her form, and put a hand under my chin tilting my head slightly upwards. She spoke to me again with that low sexy voice, giggling at the same time. "No no no...no hands allowed...you need to show some appreciation for this fine meal".
I put my hands back down, pushed my face forward until my lips found the zip and tugged it upwards a few inches. It caused her to moan softly and she pulled my head in until my lips were pressed against her skin just above the top of her briefs. I could feel my own breathing deepen and with it drew her feminine scent down into my lungs absorbing it into my own bloodstream.