The last experience I told you about, involved me falling back into Russell's arms. There are a lot more experiences for me to tell you about with Russell, including a very sad ending. But I don't want to tell you about that now. Instead I want to tell you what happened after Russell.
At the time I was working for two independent doctors in a private doctor's office. The first doctor I worked with four days a week, and the second doctor just one day a week. It is the second doctor, Dr Scully, that I want to tell you about.
I told you that something sad happen with Russell. I won't tell you what right now, but I was crushed. I didn't have anybody to turn to and that is when Dr. Scully gave me a soft place to fall. He listened to my broken heart and comforted me and in no time I was seeing him as more than just a boss, even more than just a friend.
Let me tell you about Scully. He is the complete opposite of my husband, really the opposite of Jeff and Russell, as well. My husband is tall handsome with a strong chest, broad shoulders, and big arms. Jeff and Russell were also big masculine guys. Scully is short, thin, and not very masculine. He is also in his late 50's and fucking rich. He owns many exotic sports cars that he keeps immaculate.
I think Scully started see me as a potential lover, long before I saw him that way. In fact I was surprised when he kissed me in the elevator after work one day. I did not return his passion and he quickly apologized.
Scully didn't have the traditional features that attracted me to my husband and my other lovers and he knew it. So he worked to impress me other ways. In the few weeks when he was trying to seduce me, I bet he drove me around 10 times in 5 different high end sports cars.
I don't think the cars worked, but I do think my sadness of Russell did work, because in a few weeks I began to think of him as a man I would really like to be with.
My husband has to travel out of town frequently, and I mentioned to Scully that he would be out of town on a Tuesday and Wednesday, Scully said we should get together for drinks. Now I grew up in a conservative Christian home and I don't drink, but I did agree to meet him Tuesday evening. He suggested the Springs Inn and I said okay.
Since my husband discovered me with Russell for the third time, he did not trust me anymore. In fact when he went out of town he would frequently phone me to make sure I was with the kids and not anywhere where I could cheat.
Before he went out of town, I told him I would be going to an office birthday party Tuesday evening. He told me he did not want me to go, because he knew Scully would be there and he was a little suspicious of Scully. I told him I wouldn't go because I knew it would make him comfortable.
I went anyway. And it wasn't a birthday party it was just me and Scully. We sat in the bar a long time, maybe two hours taking. Then Scully asked me if I wanted to ride in his BMW Coupe. I told him yes. I knew that when he tried to kiss me this time, I would return his kisses with a lot of passion.
When we got in his car we never even left the parking lot, we just started making out. At first the making out was kissing, hugging, and incidental rubs against the sides of by breasts. But soon he became more forward, rubbing my breasts outside my shirt and then reaching up under my shirt to my bra. I leaned back and told him I might as well give him access to what he really wanted. Then without removing my shirt, I took off my bra and laid it by the gear shift. Then he reached his hand under my shirt, he felt the best tits he had felt since he was in his twenties.
A new man rubbing my breasts still gets me horny; real horny! As we kissed, I moved his hand from my breast to my thigh and spread my legs a little so he would have access to me under my dress. He slid his hand up my thigh until he reached my panties, then he firmly rubbed my pussy through my panties. I brought my ass off the seat so that my pussy rubbed hard against his hand. He used both hands to remove my panties. Now I looked fully clothed to anyone who passed, but I was naked enough to fuck and Scully had access to all me goodies.
Now I pushed him back and turned my attentions to him. I didn't really bother with his shirt, I went straight for his dick. I put my hand in his lap to fondle his still clothed cock. It was small. Smaller than any cock I had ever seen on a healthy male. As we kissed, I rubbed his cock from outside his pants hard with my right hand. I started to unzip his pants and he surprised me by telling me no. He said he wanted to join me in the passenger's seat. I told him I would like that a lot. He got out and came around to my side of the car. I got out and let him and climbed back in on his lap facing him.
I didn't even try to be ladylike when I got back in the car, I pulled up my skirt so that my bare ass and exposed pussy were pressed against his pants. We kissed some more and again I went for his cock and this time he told me he would do it. He reached down, opened his pants, and pulled his dick out. I instinctively reached for it. It was even smaller in my hand than I thought it was when I felt it in his pants.