This is a love story that transcends a few categories. I am putting it in 'Loving Wives' because I know it will receive a lot of criticism there. Enjoy and thank you for your readership.
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The first time I saw Andy I admired the young handsome man. And the first time I heard him speak at length, I felt like a teenage girl having her first crush. It was his confident, emotional intelligence that aroused me. I couldn't explain why. It just was.
The way he looked at me. It was almost as though he wanted me. That's just my foolish imagination, my narcissistic belief that this hot young man would want me, be attracted to me, would fuck me.
We were sitting in the conference room reviewing our cases when I fell apart. I think Andy sensed something, he looked at me empathetically and smiled. Was I really showing some distress? My pussy was becoming moist. Rachel most have noticed as well. After the meeting she approached me.
"You got really flushed in there. Are you alright?" Rachel asked.
"Yes," I replied. "Just a wave of, ... I don't know, overcame me momentarily."
"Don't tell me it was hot flashes, girl," she said. "You're still way too young for that."
I was. I was also too old to be reacting this way to a younger man.
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I had to do something. The tension has been unbearable. I'm really screwed up.
"Mike," I said to my husband as we both were changing into more comfortable clothes after a long day at work. "Sit down on the bed here," I commanded. He was stripped down to wearing only a t-shirt and boxers.
"What's up with you?" he responded. "You seem to be a little on edge lately."
I didn't answer and he didn't move so I went to him, down on my knees I pulled his boxers down and took his flaccid cock in my mouth. It didn't take long for him to get hard.
"Whoa," he moaned. "It's been ages since you gave me a blowjob," he said quizzically.
"It will be much more comfortable for me on the bed," I said to him matter-of-factly.
Mike laid down on the bed, his cock pointing straight up. I went back to pleasuring him with my moist mouth. I licked his shaft up and down, alternately stroking him, lubricated with my saliva. I was sloppy but intense.
I slid my hand into my sopping wet panties and began rubbing my clit as I bobbed my head on my husband's stiff rod. I took him in all the way till I could feel him on the back of my throat.
"Shit Katie," Mike cried out. "I'm going to cum."
Then I did something I had never wanted to do before. I took his load in my mouth and swallowed each blast of his salty spunk.
"I don't suppose you want to kiss me now," I said to my husband who just stared at me bewildered. "Come on, I'll heat up some lasagna for dinner."
We didn't talk much through dinner but I could tell Mike's brain was on overload trying to figure out what happened in our bedroom. After twenty years of marriage we had sex rarely any more. Maybe it was because we were so used to each other.
After I finished cleaning up the dishes I poured myself a glass of wine and went to the living room where Mike was watching television and sipping on his brandy. When I sat down, he turned the TV off.
"What possessed you to suck on my cock and swallow my cum?" he asked still perplexed.
"I have been fantasizing," I replied.
"You never liked giving me blowjobs, even when we were younger, when we were dating," he informed me.
"I don't know where it came from," I told him. "I guess something has stirred my sexual desires."
Mike was very smart and he knew me well.
"Is it someone at work?" he asked. "Someone new you are attracted to?"
I felt comfortable enough with Mike to confess. "Yes," I replied. "There is a new young lawyer on our team. His name is Andy. I don't know what it is about him that makes me fantasize about him. He is handsome but not overly so, extremely smart and confident."
"Does he seem to be attracted to you at all?" my husband asked.
"Oh god, no. We are all very professional," I answered. "Sometimes, though, it seems like we are staring at each other for an unusually long time. That's where the tension builds and my mind goes crazy."
Mike smiled. "Well, I think I should thank him. That was a really fantastic blow job," he joked. "Now that's off your chest I'm sure you are somewhat relieved," he continued in a more serious tone.
"Mike," I said demurely. "I really did enjoy sucking your cock and tasting your cum. We'll have to start having sex more often."
My husband took my hand and led me to the bedroom where he seductively undressed me. We kissed passionately like we did when we met in college. I felt his warm moist lips on my nipples which sent shivers of pleasure through me, his hands caressing my breasts.
I closed my eyes and soaked up his gentle touch as he went down on me. His tongue worked on my swollen clit, heightening my arousal to the point of orgasm. My cum gushed, drowning my husband's face in my womanly fluid.
Mike penetrated me slowly, my hot wet pussy was ready to take a pounding.
"Hard, Mike. Fuck me hard," I cried out. He did as I ordered. Pounding me relentlessly, I had several orgasms before I came one last time when I felt my husband's cock shooting his sperm inside me.
"That was wonderful," I whispered as I drifted off to sleep.
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I was heading to the conference room Friday morning when I heard Andy's voice behind me saying he was thinking of trying out the Greek restaurant that evening. Then I heard Rachel, the young para-legal, reply to Andy that she would like that. Were they making a date to go out to dinner? A hint of jealousy overcame me momentarily. Was the object of my fantasies hitting on another woman?
"Excuse me," Andy said while he brushed past me to get the door. "Ladies," he said gesturing Rachel and I into the conference room. Rachel and I sat down at the big table and much to my surprise, Andy sat down next to me, not Rachel.
As the meeting progressed we were informed that Andy and I would be assigned to a new case as the attorneys for one of the firm's larger clients. Rachel was to be our para-legal. I couldn't help but think how torturous this was going to be working so close to Andy while he was pursuing a relationship with Rachel. I had to get those jealous lustful thoughts out of my mind. Of course Andy should be interested in Rachel. They were both young and I was old enough to be their mother.
I will have to fuck Mike every night to keep the tension from building in me.
After the meeting I called my husband and told him we were going out to dinner at the new Greek restaurant. I don't know why I insisted on torturing myself for the opportunity to see Andy and Rachel in a social setting.
That evening as we entered the restaurant I spotted Andy and Rachel with another woman sitting at a table by the window. I noticed the table next to theirs was empty so I asked the hostess if we could be seated there. As we approached them Andy stood up.
"Katie," he said. "What a pleasure to see you here tonight. And you must be Mike," he said thrusting his hand out to shake my husband's.
"Hello Andy, Rachel," I said. "And..."