My Sexual Awaening

Geoffrey finished the renovations and it looked great. He did an awesome job.

I pondered extensively on the incident with Geoffrey and repeatedly watched the video. However, the saying "too much of a good thing is no good" made us weary of viewing it repeatedly.

The same happened with our fantasies. All of them ended up with the same scenario. Another man fucks me. It faded away, and with that, our sexual life.

Martin kept pressuring me to seduce another man, but I wasn't ready. I don't think I'll ever be ready. I felt incredibly guilty after making out with Geoffrey, and I still do.

We had sex maybe once or twice a month, but Martin's workload also rose and he had to travel frequently for work. My libido became so much that I was unable to control it. That was then resolved with an erotic video and masturbating afterwards.

After our garden party, everything changed. We decided to host a casual barbecue at noon on a Saturday. Three couples from our circle of friends happily accepted the invitation: Maryke and Rhys, Morgan and Tristan, and lastly Caitlin and Ethan.

Martin had scheduled an appointment at the day spa the Friday before, to make me feel irresistible. I decided on a lovely white sundress adorned with a charming floral print, and underneath, I had my bikini on, just in case we decided to take a dip in the water.

Martin was getting a bit frisky when I went downstairs, but I told him, "Not now, buster. Wait until everyone's gone." His face was a canvas of disappointment.

The first to arrive were Caitlin and her husband Ethan. Caitlin has long curly blond hair cascading halfway down her back. She's extremely fit, has a flat tummy and sexy legs and has a very sizeable pair of breasts. I imagine her rather impressive boobs, sexy legs and pretty face made her the wet dream of every man. She has freckles at the very end of her little button nose. She is fun and has a razor-sharp sense of humour. We are telling each other everything, our dreams, fantasies, disappointments and sexual experiences. I told her about Geoffrey. She shared some of her experiences with me as well. Ethan her husband is tall and rugged looking, about six one or two. He is clean-cut but he has an edge about him that is serious to deny to any woman who sees him, and I know Caitlin is always worried about his wandering eye. But as beautiful as she is, she doesn't have to worry.

We were busy in the kitchen while Martin welcomed our other guests in the living room. Then, when I heard his voice, I froze. It was like an electric current went through my body. Geoffrey had arrived! His thick cock popped back into my mind. My pussy contracted involuntarily.

"What's wrong, girl? Did you see a ghost?" Caitlin grabbed me by the shoulder.

I was speechless. "Geoffrey is here," I managed to get out.

"It's okay, I'm here to support you," she smiled at me.

I calmed down and took a large gulp of my wine. "I am going to kill Martin. He invited Geoffrey without consulting me."

Caitlin just smiled.

As he entered the kitchen, he held a beautiful bouquet of red roses. "These are for you," he said, passing me the fragrant roses and kissed me on the lips.

"Hi, thank you," was all I could manage to say.

Caitlin broke the ice "Hello am Caitlin".

He took her hand, introduced himself, and then left as quickly as he had entered.

"Wow, he is more than a hunk than I imagined. You are a lucky woman. "She teased me.

"I am over him, you can have him" I smiled back at her.

"I am not so sure about that," she continued to tease me.

"Please keep him out of my hair," I pleaded with her.

"That'll do, it will be my pleasure," she smiled.

The men were outside next to the fire as usual, and the women were inside the entertainment area. Geoffrey kept looking at me, trying to catch my eyes. He was successful several times, and Caitlin noticed, teasing me about it. She said, "I can see he's got the hots for you" and "You are pretty much into him."

My pussy twitches every time it occurs. I could feel I was wet, soaking wet.

Later, we had lunch by the pool. Martin sat next to me, and Geoffrey was on the other side. We had a nice conversation with him, and I started to relax.

After lunch, everyone jumped into the pool. Caitlin and I took all the dishes to the kitchen and stuffed them into the dishwasher.

"Are you going to join us in the pool?" she asked.

I just shook my head and told her she could join the others while I cleaned up.

When I arrived at the pool area a little later, I saw them enjoying a game of pool volleyball. They wanted me to join, but I volunteered to be the referee and keep score. There was a lot of groping going on.

After some time, they decided to take a break. They leisurely made their way to the bar and carefully poured themselves generous servings of fresh drinks. We just sat around chatted and joked around. It was fun and I enjoyed it. So far so good, Geoffrey maintained a comfortable distance.

Martin put on some music, and we all started to dance and picked up groping each other where they left off in the pool. I felt more relaxed and joined them, but everyone objected that I was the only one not in a bathing suit.

"Take off your dress Caitlin shouted" Everyone joined her "Take it off, Take it off!"

I was embarrassed that they would see the moist stain on my bikini panties. My only chance to save face was to go right into the hot tub, clothes and all. I got out and got rid of the sundress and joined them in their dance. The drinks were getting to me, and I didn't care anymore about what would happen; must happen.

Soon I ended up dancing with Geoffrey. The music swirled around us as Geoffrey and I found ourselves moving together on the dance floor. Our conversation flowed, with him doing most of the talking. It was then that he opened up, confessing that he still thinks about me a lot. I was flattered but I reminded him that I am a married woman and he should not get carried away.

I found myself constantly preoccupied with thoughts of him, especially captivated by his impressive cock, but I held back telling him.

As the evening progressed, we all jumped into the pool. The air was warm and filled with the energy of our dancing, and we needed to cool off. Martin turned down the music and put on mostly piano music by Richard Clayderman and music from Michael Cretu, mainly songs from the Enigma project.

Tristan, feeling unwell, expressed his desire to leave, but Morgan insisted on staying, stating that the night was still young and that she was having a great time. Tristan left on his own.

The power went out, and it was load-shedding time. We didn't keep track of the scheduled power outage and failed to prepare extra lighting. The moonlight provided some light, just enough to prevent us from bumping into something or each other.

Caitlin Etan and Geoffrey volunteered to bring us some fresh drinks. I suddenly felt the urge to use the bathroom and got out of the pool shortly after them.

I walked into the room without knocking and accidentally bumped into someone.

"Sorry, I thought the bathroom was vacant." I apologised.

"It's ok, is me." It was Geoffrey.

He reached around my waist and pulled her into his arms. In a flash, his mouth was on mine, and his tongue probed my lips open. At first, I was a bit hesitant. My mind told me to pull away but my body was not responding. I reached behind his head and pulled him into me, kissing him back. His hands began to wander all over my body, tracing down my back, over my hips, and then to my ass. I felt his other hand began to stroke my pussy. I was desperate for his touch and I spread my legs to give him more access and he moved my bikini bottoms to the side. Two of his fingers slid inside of me. His thumb was massaged by my sensitive clit. I was bucking back against his hand, greedy, wanting more. He drove his fingers deeper and began to slowly piston in and out my soaked pussy. I felt an orgasm started to build. I opened my mouth to scream. His probing fingers forced my body past that edge and I came.

The power came back on and I snapped back to reality.

"Please stop, I'll call you on Monday," I managed to say.

"Is that a promise?" He asked.

"Yes I promise, now go before someone gets suspicious" I assured him.

I went back. Nobody suspected anything, what a relief. After winding down, everyone headed home. As I was taking a shower, Martin passed out on our bed. I showered and then went to bed.

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The next morning I awoke from a sound sleep to find myself struggling to open my eyes due to a splitting headache. I promised myself, like many times before, not to drink some much in the future.

Martin and I wandered around like zombies the whole morning until the afternoon.

Martin started teasing me. "Hmm, your boyfriend still has an eye on you," he said.

"What boyfriend?" I pretended to be clueless.

"Geoffrey, naturally. He kept a close eye on you the entire day," he laughed.

"That's his problem then. You seem to notice, did you enjoy it?" I grinned.

"Of course I did. I love it when men admire my sexy wife."

"That is your problem as well. Now stop it, at least for today, I am not feeling well." I shot back at him. "Why did you invite Geoffrey anyway?"

I was taken aback by his answer. "I thought you would like it, hoping something would transpire"

"I hated the situation, you spoiled the whole day for me" I shot back at him.

"Sorry." Is all that he could get out.

His words made me think of what happened the day before. I liked Geoffrey's kisses even if I wasn't asked for them. For the remainder of the day, my pussy was wet all the time. I still felt his fingers in my pussy. I must admit I loved it.

I made the decision to hide it from Caitlin and Martin. They shouldn't have bothered me about it. I experienced a whirlwind of feelings. I chose to postpone making any decisions until after I received Geoffrey's call.

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I cleaned the house after Martin left for work on Monday morning. By 11:00, I'd finished, poured myself a glass of wine, and checked my emails in the study. The estate agency had some work to do. It wasn't much, and I finished it quickly. I poured myself another glass. My thoughts wandered back to Saturday. I couldn't get the make out session with Geoffrey out of my head. I removed my shorts and panty and started toying with my pussy, it was slopping wet. I opened the video file where Geoffrey and I made out in the kitchen. (My Sexual Awakening Pt. 02: The Contractor). I had to look at that his glorious cock again. I imagined he was doing it again to me. I started to work my fingers in my cunt. I had a huge orgasm, my whole body trembled.

Afterwards, I felt horrible, like I had many times before, and decided to erase the video. Later, I called Geoffrey, as promised. We had a nice talk about this and that. Every time he tried to make a move on me, I stopped him and convinced him that we could only be friends. I must first learn to regulate my emotions.

I felt better after speaking with Geoffrey. However, I was still on edge and worked up. I needed a cock to fuck me. Later that evening, I attempted to begin sex with Martin. He quickly stuck his cock into my pussy and came within a minute. There was no passion. It seemed as if he was doing a duty. That left me extremely frustrated.

That evening I went to bed, frustrated. I decided I needed to discuss this situation with someone. Not Martin or Caitlin. I knew they would encourage me to go ahead to let Geoffrey fuck me.

I got hold of a marriage counsellor. I called to make an appointment. The counsellor sounded nice and she let me at ease.

Until next time. The Marriage Counsellor.