I knew after the meeting I had with Frank that there were going to be repercussions, following the photographs taken by the security officer of Tim fucking me after hours in the reception area.
I soon realised that the guys in the office were looking at me differently. I learnt that somehow the agenda for the upcoming directors meeting had been updated with an item that simply said Karen Smith. The rumour mill started, may be I was to be promoted, or demoted?
The speculation was rife, but I knew what it was about.
I spoke to Andy, my husband about it. He told me that it was my decision about how I handled the rumours and the eventual Directors meeting.
Andy and I had been married for four years , he was a year older than me. When we got together he was more experienced in relationships than I was, actually I was a virgin, and inexperienced in personal relationships. I had devoted my youth to learning to be a Ballet Dancer and never really had time for a boyfriend. I met Andy through Sandy, one of the other girls in the Ballet company I was with. Her boyfriend was Andys' best friend.
I had stayed in Andys' flat a couple of times along with my friend Sandy to avoid having to go back to the lodgings that the company occupied. We got on incredibly well and talked about pretty much any subject.
He always treated me with respect and I could see he was getting more and more attracted to me, as I was to him. He knew that I was a virgin, and he never tried to push his luck. It was getting to the point where I was wishing he would.
The flat was the first floor of an Old Victorian house the family who owned it had originally converted it for their son to live in when he got married. The layout of the flat meant that the lounge where I was sleeping on a sofa-bed was next to his bedroom.
After an evening when he had finally kissed me I made my way into his bedroom, wearing only a tee-shirt nightie. The nightie did not last long.
It was not a new one fortunately as in his eagerness to uncover my virgin body as it was being difficult to get of he simply ripped it in half , exposing my naked body lying on his bed.
It was the first time I had ever seen an erect penis. I had seen a couple of the guys in the company when they were changing, but they were occasionally partially aroused but nothing like this.
Andy knelt on the bed and looked at me. I could see the lust in his eyes as he admired me. My nipples were standing up and my small outer cunt lips were distended and pulled apart. I could smell how aroused I was.
I had some trepidation, but I had decided that I really wanted to do this. My main worry was how such a big thing was going to fit into by tight little hole. In reality Andy has a slightly above average sized cock but to a first timer like me it looked bloody enormous.
I knew that almost certainly my hymen would not be intact. All of the physical exercise I had undergone in training had put paid to that.
Andy ran his hands up my thighs, stroking me gently, he leaned down and kissed me, our tongues meeting as I nibbled on his. By now I could feel his cock rubbing against my erect clitoris. I loved to play with it myself but this felt even better. I knew that I needed him. I started to hump on his thigh and I could feel I was making him wet with the flow of my juices.
He knelt up again and I pulled my legs apart holding my thighs with my hands, in the classic submissive pose. "Fuck me please Andy!" I said. He needed no further encouragement. He gently pushed his rock hard cock into me. It filled me totally as he eased in and out, going deeper each time, until I could feel the tip of his cock touch me cervix. That was the most incredibly erotic and stimulating feeling I had ever had.
I could feel the build up of an orgasm emanating from the pressure on my mons and the friction on my clit, and I knew from the gradual increase in speed that Andy was building up to a climax.
I had never seen let alone feel a mans' ejaculation. I felt his cock begin to get even harder as it suddenly started pulsing as he shot his seed up in to me. I felt so wanted and desirable as my orgasm exploded inside me. I had been incredibly lucky. My first time was wonderful with a great guy and I knew that I was going to really enjoy sex.
That night we slept together for the first time, with his cock erect inside me. I was his forever.
It became clear soon after we were married that Andy enjoyed me flirting with other guys and had a thing about me catching up in terms of sexual experience.
At first I had misgivings about it, I could not understand why he felt this way . I was worried it was because he did not love me.
He had come from a difficult family back ground and had recently had a close relationship which had gone sour when she started cheating on him.
These factors, and it has taken years for him to work it out, led him to several conclusions. The first was that he felt if I was allowed to do as I wished physically then I would never feel the need to go behind his back. That provided it remained a physical act that he knew about then there was little or no risk of any emotional involvement. He never quite understood why but he found the whole thing very arousing and still does.
When he explained it to me clearly, I decided I would play catch up. I also found the idea of exploring my sexuality to its fullest very arousing. Flirting has always turned me on.
