Continued from Ch. 2 where Melissa gets seduced and taken in her own marriage bed.
Melissa masturbated for another thirty minutes, time enough to give herself a few more orgasms. Unfortunately for her, she couldn't get the satisfaction that she yearned for before falling back to sleep. When she woke, she was confused as if she had awakened from a dream. Her hormones had finally returned to a reasonably normal level, allowing the guilt at what she had done in the past 10 hours to rush back to her like a tidal wave.
Melissa felt ashamed at how easy it was for another man to slide between her legs. Why in the world would she give herself so freely to another man? Why would she allow another guy to touch her, kiss her and to fuck her? She despised the idea of cheating on her husband. In her circle of friends, cheating wives were harlots. Why then, couldn't she get the urge to do it again out of her head? She needed more and knew she wasn't strong enough to resist the temptation in her state of mind no matter how hard she tried.
Personally, I couldn't keep my mind off of Melissa. Mostly, I thought about what I could do to throw fuel on her already heightened sexual desire. I went home to sleep a few hours but when I woke, I already had the urge to have Melissa yet again. I was becoming just as addicted to her as she was to sex.
That afternoon I went to her work to see how she was doing but found that she had called out sick. I decided to use it as an excuse to pay her a visit. I was pretty sure she would be a safe bet on getting her on her knees for a quick blowjob if nothing else.
When she opened the door, she was dressed in a v-neck t-shirt with a lazy day pair of sweats and she still looked as sexy as if she were wearing nothing at all.
"I noticed you weren't at work today, are you alright?"
"Why are you here?" She said While looking in both directions to see if any of her neighbors were outside. "You can't be seen here."
"Then let me in, Melissa. They won't have anything to talk about unless they see me."
"Fine, come in but just for a minute and then you have to leave. Oh god, If you must know, I called in sick because I felt so awful about what we had done and how I acted, AGAIN! I knew that I would be useless at work. After you left, I saw that I had missed several calls and texts from Kevin. He left me a message telling me that he called and to see what I was up to. He asked me to call him but I was too busy committing adultery," Melissa said, almost crying.
How was I supposed to tell him that at the time he called, I had another man in HIS bed who was doing unspeakable things to HIS wife? How could I tell my own husband, the man who I love, that I couldn't hear the phone ringing because I was too busy cheating on him and begging another man to fuck me. I finally got the nerve to call him and had to lie. I told him that I lost my phone and didn't find it till morning. I've never had to lie to him before."
"I can't keep having sex with you, Mike. It's wrong on so many levels. You've already proven your point that I need more sex than I realized but I'm scared that I'm liking it too much and I need to stop." She was practically begging me because she knew that her will power was gone and that it wouldn't take much to get her naked and in bed all over again.
"That's ok, Melissa, I just came over to talk with you. When you weren't at work I got worried. You've been going through a lot this week and I wanted to be here for you, and not just to enjoy more of your cock sucking skills, which are incredible btw. You've done things with me that you've been wanting to do with Kevin and figured you were feeling pretty guilty."
Then she got a bit animated, throwing her arms in the air. "Guilty? Guilty?! Let's throw regretful, ashamed and how about totally mortified into the mix! Last week I was a naive housewife who's barely had my own husband's cock in my mouth. I may as well have been a virgin. This week I've been a total whore who has swallowed another man's cum for the first time. The worse part is that I liked it so much that I can't get it out of my mind!"
Melissa then went into a daze while closing her eyes as if remembering. "The feel of a big, hard cock in my mouth, sucking it until I feel it throbbing, right before...DAMMIT, SEE? That's all I've thought about all morning!"
I stood there and listened to Melissa ranting as she spoke to the room more than she did me, I was getting hard hearing her admit how much she loved oral sex.
"Do you know what I did after you left? I masturbated! Another orgasm hit me probably before you got to your car. I hardly ever masturbate and now I can't stop. I made myself cum so many times and I still couldn't get the satisfaction that I apparently needed. In fact, I was actually pissed at you because you weren't here to give me more. Everything I did to try to satisfy myself only made it worse."
"If you don't mind me saying so Melissa, that is so freaking HOT! Knowing that you were touching yourself thinking about us fucking. I'm offering myself to you just in case you change your mind, seriously, whatever you want."
"Yeah, I bet, Mike. It's so big of you to offer your services to me while my hormones are all over the place. It's nice of you to offer yourself to me so I can cheat on my husband again." It was good to see her smile and joke a little bit but she still had an edge to her voice as if she had more on her mind.
Melissa looked at me all deer eyed and I almost thought she was going to start crying. "I can still feel you inside of me, Mike. I can even still... Taste you." There was a long uncomfortable silence before she spoke again.
"Actually what I WANT, since you offered, is to go back to the innocent little housewife I was just a few days ago before my libido got stuck in the on position."
"Melissa, you would never be happy being the naive...." Melissa put her hand up to stop me from continuing.
"That's what I WANT, Mike but what I NEED is...Well..."
