My name is Jane.
Green eyes, short mahogany hair, nice legs and natural boobies I am the epitome of a 40 years old lady. In fact I am 42 yo. I have a husband and a son and I am married 15 years now. I have interest in books and music and sometimes I like to go to an art museum. In my youth days I had been very popular with boys. I don't know why, maybe for my green eyes or my nice ass, I have had a bunch of boyfriends. I liked sex and someone very ironical called me a blow-job princess. And it was true. I liked to suck guys off. I liked their penises when they became hard at my hands touch and was natural for me to put them in my mouth and have them spurt. But this is in the past, behind my shoulders. At 24 I took a degree, at 25 I started to work for a very good company, at 27 I got married and gave birth to my son at 29. My husband is fantastic and we have a good marriage, but at 32 I had the hot for my financial reporting manager at work. He was damned handsome with grey hair, elegant dressing and paid me attention. An evening he invited me to restaurant. I invented an excuse to my husband and accepted.
George, his name, drove me to a nice restaurant on the sea front a few miles far from home and after a drink at the bar we had a delicious meal. At the restaurant he was very complimentary and we flirted, making frequent eyes to eye contact and as the evening progressed, we end up holding hands. As he touched my arms I certainly felt the sexual tension grew between us.
They exchanged the first kiss of the evening just outside in the parking lot. George trapped me against the car door and leaned in to kiss me, never breaking eye contact. I felt a gush of excitement in my loins at doing this so publicly, to a man who was not my husband. We kissed passionately for minutes, and I could feel his cock pressing into my abdomen and my nipples poking out my dress. When we broke the kiss I asked George to drive me home, but the he proposed a last drink at his place and I didn't refuse. His family was in another town and he had a delicious secluded pied-à-terre on the harbour with a terrace on the sea front. We had there small talks again sipping a drink under a romantic moonlight watching trawlers slip moorings and sail to the open sea. I loved the spot and calmed down from the excitement from the first kisses. When I was perfectly relaxed George moved in beside her with his arms around me. We cuddled for a while then our cuddling turn into passionate hugs with me reciprocating every kiss I received from George. After a few minutes of tonguing and groping, George's hands ran allover my body and I didn't offer any resistance when he lowered my spaghetti strap dress exposing my tits. I helped George to undress me while he caressed my breasts I unbuttoned his shirt and soon he was also bare-chested showing a very sturdy torso. I was is horny now and ran my hands over George's lower parts. I tugged on his belt and fly to release his cock. I quickly moved my hand on his hard on then I knealed down and took it in her mouth sucking for a while exactly like I did with my boyfriends a few years before. In my mouth his cock was hard and big. After a while he pushed me on a sun bed lying nearby and entered my cunt with his stiff cock. I felt no inhibitions being fucked hard by him in a sort of romance and lust. It was a fantastic fuck, the first of many with George. In this way we became lovers and our affair lasted three years. We were very cautious and nobody at work realized we were lovers. I visited him once a week for sex and a few time I slept with him far from home for work. Then he retired and our affair came to an end. He proposed me for a promotion and I said him thanks. For a while I also felt guilty to my husband, but it's life.
Now I want to relate what happened to me two years ago.
I was going over a few things at my desk one Monday morning when my coworker Richard walk in with a smile on his face to say hi.
He made his way over to my desk and we chatted for a bit and as we were talking, he asked me if I had an awesome weekend.
I didn't give him for many details because my weekend had been completely uneventful. A soccer game on tv hugged my son on Saturday and a dinner with my parents on Sunday.
"No sex for you, beautiful lady?" He winked to me and I said "No, my husband went fishing on Saturday and he was tired on Sunday."
"Oh, I think you are very nervous then," he giggled alluding my lack of sex.
I answered him "shut up, lecherous," and we both had a laugh.
After a minute or so, he was off to his office and I went back to doing my work as I laughed to myself.
Richard was known as quite the ladies man around the office and had quite the reputation with the women, as I had often heard many stories about him.
He was probably in his mid-to-late 30s and was a pretty good-looking guy, so I couldn't blame him for wanting to make the most of life.
I couldn't blame the girls as well, because like I said he was a very good-looking guy.
We were friends, but surprisingly he had never really tried anything with me. I'm assuming it was because I was married, or he just wasn't interested.
It didn't matter to me either way, as I was just there to do my job and not worry about what was going on behind closed doors.
I went back to work and focused on what I was doing.
Over the next several weeks, the days went by and from time to time, I would hear a few more stories.
It wasn't shocking or surprising but at the same time I had to laugh because if it were a woman who was going around fucking a bunch of her male coworkers, she would probably be called a slut or whore.
Like I said, other people's sex lives didn't really matter to me and if they were enjoying themselves, then more power to them.
I continued to go on about my days but did notice that from time to time Richard would stop by my desk and chat with me a bit more than usual. I didn't really think anything of it since we had a few work related issues with a client that we were both assigned to work on so it made some sense that he would come over and talk with me.
I did notice that whenever we discussed work he would always be very pleasant and friendly to talk to. He often asked about my family and how everyone was doing and I found that to be very polite.
We continued to work together on this issue that we were having with the client and that forced us to spend a little more time together at the office. Throughout that time he was always very friendly with me and very helpful with the work.
I also noticed, that he was showing me plenty of attention while we worked together and was always very respectful whenever he spoke to me or was around me.
I found it to be very comfortable and enjoyed working with him for that reason alone.
He really put me at ease and that was one thing that I really liked.
We worked on this work issue together for the next month or so because it was a very big client that we were dealing with and we couldn't make any mistakes or else we could lose the client.
Throughout that time he remained very friendly with me and I even noticed him start to flirt a bit. Knowing his reputation, I didn't think much of the flirting and allowed him to carry on with it.
I didn't know if he was legitimately flirting with me or if he was just trying to have some fun, but either way it made for a great atmosphere while we worked. I enjoyed the attention, because it was positive attention. A couple of times I also crossed my legs in front of him.
Things have been a little rough in the household in the last period.
Both my husband and I have been extremely busy with work and whenever we were home, we focused on our son and never really paid any attention to each other. Really I haven't the wish to cheat on my husband again, but that's why I enjoyed the attention that Richard was sending my way.
It was nice to hear someone complimenting you once in a while.
We went about our work and he continued to be his playful, flirty and friendly self and I continued to enjoy it. I mean, who wouldn't? It never got out of hand and like I said he was always respectful.
I won't bore you with what we did on a daily basis but this pretty much continued on over the course of the next several weeks.
Now, being a married mother, I normally wouldn't think twice about giving a guy and the kind of attention but over the course of time, Richard had grown on me. He was saying all the right things whenever we worked together and I really enjoyed all of it.
I knew he was a ladies man and that was probably just his way of getting closer to me (that happened with George, too), but for some reason I didn't mind.
I obviously had no intentions of doing anything with him, but really enjoyed all the attention he was giving me. I honestly didn't know if he had any other intentions besides just being nice to me, but either way I wasn't going to stop him from It took us close to three months to finally resolve the big issue that we were having with the client, but we finally reached an agreement and presented it to our boss one afternoon.
He was very happy that Richard and I had come through for the company because financially it was a big help to our company that we had settled this issue.
We each received a bonus that week and as I was finishing up with my work that afternoon, Richard swung by my desk and offered to take me out to dinner in order to celebrate what we had accomplished.
