My Confession [m/F]

God I was horny. I wasn't sure if it was because my biological clock was ticking, or what but I found myself constantly horny. More annoyingly, my husband seemed to have lost interest in sex. In the few times I mentioned that having a baby would be nice, he would half heartedly fuck me or complain that he was tired. I had tried everything, sexy lingerie, costumes, shaving my pussy, he didn't seem to care. I signed to myself, a bit too loudly. We had just finished prepping for a large sales bid and the sales team which I led was seated at a large table. One of the young technical sales guys Ed, looked up and asked, "Mrs. Smith, are you okay?"

I looked up and said, "It's just been a long day." Jolted out of my hazy state, I got back into the conversation as if nothing had happened. When dinner was over, I said, "I need to go do some email. Who wants to join me for a nightcap in an hour?" Around the table, everyone politely declined, saying that they needed to catch up on work. A bit disappointed I said, "I'll be down here for whoever wants to join."

9pm rolled by and I went down to the hotel bar and ordered a red wine. No one to be seen. No fellow travelers from other companies to even make polite chit chat. I probably should go install Tinder on my phone and see if I could get any hits. I still debated whether I wanted to do that. It increased the risks of getting caught, and I didn't want to be that girl. I was finishing up my second glass of wine when I saw Ed come down. Looking at the rest of my sales staff he looked far too young. I was the youngest account executive in my company at 38, and he looked like he was 25, a bit unkempt and looked nothing like a sales person. More of a nerd, though not in a bad way. He looked a bit geeky but clearly did work out.

I called him over and asked if he wanted a drink. He seemed a bit unsure, but joined me anyways, I wondered whether or not to unburden myself on him, but I decided against it. I didn't want to seem to desperate and at this point, I wasn't sure what I really wanted to do. We talked mainly about work, and when I pressed him about his personal life he said that his GF didn't like him traveling this much.

I was wearing what I consider standard business attire, pencil skirt, tight blouse. I'm Chinese, and a bit on the plump side unlike most Asian girls, though I do work out quite a bit. The baby fat just never went away. As we finished our drinks I said good night to him and got off the bar stool and walked to my room. In the reflection of a glass panel, I could catch him checking me out, and I smiled to myself feeling desirable.

I had butterflies in my stomach as I decided to walk back to him, not knowing what to say and I wondered if this is what men went through when they asked a woman out. He looked up at me and asked, "Mrs. Smith? Anything the matter?" I looked straight into his eyes and asked, "You feel like being naughty?" I looked at this pants and could see that he was definitely thinking of something naughty. He smiled at me and said, "You sure?"

"Knock on my room in 10 minutes." I went back to my room and sat on the bed and waited for him to knock. I couldn't believe that I was going to cheat on my husband. My hands shook and I wondered if I should text him and call it off. My hands hovered over my blackberry but I couldn't bring myself to type. I could feel my hands shaking with nerves. I jumped off my bed when a soft knock rapped my door.

I opened it and invited him in. I didn't know whether or not this would be an awkward moment, I was his bosses' boss after all, much older and he didn't seem like he got that much action. However as soon as the door closed, he had one hand on my ass. I didn't know whether it was because he was so forward or what, but any doubt and nerves I had went out the door. I pulled him over to the bed and had him lie down. I stood in front of him and pulled my skirt up just enough so he could see my panties. I love seeing how a guy's eyes go wide when I do that, and I straddled his torso. I began to unbutton his shirt pulling it from his pants. I find a man in slacks pants and no shirt horribly arousing for some reason and I wanted to see his naked chest.

Ed slid his hands up my legs and under my skirt and started to tug on my panties. In a awkward shimmy he moved to the headboard so I could brace my hands against the wall. His tongue played over the fabric of my panties and he would occasionally push my panties aside and lick my bald pussy. Oh god he was good. He said, 'Mrs. Smith? Do you like this?"

'Call me Jocelyn and oh my god do I love this.' This was more attention that I had gotten in the last two years and I shivered every time his tongue touched my clit. I hated when he let my panties go and was just content to use his teeth to rub the fabric. As he did this, I unbuttoned my blouse and played with my breasts, pinching my nipples and feeling wanted. He used his tongue and gave me my first orgasm in I didn't know how long and I thought I was going to go blind.

When Ed felt that I had cum, he pushed me off of him and stood by the end of the bed. He motioned me to come and said, "Now it's your turn." I crawled towards him on my knees and looked up at him. He wasn't tall or particularly good looking or rich, but for what he did before, he was my sex god. Like a slutty little whore, I crawled to him and pulled his belt loose and pulled his cock out. I gasped, for a guy who was so unassuming to look at, he was well endowed. Maybe not freakishly endowed, but a good seven inches of thick manhood.

'Does your girlfriend know what she has?' I asked? He looked at me and said, 'I make her happy.' God I wanted that cock in me. I wrapped my hand around the base and realized that the exposed part was bigger than my husband's. I never thought myself a size queen, I was tight and it didn't take much to make me happy, but I was sure that this would make me very happy. I started licking his shaft and playing with his uncut tip with my tongue. Ed looked down at me and said, 'I never knew you were a such a slut. Oh, that's good.'

He grabbed a fistful of my hair. It wasn't painful, but I could feel the sensation of my hair being pulled. He was still content to let my service him, his grasp reminding me that he could face fuck me at any moment. I reached down and began to finger myself. My first orgasm had subsided and I was going to have a second one come hell or high water. As he looked down at me he kept moaning, "Suck that cock you little slut," And truly that's what I was. I had been raised to be proper, but deep down I was a slut.

Instead of letting my finish he picked me up and threw me onto the bed face down. I knew that he wanted to take me and I wanted him to take me. I didn't bring a condom and I didn't think he'd have one either. I was face down on the bed with my ass in the air. Ed positioned himself behind me and teased me with the head of his cock. I looked back, "Ed, fuck me now. Don't do this," I begged.

He smiled and took a fistful of my hair again so I had to arch my back. I saw myself in the hotel mirror, on my hands and knees, my blouse open, my bra pushed above my tits, my makeup a mess and someone about to penetrate me. Ed slid himself into me roughly and began pounding my cunt. I kept moaning as he did this, and it was amazing to be stretched like this. As he pumped he asked, 'Does your husband know what a slut you are?'

All I could do was reply, 'Oh Ed, fuck me fuck me harder.' I slammed myself back on his stiff cock trying to get him deeper inside me until finally I exploded. I could feel myself squeezing his cock with my vagina and him pumping in and out of me slower. He pulled out and led me off the bed. He walked me to the wall where he picked me up. My husband and I had tried this when we were younger to dismal failure, but Ed was strong enough to lift me up. He slammed himself into me, and with no where to go, I felt him getting deeper and deeper into me with each through. Coupled with my ongoing orgasm I didn't know if I could take it any more. I started screaming and wondered how sound proof the walls were telling him, begging him to fuck me harder.

Without warning, he suddenly relaxed and shot his load into me with a loud groan. I felt his cock pulsing inside me and at first I was terrified at what I had done. I had let another man cum inside me. However, I was so awash with pleasure that I didn't care.

Ed pulled out, his cock now flaccid. He let me down on the ground and looked at me, 'Jocelyn, you are one amazing fuck.' I sat on the ground, and watched as he dressed and wondered if I could stop myself from making this a one time thing.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32j5mn/my_confession_mf