Wherein a Newlywed With Whom I Have a History Cheats for Me (m/f).

Long time, first time, whatever. I'm not particularly proud of this (okay, I am in a fucked up sort of way) but I know you guys will like the story, but probably not the writing (I always scored low on that part of the SAT). This happened when I was in college, but it's still fresh in my mind. There's a significant back story that'll I try to trim up, so skip ahead to the bold text for the actual dirty deeds. Apologies in advance for the length, it ended up a lot longer than expected. Let's introduce the Cast of Characters:

Me: The wisecracking jerk, short dark hair, longer on the top than on the sides that seems to be fashionable. About 6' on the money, around 190 of stout body. I play team sports, and enjoy outdoors adventure sports. I guess I have a pretty decent body. Not toned, but not fat. Clean shaven, blue eyes.

Her: We'll call her Marilyn, because I like that name. Skinny as a rail, blonde hair. Small boobs, tight stomach, and a very firm ass. Small boobs usually isn't my type, but she has an adorable country accent that makes me melt. She played tennis, I think. Blue eyes, maybe around 5'6".

The history I speak of is we met at summer camp and immediately hit it off, because hormones. We made out, did some light touching, but this was when we were in high school and neither of us were very adventurous. To make a long story short, we sexted quite a bit, and got pretty dirty. Well, her uncle (family had separated, he was a pretty overbearing guy) still read the phone bill pretty closely and discovered that his little daughter wasn't so innocent. I got a pretty angry phone call and was given explicit instructions not to contact her again. I was terrified and felt horrible, but eventually forgave myself. Moved on. Got an internship one summer with an engineering firm doing some natural resource extraction work, and they wanted an environmental intern on staff to work with their own environmental staff. It was a good gig and the pay was sweet. Anyways, I'd been working there for a few weeks, when a new nametag showed up on the desk next to mine. Pissed because I had to give up my personal office, but happy to have someone to talk to. Well, I turned the tag around and my heart ran cold. Marilyn was etched on the front. She showed up not a few minutes later, and her reaction was the same as mine. We quickly got past the shock and greeted each other, and caught up. Over the next week, we talked about what had happened and she had forgive me. She also told me she had just gotten married that past spring. She had a giant rock on her finger, too. Husband was back at home, looking for a full time job.

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Marilyn and I had been working late the past couple of days. The regular people left, and we stayed up to work on our project. She was proposing we use a different type of water piping system to cool the drill bit (we were drilling for oil), and I was her environmental consultant. She came up with an idea or a process, and I audited it for the green level. Worked pretty well, she was a brilliant engineer. But most of her solutions involved some pretty shifty environmental policies that would get us reamed by our bosses and the EPA/DoE, so I shot them all down.

At this point we were working on how to treat the water that came back up from cooling. She was getting pissed and gradually raising her voice, and getting closer to my face when she talked, using her hands. She was standing up at the other side of my desk, and I was on my side. I reached onto a pile of papers to pull out a study, and she pushed the whole pile off the desk, to the side. I grunted, and said, "That was a shitty, pick up my damn papers." She bent down to pick them up, and I got a good view of her ass, and being the guy that I am, stared just a bit too long. She caught me and said, "were you looking at my ass?" "Well, yeah. It hasn't lost any of it's shape since…" I trailed off. "Oh my god, I can't believe you. I could get you fired so easily!" I began to panic, but then she surprised me. She stepped forward and pressed her lips firmly against mine. I go to push her away, but instead change my mind and forced her lips apart with my tongue. We kissed pretty hard for a couple of seconds, before I pulled away and said, "Your husband…" She responded by kissing me back harder. Fuck it, I thought.

I pulled off my polo and tossed it behind me. She unbuttoned her shirt quickly, exposing a black lacy bra and her perfect small tits. I went to get to my belt, but she swept my hands away and got on her knees, and ripped my belt off and undid my pants, sliding them and my boxers to my ankles. My member is a little bigger than average (I think, it's about 6-7 inches. Whatever, it works), and it seemed to please her. I got what I can describe as the dirtiest blowjob ever. Her head bobbed up and down while one hand grabbed my thigh and the other hand kneaded my balls. She was really slamming her head on it, stopping every so often so she could stroke it. One time she stopped and took off her shirt and bra, but slapped my hand when I reached for her tits. She said, "Talk dirty to me. Call me names. My husband is fucking boring," and then dove back on my cock. I was lost for a minute, and then said weakly, "You're such a slut." She grunted her disapproval, so I went for broke. "Fuck you, you married slut." She moaned, so I kept going. "You like my cock, whore? Do you suck your husband's cock like this?" She pulled off my cock, and I called her a homewrecking whore. I made her lick my balls and stroke my cock while she was on her knees. He tongue swirled around my sack before she went back up to the shaft, deepthroating my cock and gagging on it, gasping for breath. She spit on my cock and said, "I'm a married slut, I want you to fuck me like the dirty whore I am." No more persuasion needed.

I stood her up and she bent over and took off skirt and small black lace thong, and went to kick off her heels. "Keep those on, slut." She shot me a look but didn't take them off. I grabbed her hair and bent her over my desk, making her gasp. She spread her legs a bit, and I eased my cock into her. She was soaked, must have been the thrill of cheating. I really began to fuck her, and she started moaning. "Fuck me, I'm your little slut, please fuck that married cunt!" Damn, I could get into that. I slammed her pussy, spanking her with one hand while the other held her hips. I fucked her for what felt like hours, but it was probably much shorter. I kept calling her things like filthy slut and homewrecker, and she moaned every time. Eventually I was about to burst, so I pulled out and spun her around, and forced her to her knees. Her tongue shot out and licked my balls while I jacked off. She pulled back and said, "Cum on my dirty, married slut face, please I need to feel your hot load covering my whore face…" Well, so much for waiting. I shot buckets, covering her face with my cum. She sat back on her heels, and pushed some of the cum into her mouth. She looked at me, cum still covering her face, and said, "I needed that. Help me clean up." I helped her clean up my mess and then get dressed. We left quickly after that.

We never mentioned it, we crushed our project goals for the summer. We didn't do anything else after that, and kept a courteous business relationship.

At the end of the summer, because she was done with school, got offered a full time spot and took it. Her marriage didn't last either. Don't know how I feel about that.

I have a few more stories I can share if this goes well, and sorry for the length. I probably included to many irrelevant details.

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