[MF] If you’re going to blow up your life, might as well go all out! [cheating]

Where to begin? Sorry, this is long…scroll to TL:DR for the sexytimes.

Last fall my company hired someone to help out with clerical work, some light marketing and sales support. She was the niece of the owner. She had just wrapped up her undergrad and was looking to get experience. Her name is Leah, and she’s 22. I’m a 6′ tall, 34 year old white guy, with short brown hair, and nothing special to look at, but not ugly or anything.

I knew Leah would be a distraction the first day in the office. This girl was just incredibly hot, and had a natural flirt-iness to her and a fierce sarcastic streak that I loved. I’d guess she was at least 5’10”, really fit (turns out she’s big into yoga and running). She looks a lot like the lead actress in Split, but with jet black hair and olive skin.

Back in January, we got paired up to work on a large event together. It is a conference in Vegas, and we’d be taking a bunch of people from my company and customers out there. The result was that her and I spent a bunch of time together planning this, and naturally got to know each other pretty well, as tends to happen when you work 70+ hours a week together.

Fast forward to about 9 weeks ago, when we’re both in Vegas for work. We’d flown out early to do setup. On the flight out, relationship talk came up. I made mention that my wife and I were having a really rough time and heading toward a likely divorce, and all the hours I’d been working sure weren’t helping, etc…

She did her best to reassure me we’d work things out, etc… Then she says that she just split up with her college BF a couple days before this trip (I’d never met him) for pretty much the same reason, and how glad she was to have the trip as a distraction. I made a comment about Vegas being a good spot to have a rebound fling.
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> Her: “Ha, yeah, well, I doubt it since most guys don’t like freaky tall women, and besides, I have like zero game!”

> Me (without really thinking, likely because of the 2-3 drinks I’d had): “Oh please, I’ve seen you gussied up, you put on a short dress and I’m certain you find someone more than willing to help you forget your ex!”

> **Giant, pregnant pause as my brain realized what I’d said…**

> Me: “Shit, sorry, that was totally uncalled for, please, forget I said that, it was totally inappropriate.”

> She just looked away and I saw her face turn bright red. She put on headphones for the rest of the flight.

The next day was awkward as hell. We get our work done, and before she can say anything I tell her I’m going back to the room to make calls and catchup on work. In the room, I text my wife, asking when she can talk, and get no response, then 20 minutes later, “sry, really busy, tty when you get home.” That hurt, since I was going to be in Vegas for another week.

I decided I needed to drown my sorrow in some liquor. I head down to the vodka bar in my hotel, and proceed to get nice and buzzed. Leah txts me later asking if I had eaten, and I tell her I’m in the bar drowning my sorrows.

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> Her: “What happened?”
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> Me: “Marriage issues, nothing you need to worry about”
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> *long pause*
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> Her: “How are you dressed?”
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> Me: “Umm, jeans, dress shirt, sport coat, why?”
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> Her: “Be down there in a few!”
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I order another cocktail and contemplate food being a good idea, since I’m 4 drinks in on an empty stomach.

20 minutes later, Leah shows up. She looks outstanding. She’s wearing a short, black skirt and a silver top with a plunging neckline, heels and has her hair kinda blown out, definitely not wearing a bra, which is something else given her chest is not small. I stand up to greet her and with her heels she was eye level with me. I find that fact oddly interesting, and as I offer her a chair I feel myself firming up more than I’d like.

We sit and she, looks at me, “Let’s distract ourselves!”

*TL:DR – sexytimes start here*

We proceed to get fucking loaded and she drags me into this club in the hotel complex. I’ve only once prior been in a “club”, and that was 12 years ago. I don’t really dance, but she seemed hell-bent on getting me to. We’re having fun, and kept drinking.

At some point, being a smartass, I lean in to her, “Is this helping you forget your BF?” and I start doing this stupid dancing/flail thing, she laughs, “I don’t know, is this helping your forget about your wife?” and she turns around and basically twerks against my crotch.

This was clearly intended to be a joke, but as she was pressing her ass against me, I grab her hips and kind of grind back. She’s kind of surprised, but rolls with it and stands up and presses against me. At this point, I realize I’m getting pretty hard and as she continues to move against me, there’s no way she hasn’t noticed. She turns around and faces me, and I feel her hand rest on my bulge and she smiles while rubbing up and down.

I lean down and smash my lips onto hers and we start going at it. After a few minutes we both just kind of make our way to the door and the elevator lobby. At some point in the elevator, I say, “We can’t tell anyone about this, your uncle would kill me.” She, smiles and then shoves her hand down my pants and rubs my cock.

We get into her room and as the door closes she unbuckles my belt and starts blowing me. I hadn’t had a BJ in probably 5 years, and I’d forgotten just how incredible they could be. She gets me really close, and keeps teasing me, edging me. Then, she stands up and leads me to the bed by the cock.

She sits on the edge of the bed and pulls her top off, revealing a pair of generous tits topped with dusty brown small hard nipples. She rubs her tits against my crotch, and mixes in the occasional throating of my cock. She scoots up the bed, and I grab her ankles, and flip her face down onto the bed. I run my hands up the back of her legs and up her skirt, grabbing her hips and pulling her closer to me.

My hands grope her ass and feel the thin material of a thong. I pull it down, and slid it down her legs, and off her still high-heeled feel. I pull my shirt off and push her legs apart, while leaning down and pushing her skirt up, exposing her ass.

Her ass is glorious. I spread her cheeks and start eating her pussy. I wasn’t super experienced eating a girl out like this, and hadn’t even eaten my wife out in the last few years, but managed to keep my nose from going up her asshole while I buried my tongue in her sex and slid a pair of fingers inside her, and started rubbing.

I must have done alright because she started screaming and her thighs kept closing, until she let out a loud scream and I felt her pussy pulse a few times. I sat up and made my way up the bed, and laid down next to her. She was laughing quietly and as I pressed against her, she just said, “wow” I kind of thought that would be it, but after a few moments, she reached down and grabbed my cock and started jerking me off.

As she got her breath back, she mounted me cowgirl style and rubbed her sex against me, grinding on my cock. She lifted herself up a little, and grabbed me, lining up my cock with her slit, and then slamming herself down, burying all of me inside her.

I just sat there and enjoyed the view as she started to roll her hips and grind on me. I grabbed at her tits while she focused on riding me. I felt her pussy squeeze me hard and she increased her pace, taking on an almost frenzied pace. She started to kind of freeze up as an orgasm started, and it pushed me over the top.

I came, harder than I’ve come in years. Plus, I hadn’t jerked off in like a week, so I was packing a significant load.

She fell forward, but didn’t roll off. I was still inside of her, and to my surprise, didn’t go soft. After a few minutes, she starts rolling her hips and squeezing her pussy muscles, working me back to full hardness. Long story short, we fucked again, this time I rolled her over and we fucked in regular old missionary. I kept leaning down and sucking on her tits while we went at it.

As I was near coming, she senses as much, and pulls away, then tells me “Come on me!” I was slightly confused, but then I climaxed and sprayed all over her stomach and chest. That was a first for me, as my wife always had me come inside her.

The next morning, I did the walk of shame to my room, with one hell of a hang over. I ached in places I hadn’t felt in a long time. We hooked up a few more times that week in Vegas, but we tried to be discrete and it didn’t quite have the same energy as the first night, but still tons of fun. She did show off her flexibility a few times, and fucking someone in the “hands to feet” pose is more fun that it ought to be, especially when they’re so tall (my wife was 5′ 2″, and the next tallest women I’ve been with was maybe 5′ 5″).

Fast forward to last week. My wife and I have agreed to file for divorce, but want to use a mediator, as it’s not really that contentious. Leah and I have cooled off a lot in the last few weeks, but I’m pretty busy w/work and beginning my divorce. We did agree shortly after we hooked up that starting a relationship would be a terrible idea, but hooking up could be fun once in a while.

Saturday, I get a text from Leah asking if I was around. She calls me and tells me that she’s pregnant. Needless to say, I’m shocked, but I then I remember that that first hookup we had, we hadn’t used condoms. We had each other time, but not that first night, so it was possible.

She sends me a photo of pregnancy test results, and sure enough, she’s preggers. She had no symptoms beside missed periods so she went to her Dr. She’s not sure she’s going to keep it, but wants to talk to me about it first.

And, as if that isn’t bad enough, you guessed it, my wife found out. I’ve been on the road for work this week, but I left my ipad at home. Wife and I are still co-habitating, and she had grabbed the ipad and saw the imessage preview. She called me last night and I basically told her everything, because there’s no point in hiding it at this point. She thought it was hilarious, since both of us never wanted kids, etc…

So, yeah, life is a mess, no one to blame but myself. My fear now is that Leah’s uncle finds out somehow, like she decides to keep the kid. Knowing him, he wouldn’t fire me, but I’d get seriously boxed out and encouraged to leave. It doesn’t look very good, obviously, so I should probably start job hunting, just in case. On the plus side, Leah sent me a photo of her topless. her tits are up at least a cup size from the pregnancy, and I’m finding it oddly arousing. Who knew I had a kink for tall and/or pregnant women!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6d4kj9/mf_if_youre_going_to_blow_up_your_life_might_as