[FM][cheating] Ok, bitch, I’ll just fuck your man in your bed.

Last year I had this older co-worker, Rhonda. She was a real hard pill to swallow. Really overbearing and opinionated, loud, just generally obnoxious but somehow was loved by the store owner despite everyone else finding her to be the worst. She unfortunately lives in the same apartment complex as me and told us all she had no car, so I spinelessly got sucked into giving her rides to work every once in a while. Then it turned into taking her to work even on my days off. Then taking her to the store and to run every other errand available. She would ask me to help her carry in groceries then guilt trip me about leaving if I didn’t want to sit around and talk about *absolutely nothing interesting*. She constantly slowed down work and was really just starting to make my life a living hell no matter where I was. I fucking hated her and had no clue how to really get rid of her.

One day at work Rhonda fucked up *big time*, like cost the store hundreds and hundreds of dollars. Very long story made very short, she was effectively able to loud-mouth back peddle her way out of it by blaming ME! Of the whole team, she chose me to be her scapegoat and yep, I got fired. I was so furious that after all I had done for her, I had taken the fall for a mistake that she made. I was even more furious when, the following week, she showed up at my door asking for a ride. Instead of telling her to go jump in a lake like I wanted to, I told her I didn’t have much gas – y’know, on account of not having a job – and wouldn’t be able to do that. She called me selfish and told me it was my fault I was fired, then stormed off in a huff. This bitch was delirious and really must have believed *her own lie*!!! I was seething with anger and decided to take a walk down to the picnic/BBQ area of the complex where there are some nice shaded pavilions looking out towards a fairly sizable lake.

There’s never that many people in that little area, despite how nice it actually is. I like it a lot for that reason. On this afternoon, there’s only one person down there and guess who it is? Rhonda’s husband, Brian. I knew him from my visits inside their apartment where she would try to get me to have fun doing nothing. He was always tucked away in the corner, quietly reading or looking at his laptop. He seemed decent enough, just completely disinterested in anything Rhonda said or did. Brian was sitting at one of the tables, just scrolling through his phone. He looked up and smiled at me, motioned me over to his table. It was the only time I’d ever seen him out of his apartment and he seemed pretty happy to not be around Rhonda.

Brian asked me why I looked upset and I told him the whole story, he said he had no clue about any of it… including the rides to work or why they even started initially because – get this – she has her own car. What?! Brian apologized and muttered under his breath, but I still heard him: “I don’t know why she is the way she is…” he looked sad for a second, then his face went pretty blank. I didn’t know what to say, just kind of forgot my anger for a minute and felt bad for the guy, who seemed so nice and was married to this psychopath. I noticed he was looking at my chest – I had walked down to the pavilions out of anger without putting on a bra and I didn’t even stop to consider how see-through my tank top was. I was so embarrassed but immediately felt my nipples get hard under Brian’s unrelenting gaze. I knew right then that I wanted to fuck him, and that he would absolutely fuck me. Everything following happened so quickly, it was unworldly… I pulled down my tank top so that my tits were completely outside of it. Brian didn’t take his eyes off the whole time. I saw his cock flex in his pants and told him we needed to take this somewhere private, which he of course agreed to. We walked back towards the apartments and he paused and gestured at mine.

“No. Yours.” I said it firmly. He nodded and kept walking. He must have known Rhonda was gone because he walked right inside and pulled my tank top all the way down the second the door was closed. I rubbed his cock over his pants and said I wanted to go to his bed. He didn’t hesitate to lead me into his bedroom. I got quickly got naked and jumped up on his bed. I spread my legs and parted my pussy lips with my fingers, showing him how wet my clit and hole were. He pulled down his pants and started stroking his cock while he watched me trace my pussy with my finger, rub my clit and quiver. He walked over and held my legs open and licked my clit until I could barely see straight!

I was gasping and trying to gain composure, eyes rolling back in my head when I felt his cock slide in my wet cunt. It almost felt like the wind had been knocked out of me, but I couldn’t stop to catch my breath because he was immediately fucking the shit out of me. I let him pound me for a little bit until I indicated I wanted to ride him. He laid back and I squatted over him, easing his cock inside of me. I started bouncing on it when I saw a picture of him and Rhonda in the corner of the room. *That* bitch. I looked at him and saw him staring at my tits as he softly moaned and got milked by my pussy. I told him to call me Rhonda. He looked taken aback, confused. I didn’t stop riding him while I explained, “I want you to think about how good my pussy feels when you look at your wife or say her name.” He moaned his wife’s name as I bounced and giggled on his cock. He erupted inside of me and wanted to see me play with my pussy again as his cum leaked out. He told me he had never felt pussy so good and wouldn’t be easily forgetting it. I told him I’d be happy to fill the void his wife left, and I did… we fucked for 3 more months in that crazy bitch’s bed until their lease was up and they moved out.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6n725s/fmcheating_ok_bitch_ill_just_fuck_your_man_in