[M]y work wi[F]e

A lot has happened in the past few months, and I need to tell this story. Am I trying to ease my conscious? Probably, but that doesn’t change the fact that having an affair with a married woman is wrong, and I am not denying that in the slightest.

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I lead a team of software engineers for a medium sized company. At 32, I’m one of the older people in a group full of mostly twenty-somethings. I’m Asyetian on my moms side, and spanish/european on my Dad’s side. I’m fairly average in the looks and physique department, but my mixed heritage probably knocks me up a point or two because it makes me “mysterious” (not my words). Just call me James.

Lauren is my project manager. She’s 41, married, shoulder length dirty blonde hair, and very petite at around 5 ft tall. We’d known each other informally in passing at the office, but it wasn’t until we got put on a fairly high profile project together that we really got to know each other. The project was estimated to take 9 months with about a 1 month window for us to deploy the finished software. If we missed the window, we’d have to wait another 4 months before we could try again, so we all expected the last few weeks to be full late nights at the office.

As the lead, I had to work with Lauren fairly closely. We ran the daily meetings together, and overall made sure the team ran like a well oiled machine. It’s funny how attraction works. I had never really paid Lauren all that much attention. Sure, she was definitely pretty, and you could tell that she was probably quite the man eater in her college days, but she was almost a decade older and obviously married. She was slim, but had a bit of a ‘mom’ physique. We began to spend more time together, mostly because it made sense. We were in all the same meetings, so we’d just end up grabbing lunch together too. That’s when I began to notice her gorgeous smile and sparkling green eyes. It wasn’t long until I found myself staring at her cute little ass. It was at lunch outside in the courtyard that started the sequence of events for this story.

*”Were you just looking at my butt?”*

Lauren asks as she fished a napkin off the ground and threw it into a trash can. I completely froze and stumbled to respond. Luckily, she laughed it off and said that it was super flattering, but we needed to get to our next meeting. The first few months of the project flew by. With each passing day I grew more attracted to Lauren. We spent so much time together she would call me her ‘work husband.’ I started to notice she was getting touchier, at first it was high fives and then pats on the arm. Then she started poking my mid section and asking me if I had a ‘V’ yet (I don’t). She knew how self conscious I was with my love handles and that I was trying to get rid of them. We’d go on afternoon walks around the pond by the office just to get some sun and she’d tell me about her husband. It was during one of these walks that I learned they got married right after college and he was the only one she’d been with sexually.

We passed an imporant milestone in the project and Lauren arranged for an after hours team happy hour at a nearby pub. At around 11, Lauren admitted she was getting sleepy and was going to head out. I was feeling the same and decided to leave as well and told the team not to stay out too late. Of course, they just called both Lauren and I old and nicknamed us ‘Mom’ and ‘Dad’. I walked Lauren to her car and we chatted a bit. Before saying good bye, I leaned in to give her a hug and felt her breasts against my chest for the first time, my hands resting on her lower back. We locked eyes still embraced, and could I feel her breath, we we were so close. It took all my willpower not to kiss her right then and there, but luckily she turned and got in her car. When I got home I had to masturbate in order to release the aching pressure from that encounter.

A few weeks later, the company was having an offsite bbq at a local park. Lauren was dressed in a company baseball tee and some jean shorts that really showed off her legs. I don’t know if she had been working out, but her ‘mom bod’ was all but gone, and her curves were on full display as the baseball tee hugged her body closely. She asked if I wanted to accompany her on a walk to see some new art pieces installed at the park and I said sure. We got to one of the sculptures and took some refuge by sitting in its shade. We sat with our back against, shoulders rubbing. I have a long scar on my left ring figer from a dog bite when I was kid. Lauren picks up my hand with hers to inspect it and asks me about it. She intertwines our fingers and comments that her skin looks so pale compared to mine. She looks up at me, and I couldn’t resist any longer. I kissed her. I press my lips firmly against hers, mouth puckered. In those 2 seconds, I start to panic at what I’ve just done, but then I feel her mouth open slightly and she kisses me back. I tap her lips lightly with my tongue, and she opens wider. I feel her move her tongue out to meet mine, and I can feel my whole body tingle as I wrap my tongue around hers.

*”Not here”*

Lauren whispers under her breath as she moves away. I try and apologize but she’s already gotten up and started to move back towards the bbq. I sit in the shade contemplating what’s going to happen now. We spend the rest of the bbq like nothing happened, mostly by avoiding each other. A week later, we go out to lunch so we can talk about what happened. Lauren admits she finds me attractive, but doesn’t quite understand her feelings and wishes to put it behinds us. I agree as long as she promises not to be weird about it and we can go back to the way we were. We hug and I playfully tap her on the butt. “Are you done?” she asks me with a half scornful eye.

About a month before the project deadline, Lauren and I had to prepare an executive presentation for the final stages of the project. We were at the office late when I realized I left an important piece of the presentation on a usb drive at my apartment. Lauren needed to integrate this piece into the final presentation we were giving the next day. I offered to just email her the files when I got my home, but since my apartment was on the way to her house, she said she might as well just stop by and grab the drive herself. We meet in front of my apartment building and not expecting her to agree, ask her if she would like to come up, or just wait in the lobby. We get into my apartment, and I tell her to make herself at home while I grab the flash drive. When I return, Lauren is admiring an antique looking globe I have in my den. “That’s actually a liquor cabinet” I say popping the top half of the globe open. I Ask her if she’d like a drink before she leaves.

*”I guess one drink can’t hurt”*

Lauren suggests as she takes a seat on the couch. She places the usb drive in her purse as I pour us each a glass of Japanese Whiskey. I sit across from her as we both take a sip. “Yea so this isn’t awkward,” I say half jokingly. We make small talk, before Lauren asks me if I ever think about that time we kissed in the park. “I can’t stop” I tell her, “but I promised to keep it professional between us.” Lauren says she thinks about it as well and it has been eating away at her ever since. “How so?” I ask her. Putting down her glass, she scoots over and kisses me. “I just need to get this out of my system, okay?” I’m not sure what to do at this point, my heart is beating faster, precious blood I need to use for thinking, quickly going south of the border to an organ known for making bad decisions. I don’t say anything. Lauren climbs on top of me as I sit dumbfounded on the couch. She puts her hands on my face as she leans in and kisses me again, her tongue grazing my lower lip. I can’t help but open up to her, and she presses forward finding my tongue. I feel the same electricity coursing through my body as when we first kissed in the park. Shockwaves erupt every time our tongues touch and travel along my body towards my extremities.

I’m hyper aware of everything around me. My senses are on fire. I can smell a tiny hint of her perfume, mixed with her natural scent. Every time I inhale through my nose, my arousal increases as I take in her scent. I place one hand on her face and feel the softness of her skin. She takes my other hand in her own and our fingers cross, squeezing my hand like she’s desparate to hold on. I can hear my heart beating, its thumping masked only by the sounds of Lauren’s heavy breathing as we continue kissing. I look into her radiant green eyes as she opens them and gives me that gorgeous smile of hers. “Are you sure?” I ask her one last time. She gives me a peck on the lips and nods before standing up. She turns around and starts unbuttoning her blouse as she walks towards my bedroom.
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*”Are you coming?”*

Lauren teases as I get up to follow her. We fall onto the bed before Lauren’s white blouse hits the floor. She helps me unbutton my shirt as my hands explore her bare stomach and caress her over her bra. I roll onto my back as Lauren mounts me. She reaches behind her and unhooks her bra, leaving it still on. She takes my hands and places them on her hips. She moves my hands slowly up her stomach and under her bra. I feel her softness as my hands move over her bare breasts, her nipples hardening at my touch. I give them a squeeze as her bra falls to the bed, only my hands covering her up. I move them back down her stomach and take in the full view of her naked chest. Her breasts were the perfect size, C cups with light pink nipples. Her breasts sagged just a tiny bit, natural, beautiful. I sat up to meet her and she wrapped her arms around me as we kissed, our tongues exploring each other again.

At this point my cock was straining uncomfortably against my jeans. Sensing this Lauren pushed me back onto the bed and started unbuttoning my pants. After helping me out of them, she stood up on the bed and removed her pants as well, leaving her in her purple panties. She knelt beside me, just looking me in the eyes, hands on my chest. “Come here,” I whispered and pulled her down towards me. The feeling of her bare breasts on my chest, her tongue against mine, my hand on her ass, was intoxicating as I completely lost myself in her. My hands exploring her back and butt, one hand at her side, the other on my stomach. Feeling brave, I slid a hand under her panties, over her bare ass. I caressed her small butt, almost entirely fitting in my hand. My fingers continued moving downwards, until I felt the first signs of moisture. Lauren’s breathing started to louden, her mouth open and eyes shut as I grazed a finger past her labia. I traced the folds of her sex, fingers wet from her arousal. I give her shoulder a squeeze with my other hand and she nods without ever opening her eyes. I press my index finger into her and she opens up for me. She squeezes my chest and we kiss. Lauren is still laying next to me as she rolls onto her back to give me better access. I turn towards her, and my left hand slides down her stomach and beneath her underwear. My fingers graze across her pubic hair and I moisten my fingers with her arousal. Lauren reciprocates and she wraps her small hands around my hardening cock. I start to roll her clit across my wet fingers, and I can feel her grip tighten around my member.

I alternate rubbing her clit and entering her with my fingers, her eyes are now open looking into mine, almost pleading like. I start to rub her clit, and it stiffens, a small moan eeks past her lips. Taking that as a sign I continue rolling my fingers across her clit, as her hips start to buck against me. The sounds of my fingers against her clit are enhanced by her increasing wetness. She seems to forget that she now has my cock in a vice like grip, and I have to stop her. We both laugh as I get up and kneel between her legs. I place my hand on either side of her panties, and she gives the greatest sign a guy can get, she lifts her butt up off the bed so I can take her panties off. She keeps her legs crossed shyly. It doesn’t take much to push them apart so I can see her fully nude body. Her pubic hair is kept short and tidy, her pink swollen clit begging to be touched. I kiss her thighs as i make my towards her sex. I can’t get enough of her scent, it’s driving me insane, I just want to be inside her. I rest a hand on her stomach and another on her breast, with my fingers between her nipple. I kiss her clit before tracing her pussy with my tongue. I wanted to feel every inch of her, taste every part of here. I stuck my tongue as deep into her as I could then slowly licked up to her clit.

I encircled her clit with my tongue, just the hood, applying pressure to the surrounding area. Lauren was moaning with excitement, with, anticipation, with lust. I placed my tongue at the base of here clit, just beneath the head, and stiffened my tongue. Licking upwards, my tongue finally met her engorged clit, her hand grabbing a handful of my hair meant I had hit my target. I licked upwards a few more times, before varying the direction. Hearing Lauren moan with pleasure is one of the most sexiest things I’ve ever heard. I try and vary the amount of pressure from my tongue from light to heavy. I flatten my tongue and lick the length of her entire pussy, from the base of the labia to the clitoris. I zig zag my tongue across her sex, then wrap my tongue around her clit. Lauren’s thighs close in around my head and her hips start to lift off the bed. My tongue surrounds her clit as I take into mouth and suck on it lighly. Her hips start to buck and I move head in rhythym with her hips so that my tongue puts pressure where she likes it. I take a few fingers and enter her, while I continue to swirl my tongue around her. Lauren tightens around my fingers and I maintain my pace. Her moaning loudens as she hits her peak and I can feel her clit swell. I curl my fingers as her orgasm pulses around my fingers. I slow down my tongue in tune with her hips. As she comes down, I move up, making stops along her stomach and breasts, before kissing her.

*”Your turn”*

Lauren proposes as I lay on my back. She sits up and ties her hair into a bun, stray hairs falling over the side of her face. One of the sexiest hair dos a woman can have. I can’t help but grin as this gorgeous blond haired beauty positions herself between my legs. She kisses my stomach, then pinches my love handle and gives me a wink that could straight up kill a man. She kisses the head of my cock before taking it into her hand. I’m fairly average in the penile arena, 6 inches long under optimal circumstances. I was so turned on by this point that I had felt like I gained an inch in length and girth. Precum was oozing out of the tip of my cock that it looked almost as if I was cumming already. Her small hands also made me feel absolutely huge. The contrast of her pale skin against my dark brown cock was incredibly sexy. She was looking at my cock like it was her first and as her hands started pumping across my length, my cock spasmed out a dollop of precum. Lauren never took her eyes off it and licked me clean. I made a sound that I’ve never made before at the sight of her gorgeous face on my cock and the feel of her to tongue grazing against my shaft. My balls felt like propelling a fountain of cum and I don’t know how I managed to hold it in. Lord knows I felt like exploding at any second. Lauren looked up at me and I was mesmerized. Without breaking my gaze she sank her mouth down onto the head of my cock.

The back of my cock was resting on her warm tongue as she sucked me gently. One hand at the base of my cock squeezing, the other resting on my stomach. She swirled her tongue against my frenulum, and I could feel the cum moving up from my balls into my shaft. She bobbed her head up and down the head slowly, letting her mouth get used to me. She turned her head and licked my entire length, before pushing her mouth back over me, my cock entering deeper into her. Lauren started moving her hand upwards to meet her mouth. As her lips caressed my cock, her tongue continually moving over me, and her hand squeezing my shaft. She would stop and just suck on the head of my cock, while her piercing green eyes and devilish smile made me melt inside. My cock started to swell, and Lauren sensed it. She took her mouth of me and stroked me lightly with her hand. She took her hand off my stomach and cupped my aching balls, massaging them gently. She lowered her face, so all I could see was her eyes and she began to lick my balls while she stroked me. The sensation was too much and I had to tell Lauren to stop stroking me. She let my cock rest against my stomach as she moved her hands to my thighs. She took my balls in her mouth one by one and sucked on them, urging them to release more cum into my cock. I placed my hand on her head and moved her up back towards my cock, I was ready to cum. Lauren moved her naked body back up mine to kiss me, I could feel every inch of her naked body, her pussy grazed against my thigh and I could feel her wetness.

*”Cum for me”*

Lauren said seductively as she moved back between my legs. She wrapped both hands around my cock, and slowly twisted them in opposite directions as she moved up and down. She placed the tip of my cock back in her mouth and began to suck. Her tongue began swirling all around the my cock wrapping as much of me as she could. She placed one hand on my heavy balls and cupped them gently. Her other hand was stroking my shaft, while she continued to suck the head. My hips started to move involuntarily as I could feel the oncoming explosion. Lauren’s body began to move, her hips bucking, begging for release. She began to moan, the vibrations rippling through my cock. “Cum” she whispered. Lauren began to move up and down my cock with her mouth and tongue. My balls felt like grenades about to go off, my cock like a loaded cannon. She began to roll my balls through her fingers while still squeezing them, coaxing every ounce of cum out of me. “Cum” she whispered again as the feeling of her hands on my balls and shaft, her mouth sucking on the head of my cock, her tongue swirling all over me overwhelmed my senses and I began to orgasm. I tapped her and she looked straight into my eyes and opened her mouth wide as my cock pulsed hot ropes of cum into her mouth. Her hands continuing to massage my balls, squeezing the cum out of my shaft. As my cock continued to swell and pump, cum began flowing out of her as it was too much for her small mouth to handle. Lauren swallowed what she could as I started to come down. My project manager continued to caress my balls as they emptied into her mouth, my cock covered in an overflow of cum, I felt her squeeze the last few pulses out of me.

I lay back, still processing what just happened. Lauren came back up and gave me a kiss, I could taste a little of myself on her. She lay on her side with her head on my chest. “So, did you get it out of your system?” I asked her…

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This happened about a month ago, and things are interesting to say the least. I’m about to switch jobs (completely unrelated to this series of events), so probably won’t see her much longer.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/79etdr/my_work_wife