I met Alex (not her real name) a few months earlier while we were both in the hospital. Because we were on the same floor, we struck up a friendship and spoke about life, work, relationships we’d been in and occasionally, we flirted. We both knew the other was married so we never took it any further. I could sense that despite how happy she always tried to be, that there was some real sadness under it all. I never really let on what I suspected – I’d find out about it later on.
She was beautiful in so many ways. She had the kind of eyes you could get lost in. Big, endless shimmering pools that I’d spend hours just staring into. Her smile made me melt and no matter how bad my day was, just hearing her laugh made it all better. She was short, with brown hair, a pretty tight body and impossibly amazing legs. She always dressed well, smelled incredible and took good care of her physical appearance. I’d be lying if I didn’t think about what she looked like without clothes on.
I was discharged about a week before she was, and before I left, she gave me her email address and telephone number. We rode the elevator down to the main floor and I got out. I turned and said, “I’ll be in touch soon.” She smiled and said “I hope so.” As she said this, I noticed a twinkle in her eye and then the elevator door closed.
I’ve written about Alex before. Here’s the story about [the time we fucked in the bathroom](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9i4xqj/mf_i_want_you_to_fuck_me_right_here_in_this/) in her condo’s common area. The story you’re about to read happened about a week prior to the one I linked above.
I was working from home while Alex was finishing up her day shift at the company she worked full-time at. I knew I’d be getting a text from her only a few minutes after she finished work, and it would usually be something like with “Hey. I’m coming by. Be ready in 20 minutes.”
Sure enough, not long after she finished work, she sent me a text. “Hey. You around?”
I smiled. For her, I was always around, no matter what time of day or night.
“I am. Want to come by?”
“Yes”, was her response. “I’m just leaving work now. I’ll be there in about 20 minutes.”
I gave my beard a quick trim, jumped into the shower, cleaned up and put on some fresh clothes, hit the elevator just as she texted me again. “Downstairs.”
I walked outside, but I didn’t see her car in the driveway. I looked around and saw her leaning against the wall of my building, headphones on, just looking around.
She was wearing blue jeans, a blouse and impossibly high heels. “Fuck, she looks incredible.”, I thought.
I walked up to her, smiled, and asked “Ready to go?”, thinking she’d parked her car on the street near my condo.
“Yes, but we’re not going anywhere right now. I want to go upstairs and see where you live.”
We walked back into the building, and silently took the elevator to my floor, while I quietly hoped no one would recognize me.
We walked up to the door to my condo and I pulled my keys out of my pocket.
“My heart is pounding”, she said as I unlocked the door. I grabbed her hand and led her inside, locking the door behind me and closing the drapes for the floor-to-ceiling window that faced an always-bustling office building.
I made a few drinks and sat down on the couch with her. We’d barely finished before she pounced on me, pinned me to the couch and was on top of me before I could even realize what was happening.
“I’ve been needing you all day, ever since I woke up… all I could do was think about you”, she said, between breathy, frantic, almost desperate kisses.
“What time will your wife be home from work?”
“Not for a few more hours”, I said.
“Let’s go”, she said, grabbing my hand and leading me towards the bedroom.
At this point, I wasn’t really going to argue with her. We both knew how much we needed each other. We’d been flirting almost daily for a few weeks and this was the first time we’d been able to get our schedules to match for long enough that we’d have a few hours with each other.
She sat down on the edge of the bed, pulled her jeans off while I got undressed. We scrambled onto the bed and immediately picked up where we left off.
After a few minutes of frantic making out, I tried to take her shirt off, but she immediately steered my hands away. “I don’t like how my stomach looks.”
“I’m sure it can’t be that bad.” I didn’t want to force the issue, so I let it go.
We continued to make out and not long after, she was comfortable with taking her shirt off in front of me.
Now, I could understand why she was hesitant at first. She’d had a kid a few years earlier and had some faint stretch marks on her stomach from childbirth. I could barely notice them, but I can see why she wanted to hide them.
She bit her lip, smiled that adorable smile she had while saying how much she hated her stretch marks.
“I don’t care about those. I just want you. That’s all.”
She giggled, laid back down next to me, and we continued to make out.
Suddenly, she reached down, quickly ripped off her underwear and got on top of me.
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**Wild going starts here**
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I was hard as a rock as she got on top of me and ever so slowly, I slid into her to help her get used to me. This was the first time we’d been together physically, so I didn’t want to be too rough on her.
I grabbed her hips and looked up at her while rocking her back and forth, savouring the feeling of finally being inside her. I winked at her and smiled and she laughed before biting her lip again and suddenly focusing on what was going on between her legs.
At this point, we were both pretty hot and she started to move up and down. I grabbed her hands, interlaced her fingers between mine and locking my elbows, so that she could have some stability to go as hard as she wanted without having to worry about any kind of give.
After a few minutes of this, I sat up, wrapped her legs around my waist, shimmied over to the edge of the bed and stood up. I leaned up against the bedroom wall while we fucked frantically, knowing that we were both close.
I could feel her start to come, so I walked over to the chair in bedroom and put her down on her back, pulled her towards me and started all over again.
I wasn’t wearing a condom, and I definitely didn’t want to have a kid with a woman I was having an affair with, so I told her I’d pull out if I was close.
“Don’t worry about it. I have an IUD, so I can’t get pregnant.”
She was lying flat on her back with her legs spread open, her bum hanging off the chair into thin air. It was on.
I went inside her, starting slowly at first, enjoying every moment, watching her squirm and seeing her face get more and more flushed as she got hotter and hotter.
She started to push back against me and this was about all either of us could handle.
“Oh my god, throwaway. I’m going to come. Please keep fucking me. Please, please, please.”
I was on the brink and I could feel I was going to explode. I wanted to slow down and enjoy the feeling of being inside her, but I was on autopilot and couldn’t do anything but just. keep. going.
“Come in me. Now.”
As if on cue, I let loose everything I had inside me. She came almost instantly, saying “Throwaway, throwaway, throwaway… that feels so fucking good.”
We were both covered in sweat, even though the AC was on blast and it was only mid-May.
I pumped a few more times and then laughed. She looked at me, giggled and said: “Shower? I can’t go out like this.”
Who was I to say no?
I grabbed her by the hand, gave her a quick kiss and turned on the water.
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**Wild going stops here**
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We took a quick shower, got dressed, stopped at a coffee shop for a cold drink, then went for a drive to her favourite park.
There are many more stories like this one.
We hooked up again multiple times throughout the summer, sometimes at her place, sometimes at mine, sometimes in her car, and once at 3am on a picnic table at the park around the corner from her condo.
More of those stories to come later…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aiva8b/mf_my_heart_is_pounding_she_said_as_i_unlocked
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That’s hot, but calling you ‘throwaway’ kills the mood