Our first advisory session two long years ago, he came with his long term GF, I’m Married Happily. He was hot but off the radar. Meetings would leave me talking to his GF mostly, with him looking on a good arms length away. A year went by…
Unexpectedly they broke up. They started to come separately. This now meant I was talking to him, alone the still needed life support. His usual position of sitting arms length was now replaced with sitting opposite me.
Holy fucking Shit. My eye has never wondered, my thoughts in a straight line, my knickers never soaked by another man. NEVER.
But HIM, what is it about him?? His humour, smile, common interests and good looks were hard to ignore. BUT I DID.
As he sat opposite me, my mind wondered. Im blushing. I’m stumbling. Fuck me, what is going on here…has he noticed??
We kept the meetings light, purposeful and in keeping with our sarcastic/jokey humour.
Our meetings meant we would have lighthearted chats inbetween. Forever the complimentary guy, confident in his thoughts and what he wanted. I was flattered, thought I may be attractive after all not a simple mum and wife.
Fast forward through the seasons…somehow our conversations have turned extremely flirty. I’m discussing his fuckbuddies and what I enjoy with my husband. Before I know it were complimenting each other, sending sexy selfies and its fucking hotting up.
One of our meetings I have to shoot out straight after. To a party, I’m dressed up and in a flustered as I’ve not had much time to prep. He offers to do up my heels, I usher a ‘thankyou’ and remain professional. Shitting Hell he touched me.
Complimentary messages ramp up, were discussing positions, exchanging what we enjoy…I’m not breaking any rules right now.
BAM!! He sends the shot that has broken the seal…laying on the bed, his gorgeous tanned body and huge erect dick pulled to the left cupped in his hands. I send my 36JJ breasts back complete with erect nipples and a cheeky smile. Sex for me is fun, a release and need.
That night I need to act on this picture, not for the first time. I need to masturbate over him, imagine he is with me, in me. Fucking all over me.
I slide my underwear down to my ankles, bend up my knees and slowly rub my pussy. I’m shaven and soft, tight and I know exactly how to get myself over the edge. As I part my lips I run my fingers and nails up and down, occasionally finger fucking myself writhing on the bed. I get up his picture and pull out my dildo, sucking on it a little before inserting it in. As I look at his picture, I push it in slowly. Imagining his kisses, his smell on me. I’ve no fucking control. I plunge harder and faster, rubbing my clit in sequence. I’m trying hard not to call his name, to not come too quick and enjoy it. Seconds later my body is jolting I’m squirting over the dildo, my hand is soaked I’m panting and needing the real fucking thing now and I’m holding in my breath not to call his name…I failed in any control.
I wonder how our next meeting will go now this boundary has broken….
Next update tomorrow…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f7i3hd/50_shades_of_fuck_you_f_m
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