Our Affair – The Lost Sock [FM – Cheating]

It had been a long and boring weekend. They were due home in a few hours, so I was doing my laundry and running on the treadmill before heading back to my place. Usually these weekends were a getaway for Jason and I. We would house sit, watch their dogs, order takeout, drink some good wine, and have some great sex in their guest room all awhile getting paid. The only problem is that Jason had planned to go away with “the guys” and “forgot” to tell me. I had my suspicions, and I was pretty sure this “last minute trip” was with someone other than “the guys”. I was sweating out the bottle of wine I drank by myself the night before and was in a “I don’t give a fuck” mood. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something move, but continued to finish my run. A few minutes later, I finished and did my warm down then headed back into the house to get some more water. I could hear the dogs at the other end of the house and called out. “Hello”. I immediately heard a “Hey Beth” and I could hear someone walking across the house and the dogs following. I watched as Dave rounded the corner and greeted me. Dave was basically my boss and I was standing in his kitchen in running tights and a sweat soaked jogging bra. He has never seen me in anything but work attire and I immediately felt self conscious.

Jason and I loved house sitting for them. It was like staying in a nice hotel, but this weekend my plans of “reconnecting” were completely destroyed at the last minute. Dave and Julie had just spent the long weekend at the beach and he saw a text before they left that “he” was in town. He knew as soon as she brought up catching a later flight that she was going to see him. Dave apologized for coming home early. I brushed it off and asked where Julie and the kids were. He told me that the kids ran across the street to their friends house as soon as they got home and Julie stayed behind to see her cousin and would be home later that night. He gave me that look of he knew she was lying and looked at his cell. The neighbor said that the kids were going to watch a movie and hang out for a while. Realizing it was only Dave and myself, I began to relax. I drank my water while I leaned over the island. I knew my body was tight and for some reason, I wanted to show it off and he was bad at being sly and checking me out. We made idle chit chat about the weekend, We knew that our cheating significant others were the dark cloud hanging over the both of us.

I excused myself to get my stuff together and made my way to the guest room. Dave told me that he threw my clothes into the dryer and my face immediately got red. I apologized as we approached the guest room and he assured me it was not a problem. He asked about Jason and I told him that he had a last minute “thing with the guys” and he shook his head.

“Yeah he doesn’t know what he missed”

Dave asked “What do you mean?”

“I had a little something planned for each night”

“Something what?”

I could feel my face heating up again as he entered the room and I went on to explain that I had a little outfit for each evening. His eye lit up and began to ask more questions with me trying to avoid answering anything. He was playing with me and knew he was making me uncomfortable. Dave finally asked to see the outfits and I playfully brushed him off and told him to leave so I could get out of his hair. He persisted and told me that since Julia was home and the kids are across the street for the next couple of hours, I could at least shower and get my stuff together. He then added that he had already seen my bras and panties and they would be dry for another 30 minutes. My face felt warm again and I bit my lip and relented. I pulled out the lingerie and laid it out on the bed. I watched his eyes scan every piece. I wanted to know what was going through his mind, but was also embarrassed that I could believe that I was showing my boss my sexy lingerie. He focused on one outfit which was a black see through bra and panty set with a short see through robe. He went on to tell me that I didn’t need a bra and that the robe would definitely be enough.

“On that note, the trunk show is over. Now scoot. I am going to take a shower and head home.”

Dejected, he made his way to the door and turned one last time.

“I know that you enjoy using the master bath shower, so I’ll get you a fresh towel and you can shower in there.”

I wasn’t going to say no to that. Their bathroom designed after some five star hotel they stayed in on their honeymoon. I waited for him to get me one of their plush towels then made my way to the master bathroom. I had been using their bathroom all weekend and enjoyed every drop of water on my body from the multiple shower heads. I finally emerged from the bathroom and found Dave in the bedroom sorting and unpacking clothes.

“Did you sneak a peak?”

He looked at me funny and emphatically said “No”. I gave him the typical female “Hmmm” and walked past him and into the guest room. I started to pack up my stuff and realized that all of my normal underwear was in the dryer, so I put on the black bra and panties. As I finished gathering my stuff, I couldn’t find one sock that I was wearing when I worked out. I wrapped myself in the towel and made my way to the master bedroom. Dave had just finished sorting and I told him that I was missing a sock. He of course didn’t see it. I was getting really comfortable talking to him and after I looked around his bathroom, I lingered and attempted to make small talk. He noticed the black bra straps on my shoulders and made a wise crack to which I told him that all my regular underwear was in the dryer. He smirked and I asked him if he got a good sniff when he was putting them in the dryer. Dave laughed and said they were clean, so there was nothing to sniff, but clean panties were better for stuffing in someones mouth. I gave him a fake scoff and continued to linger. I finally asked about the mirror and bench. He went on to explain that Julie wanted a full three paneled mirror and “dressing bench”. I laughed and told him to admit it was for sex to which he uncomfortably laughed it off and said “not lately”.

I admitted that I used the mirror from time to time. He raised his eyebrow and jokingly told me to feel free and use it now if I wanted. I attempted to laugh it off and told him in his “wildest dreams”. He told me that it was worth a try. There was an uncomfortable pause as we both were thinking of what to say next. I bit my lip and looked at the mirror and then looked at him. He seemed that he was about to say something, but I said it first. I told him to sit on the fancy dressing bench and pushed it towards him with my foot. He looked astonished did what I said. My stomach tightened and thoughts of what happens if this fails began to enter my head. I stood between him and the mirror with my back to him, took a deep breathe, and dropped the towel. I was frozen looking at myself in the mirror and then glanced to my side and watched him scan my body. His foot moved and he pulled the towel on the floor towards him. I smiled and softly said “hey”. I turned around and faced him. The realization of me standing in front of my boss and wearing see through lingerie was sinking in. Part of me wanted to run out of the room, but part of me was titillated as I watched him gaze at every inch of my body. I asked him “What are you thinking?”

He paused, smiled, and shook his head. “Nothing”

“Nothing! tell me what is going through your mind”

He softly spoke. “Dirty thoughts”

I could feel my face warm up again. “What kind of dirty thoughts?”

He paused again. “You kneeling between my legs”.

Without hesitation, I stepped forward and lowered myself to my knees between his spread legs.

“Like this? What other dirty thoughts are you thinking?”

He looked down at me and smiled. “Your hands rubbing the inside of my thighs”

I looked up at him and my hands started rubbing his thighs. Every stroke of my hands got closer to his growing bulge in his shorts. “Like this?”

He nodded

I softly asked “What else”.

He took a deep breathe. “Trace my cock with your finger”

My hand slide up to his cock and I began tracing it with my hand and then my finger. I could feel it getting harder. It was big and thick and my breathing got deeper anticipation what he wanted to do next.

“Is there anything else you want me to do?” and then I bit my lip.

He briefly paused. “I want you to take it out of my shorts and I want to watch you suck it like you described at the bar after the Klingsford dinner”.

I had completely forgotten about that embarrassing moment. We were all celebrating after landing a huge account and he happened to hear some drunken girl talk. I looked up at him with an open mouth and softly gasped and smiled as my hands drifted high and worked his shorts open. He raised his hips and I took it that he wanted me to remove his shorts. I hooked his shorts and boxers and gave them a tug and then slid them off of him. I paused with my mouth open wider with my eyes fixated on his cock. It was bigger than anything I have seen or experienced in real life. My hand could not fully wrap around it as I began to stroke it. I could feel it getting harder and thicker in my hand. I re situated my body. Dave watched on with a big grin as my head got closer. I kept eye contact with him as mouth opened and my tongue glided the length of his shaft. My hand cupped his balls as my lips encased his shaft and I slowing went up and down its length. I closed my eyes and started to concentrate on my task, working his shaft between my lips until I finally gave in and took him in my mouth. I moved upward and slowly worked him deeper in my mouth every time I bobbed on his cock. My hand pumped in sync with my bobbing head and I occasionally paused at the top and made eye contact with him before taking him in my mouth. He had an amazing grin that I had never seen before which turned me on more than just having his big cock in my mouth. I closed my eyes and went back to working him in my mouth. His hand went to the back of y head and he gently pressed as I took him deeper and moaned. His body moved over mine and his hand slid down my back. I felt my bra unhook and I let it drop. I separated from his cock and released it. I looked up at him with a little drool running out of my mouth and he watch my bra drop in my lap. I took a moment and ran my hands over my perky breasts and gave my nipples a tug before going back in for some more of his cock. My mind was flooded with thoughts of his cock stretching my tight pussy, but I wasn’t sure about what he wanted, so I kept sucking his cock. I looked up at him again and asked if liked watching me suck his big cock in the mirror. He nodded and his index finger made its way under my chin.

“Come here”

I rose and leaned in for a kiss. My plump lips met his and our tongues collided inside each others mouths. His hand slid up my thigh and his finger pressed into my soaked panties causing me to moan. His finger then found it way under my panties and it penetrated me. Our heads separated and I let out a louder moan. He pulled his finger out of me and hooked my panties and tugged them down. He rose up and spun me towards the bed like a rag doll. I flopped on the bed and spread my legs and he pulled me to the edge. His cock towering over my midsection. Dave drew it back and the tip ran over my moist landing strip and down my wet slit. I gasped with anticipation and he slip the tip up and down my slit before leaning into me. His initial thrust into me took my breathe away. He worked himself slowly into me. I could feel every inch of his cock sliding in and out of me and stretching my tight little pussy. He pressed harder into me and I arched my back in a combination of ecstasy and pain. No man has ever been this deep inside me. He was slow and methodical and finally pulled out. He told me to slide back and I didn’t hesitate. He pulled the comforter out from under me and discarded in onto the floor. I spread my legs as he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself to re enter me. I couldn’t believe how wet my pussy was as he began where he left off. My body tingled as I felt an orgasm wash over me. He kept up his pace and I came again. I could not moaning with every stroke of his cock. He picked up the pace and thrusted harder and deeper inside me. I was about to cum again when he pulled out. I watched in a daze as he stoked his cock and his cum shot out and streams of white hit my breasts and stomach. After the final last drops he propped himself above me and leaned in for a long passionate kiss. My mind was full of post coital fog and lust as he kissed me one more time. Before getting out of bed and helping me up.

We showered separately in case the kids came home. I stuffed my clothes from the dryer into my bag and tided up the guest room before heading to the side door. He met me there before I opened it and gave me one more long kiss. “I’ll see you tomorrow”. I smiled and gave him a peck on the lips before heading to my car. The whole night my mind was flooded with what happened and wondering what he was thinking. The next day at work, I arrived and he was in his office on an early call. I pulled my chair out from my desk and sitting on it was the missing sock that I was looking for in his bathroom the day earlier.

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