Crossing the line and the beginning of an illicit relationship Part 2 [MF]

Thank you to everyone that has given me positive feedback, you have inspired me to continue telling my story. Holding onto a secret this big and meaningful to me has crushed me. Being able to talk about it is helping me heal and move on. Again I am not a writer so please bare with me.

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Now that Emily gave me the green light I quickly devised a way to leave the club. With all her officer friends around we needed to get out of there to be ourselves without the fear of getting into trouble. I asked her if she was ready to go and she mentioned that she needed to grab her purse. As I saw that slowly her friends were making their way up from the basement I moved quickly and approach the bar and asked for her purse. As we were leaving a mutual friend wanted to tag along when Emily quickly said No! She wanted to go with me and she sure made that her point. This was risky for her but my friend was drunk so he didn’t care and let us leave by ourselves.

We quickly made our way out of the proximity of the club and headed to the town square along an alleyway. We were finally alone. As we walked away Emily grabbed my hand we began talking about our lives. Emily was very unhappy at home as her husband was not pulling his weight. Their marriage was on the rocks and on its way to a divorce. I opened up about my issues, we quickly figured out we both had similar situations. It felt good to be able to talk to her about it and I could tell it was helping her as well. We arrived at an old church and sat down by the benches, and every sign told me we were about to kiss next. I look at her big blue eyes and told her. I don’t want to kiss you yet, I know you have been drinking and don’t want you to do something you could regret later. Call me pleasure delayer but I am a gentleman and know how big this could change things I wanted her in all her five senses to cross the line with me.

We spend the rest of the night talking until we met with the main group and made our way back to the hotel. I went to bed for a few hours and once I woke up I was excited about what happened last night. At the first chance I got I texted Emily to let her know how awesome it was spending time with her last night. Her response shook me, “I guess last night was crazy because I can’t remember a thing”. Oh no, whether she remembered and didn’t want to admit it or completely blacked out didn’t matter. It was very frustrating expecting things to be different only to be back at square one. The trip wrapped up that day and everyone went their separate ways.

For the next few weeks, life continued as usual. One day the conversation of what happened in the trip came about, she reiterated that she didn’t remember and I offered to fill in the gaps in her memory. She declined which made me think that she must have a clear idea that something happened between us. She asked for things to remain professional which I obliged. Another week had passed and she walked into my office and asked me if anything happened in between us, she wanted to know. I explained what happened and that nothing physically occurred. After that day we kept on talking whenever we could, at first it was just one text here and there which later became almost nonstop conversations. We spend a lot of time after hours talking about everything. We were getting to know each other and our compatibility was through the roof. The sexual tension between us was palpable.

It has now been a month since that night out and a lot has changed. One night after everyone went home as we left work we walked to the back door to ensure it was closed. As we were walking in between wall lockers something rushed over me, something I couldn’t contain. I grabbed Emily by her arm, shoved her against a locker giving her the most passionate kiss ever. I can only describe this as an atomic bomb of energy blowing up 1000 times. Nothing in the world mattered, it was just her and me alone in this world for all I care. We had crossed the provincial Rubicon and there was no going back.

Emily and I kept appearances during the day, we would meet at random locations for lunch and occasionally I would visit her office or she would visit mine. At night after everyone went home we resumed our love affair. We would have intense making-out sessions in random parking lots on and off base, always trying to stay ahead of detection. We would have intense conversations trying to maximize the speed at which we’re learning about each other. We would make out like there was no tomorrow like it would be the last time. I would fondle her small but perky breasts, sucking her beautiful pink nipples and gently kissing every single freckle on her torso. While in the car one night she went ahead and pulled my cock out. She let out a devilish smile upon seeing my fully engorged and rock-hard cock ready for her. She immediately shoved it in her mouth trying to get as much of me as she could in her. I guided her head, gently at first while increasing the intensity and roughness, I could tell that she liked it. She confessed that one of her fetishes was to be abused and degraded but her SO didn’t like that so she repressed it. I would fulfill her fantasies beyond her limits but that’s later on in the story.

We knew we were playing with fire therefore we were very deliberate and careful about how we saw each other. We were careful enough not to be seen in public together or display our emotions carelessly. We began to see ourselves as a couple and we began making strides towards divorcing our partners. One day Emily was tasked with a special duty that require her to stay overnight. I had waited for enough and now seeing the opportunity I texted her…

Me- I see you are on overnight duty tomorrow

Emily- Yes, do you have something in mind

Me- Yes, things have been progressing and I think its time we take this to the next level

Emily- Ok, what do you have in mind

Me- My office, midnight tomorrow

Emily- We’ll see about that

Me- No. I am fucking you tomorrow, better be ready because it will be the fuck of your life

The plan was set in motion. Fast forward 24 hours and now I’m in my office, the building is empty, and only selected people to have keys to open it. Emily sent me a text that she was headed to my location. I couldn’t have been more excited! It was a mix of nervous butterflies along with the anxiety of what is about to transpire. Emily walked into the building and headed to the bathroom. She hopped in the shower real quick and changed into more comfortable wear. She then came into my office, the lights were off but there was enough ambient light to see her smile and big blue eyes excited to see me. I offered to watch Vanilla Sky and as I press play we lay down next to each other on my couch.

What unfolded next is only described as a 3 round championship fuck, the best fuck of my life for me and her to that day. It was the beginning of the best 9 months of my life.

Stay tuned for part 3 very soon

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