CoWorker tease leads to affair – Part 4 (F26/M36)

I was really busy at work that day, but I could not stop thinking about “Kitty”. Probably because every breathe I took reminded me of the morning we just had. The smell of her body was everywhere and one of my coworkers even asked what I had been up to that morning with a sly look on his face. My head was huge, and I was on top of the world. Never before had I experienced this feeling. This overwhelming addiction to a person and all the things they did to and for me.

For the next week, I would go to “Kitty’s” place in the morning instead of the gym. Each morning better than the last. We started to bond. We grew closer emotionally. She would tell me how amazing I made her feel and I would concur. It was like nothing else existed when she was in my arms or rubbing her pussy all over me. We chatted, and I learned about her rough childhood, her sexual partners and the things she was set out to accomplish. She spoke to me with the wisdom of a mature woman and you wouldn’t have know we were 10 years apart, except for the condition of her skin and body. I was starting to have thoughts about what life would be like everyday with her and not just the morning rendezvous or the work glances.

The next week, I called her on my way to her house like I usually did, but there was no answer. I tried 2 or 3 more times but just kept getting her voicemail. I arrived at the house and the door was locked. I turned around to find the dog walking neighbor standing about 10 feet away, staring into my soul. A wave of guilt swept over me and for the first time I felt incredibly desperate. I retreated to my car and drove away. I was worried. I was angry. I was confused. Was I being played here? Was she with someone else? The scenarios played through my head and none of them were helping the way I felt. I got to work, checked in and immediately went to my office. I picked up the phone and called my wife. Why? I had not done that in years. Maybe it was the guilt. Maybe I was looking for comfort. She picked up on the first ring like she always did and I was reminded of the fact that this woman loved me. It wasn’t her fault that she didn’t crave me. She gave birth to 2 children and had a hysterectomy by the time she was 28. That’s a lot for anyones body to handle let alone their mind. We chatted for a few and then wished each other a good day. As we were hanging up, she said “Thanks for the surprise call, I love you so much”! Wow! In that moment, everything that had transpired over the last 2 weeks faded.

10am rolled around and I received a text from “Kitty”. “Hey” is all it said. I ignored it. A few minutes later she sent me a photo of her downstairs in the restaurant. I ignored it. A few minutes after that I received a call from the restaurant suoervisor asking if I had anyone that could help bring racks of glasses up from the basement. This had to be her doing. Curiosity got the best of me, and I decided I would go. As I reached the basement storeroom, there was no one to be seen. I waited for about 5 minutes and then heard the stairwell door open. I was shaking a little. Not sure if it was anger or nerves but I remember rubbing my hands together trying to calm down. As the person approached the room I leaned against the wall in kind of a I don’t give a fuck pose, staring at my phone. Turning the corner was my server friend, Maria. She smiled when she saw me and said “Don’t you have more important things to do?”. I laughed and joked how my purpose was to help her with these glasses. We flirted a little which was the norm, and she commented about how lucky my wife must be. Yeah, luckiest girl in the world that I’m currently cheating on with your coworker. I helped her gather what she needed and placed the racks on a cart. She said she could handle it from there and thanked me. As she walked away, I couldn’t help but stare at her. She was so sexy, (5’8″, short reddish brown hair, athletic body, nose ring and a tattoo sleeve on her left arm of an Alice and Wonderland theme,) but involved with her baby daddy. I’d never given thought to how we flirted until then. Maybe it was what “Kitty” was bringing out in me, but I wished I could have fucked her right there because no one would’ve known.

I took a deep breathe, clearing the thought, and started back to my office when the door to the storage room closed. It was “Kitty”! “What are you doing? How long have you been there?” I asked abruptly. “Long enough to get soaked at the thought of you fucking that bitch while I rub your pussy” she said. I was livid. “So you’re just going around hiding in corners and spying on me”! I stood over her as I said this, making her feel small and defenseless. She looked up at me, pouted her bottom lip and said “I’m sorry Daddy. I should be put in TimeOut”. I don’t remember a thought going through my brain in that moment. I reached out and grabbed her, spun her around against the wall and slid my hand into her leggings until I found her already sloppy clit. I massaged it while she grinded her ass back into me. She kept saying “Yes Daddy, punish your pussy”! She knew how to get me going. Her legs started to shake and I picked up the pace with my finger. I was going to rub her raw, or leave her a mess. Lucky for me, she was an easy cummer. She soaked her pants, not once, but several times! Even though they were black, you could see the wetness from her thighs to her ass. She was humping my hand and moaning like a desperate whore. I pulled my hand out and she grabbed it, placing it in her mouth to suck and clean the mess she just made. My cock was so hard, begging to free itself and all I could tell was I too had made a small mess in my pants, confirmed by the tiny wet spot on my pants where my cock tip was resting. She said she had to get back, adjusted herself and left me with a rock hard cock and full balls. What a bitch.

I went through the rest of the day, and linked up with her as we walked out. She asked if I was ok and I told her no! Why didn’t she answer me this morning? What happened the night before? I felt like I was on an emotional roller coaster and I wasn’t a fan. She told me she had gotten really drunk the night before with her roommate and they passed out hard in his bed. I immediately went into a jealous rage. How could she be so calm telling me that?!? Apparently, and I didn’t know until then, her roommate was the guy with the hard cock I ran into and he was completely gay! He had a mess of a life and they went out to clear his mind. It made sense, but I didn’t feel much better. She could see that. She reached out and grabbed my hands, looked up and said “I told you this pussy is yours, and it’s yours alone. I’m sorry if I upset you”. I shook my head and told her I was the one that was sorry. I was being selfish and I had no place to be upset with her when I go home to lay with my wife every night. She smiled in appreciation of my compassion and then said something that haunts my dreams to this day. “I really wished you would’ve fucked Maria so I could watch”! Holy fucking hell! She kissed my cheek and smiled while walking away to her car. I was staring at her when she turned around and said “You never know Daddy. Bad girls will be bad girls”, and got into her car. I watched her drive away and shook my head in disbelief. How did I find this woman? How was she this incredible? My wife would never….. FUCK, my WIFE! I looked at the time and realized I was late. SHIT! I raced home, walked in and found my wife napping like normal. I washed up then kissed her forehead lightly. She startled and turned to me smiling. “Hi baby, how was your day”? “Eh just a typical day, you know”. She got up put her head on my chest and started to rub my cock through my pants. This WAS NOT normal! Then she whispered “I miss you”. I sank through the floor. My heart hurt so bad. What the fuck was I doing? She looked up and kissed me and pulled me into the bed. We spent the next 20 minutes having vanilla sex, cleaned up and went on with the night.

As I laid there later trying to sleep, I couldn’t help but think about if my wife knew. Was the unfamiliar scent I came home with affecting her subconsciously? Was there some sort of energy that she was picking up? This wasn’t like her, but my thoughts shifted to the last thing “Kitty” said. Could I possibly fuck another woman in front of “Kitty” and watch her enjoy it. Is that even a real thing? I drifted to sleep, rubbing my cock to the thought. I hoped I’d find out!

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uo0jyi/coworker_tease_leads_to_affair_part_4_f26m36