Note: no sex in this story, but felt it was important to add all the build up
I started working for a local grocery store when I was 18 in 2006 as a bagger. One of my managers was a woman named Brandi. A few years older then me, but, to my horny 18 year old self, she was one of the better girls to look at at the store. She was in a relationship with somebody in another department and ended up transferring to another store when they got married. As I moved up in my store over the years, I would see Brandi thanks to various training classes we were required to take.
In early 2013, I transfered to the same store that Brandi was working at. Being one of the few people there that knew who I was, she was friendly to me, which I was grateful for. Over the next few years, we became friends.
A grocery store reminds me a lot of high school. Lots of dirty talk, the guys are all pigs, there’s constant flirting. This person is hooking up with this person, some times even in the store. Another girl that I became friends with during my time there, Kara (I also have a story about her I will share eventually), was friends with Brandi as well. Kara was a member of the LDS church, along with myself, but she had a dirty side to her. Even though I was always flirting with Kara, I was also trying to help her be a better person, as she did struggle with her faith and her sexual nature.
One night after my shift ended, I was sitting at a table with Brandi and Kara on their lunch as I got up to leave, I gave Kara a hug and told her to be good and remember who she is. Driving home, I received a text from a number I didn’t have telling me that I wasn’t allowed to tell Kara to be good. After exchanging a few texts back and forth, I figured out it was Brandi. The texting somehow turned dirty and I ended up texting Brandi all the naughty things I wanted to do to her, which, she told me, got her wet.
We would keep texting each other, always turning it to sex talk. Brandi was pretty open to talk about anything she had done, and I was more than willing to ask. We did agree that nothing would ever physically happen between us, which I was fine with, but she did enjoy me turning her on with everything I wished I could do to her.
We lived pretty close to each other, and my house was on the way to her work. On days I didn’t work but she did, she would stop by to give me a hug and talk for a few minutes, with my wife at work of course. One of those days, while I was hugging her, I took a chance a kissed the top of her head. She didn’t say anything, so I did it again the next day at work. And the next day too. A few nights later, she texted me that she had a confession. I asked her what it was and she said she wanted to kiss me. I asked her where and she didn’t respond for a few minutes and when she did, she sent me a message on a mobile game we played together, telling me not to text her until she texted me back. About an hour later, she sent me another message, telling me that she was worried her husband had seen her text, as he was looking at her phone when she got out of the shower. I asked what happened, and she said he just jumped her when she got out, had sex with her, and didn’t say a word about anything else. She thought everything was OK, cause she had a habit of deleting her texts messages, but just didn’t want me to send anything that he might have seen. After I made sure she was OK, I was turned on by the thought of then having sex and we texted a little bit about it the rest of the night.
The next day at work, Brandi got off before I did. She texted me to walk out to her car and when I did, she gave me a hug, followed by a quick kiss on the lips. At my house the day after that, I wrapped her up from behind and started to kiss her neck, something she told me drove her crazy. I tried to sneak my hand down her shirt but she blocked me. I settled for softly squeezing her breasts on the outside of her shirt.
With our texts messages heating up more, me making her wet on a daily basis, she was talking more and more about actually wanting to be more physical together. I took a chance again a few days, once again at my house, holding her from behind, kissing her neck, I finally got my hand down her shirt, down her bra, and was pinching her nipple. After a few seconds, she pushed away from me, gave me a big kiss on the lips, and walked away to her car.
After that, Brandi was down for a lot more. She told me she loved the way I kissed her and the way my hands felt on her body. Finally, one night while I was at work and she was off, after another one of our dirty texting moments, she told me that she had a doctors appointment by my house the next day, and that she wanted to stop by afterwards. Up until now, we had just been staying in my garage, but this time, she actually wanted to see the inside of my house. She wouldn’t promise me sex, but wanted to spend more time together. I couldn’t wait.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ur3z9f/my_second_affair_part_1_the_lead_up
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