I woke up the next day, my wife had already left for work, so I immediately texted Brandi good morning and that I was excited to see her that day. She replied back almost immediately how excited she was. Her appointment was at 9:30, she would be over to my house around 10:30, giving us just over an hour to be together.
When she arrived to my house, I gave her a quick tour before we settled down on my couch. She told me that she still did not want to have sex with me, but was OK with kissing. I told her that was fine with me, and to just say stop if things got too far and that I would always listen to her.
A little about Brandi. She was around five foot tall, a little on the chunky side, massive breasts, a very pretty face with dyed red hair, and had a few tattoos on her arms, back, and feet. She liked to wear tank tops, and today was no different, wearing a pink one with white skulls all over it. She definitely was not a jean type of girl, she would rather be in leggings, which I enjoyed her wearing.
Not wanting to push things too far or too fast, I started out slow, kissing her neck while I had one arm wrapped around her, and had my other hand resting on her stomach. As she leaned into my kiss, I moved my head up until our lips touched and we started to kiss. Moving my hand up from her stomach, I slowly started to squeeze her breasts, switching from one to the other every few seconds. With her still sitting on my couch, I swing my leg over her so that I was straddling her, give me access to both side of her neck to kiss. As I kissed her neck, being sure not to leave a hicky, I reached down and pulled her tanktop over her head. I attempted to removed her sports bra, but she said no, which I respected, instead opting to squeeze her breasts over it as I continued to kiss her.
She could feel me starting to grow hard and started to move us until we were laying down on the couch, with me on top. I pulled off my shirt before she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me back down to kiss her. With her legs also wrapped around me, I started to slowly grind onto her. Between her thin leggings and my basketball shorts, we were both turned on and it was easy to feel each other.
We alternated between kissing each other and me kissing her neck as I continued to grind on her. With her starting to moan as I pushed into her, my hard cooking trying to break through my shorts, I was using one hand to hold her and my other had to squeeze her breasts, gently rubbing them through her bra. With her eyes closed, I took the chance and slide my hand up under her bra, taking her nipple in between my fingers and pinching it, rolling it. Kissing her again on the lips, but this time Brandi pushed her tongue into my mouth. As I continued to play with her nipple, dry humping her, our tongues wrestling together, I was starting to wonder just how far Brandi was willing to go.
Breaking our kiss, I removed my hand from her bra, and pulled down on the top of it, exposing her nipple. I looked at her as she opened her eyes, and said I see your nipple, and she asked what I was going to do. Bending down. I slowly licked around it, then sucked it into my mouth. Brandi moaned out loud, then placed her hands on the back of my head, holding me in place. As I continued to suck on her nipple, her legs that were still wrapped around me started to pull me into her, her hips starting to rock back and forth with me.
I again tried to take off her bra but was told no, as Brandi pulled me down again to kiss her, before moving her hands down to my lower back, pressing me deeper into her. As she begun to moan into my mouth, I started to wonder just how close she was getting. Moving down to kiss her neck again, her moans got louder and quicker before she let out an even louder, more extender moan. She released her grip on me with both her legs and arms and said that we needed to stop. I asked what we needed to stop, still grinding into her, and she said everything.
I got up off her, helping her to a sitting position, and handed her her shirt. I asked if everything was OK and if we had gone to far. She responded with a kiss, telling me that it was great and that we didn’t go to far. I asked if she had orgasmed and she just said maybe.
Me and Brandi put our shirts back on, before I walked her to my door. There,we hugged, shared one more kiss, and she squeezed my still hard cock through my shorts. As she walked out the door, she told me I had better take car of that before my wife got home.
Being happy with what had happened, I quickly went back to my couch and laid down, taking care of myself as she had said I should. A few hours later, Brandi texted me, asking me if I had. I told her yes and she asked me to describe what I was thinking about as I did. I gladly told her, and was rewarded with her telling me that she couldn’t wait to come over again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ut5tfs/my_second_affair_part_2_the_first_time_in_my_house
I know this sub is for celebrating hot reads, good times, etc, but I can’t help but cringe when I read
“She told me that she still did not want to have sex with me, but was OK with kissing”
“I again tried to take off her bra but was told no”
“I was starting to wonder just how far Brandi was willing to go”
Why would you try again? Was she not clear the first time? Why did you wonder how far she was willing to go when she clearly articulated her boundaries? You mention at the beginning your talk with her about respecting her boundaries, which is good..and you check in with her to make sure that she’s ok throughout…also good. ..but your mindset seems to be that boundaries can be renegotiated once you’ve started, that “no” one time doesn’t mean “no” , that it’s an invitation to try again a bit later.
I hope all is well with you and her, but just food for thought when you’re negotiating with a new partner.
I’ll take my downvotes.