How my mature married TA became my fuck buddy [MF]

About 10 years ago, I had an affair with my TA Melissa.

I was in my mid-20s, single and playing the field as much as possible. She was in her mid-40s and very unhappily married to a guy she’d met while she was working in mainland Europe. They’d returned to the UK, had a couple of kids and then the cultural differences kicked in big time: she had to do everything for all three of them. This had gone on for years before I even met her.

From me starting my job, she showed a lot of interest. We worked in an environment where there weren’t many men so I assumed it was novelty. We got on well enough and after about 7 or 8 months of working with her, I decided to make more of an effort and took her out for a meal one night during the school holidays as a ‘thank you’ for all the extra work she’d done to help me. She was great at her job – it was the least I could do.

We went for drinks afterwards in the local pub. I hadn’t realised it until it was almost too late but her tolerance for alcohol was low. I was pretty loose but she was way further down that path. She wasn’t so drunk she didn’t know what she was doing but her inhibitions had long been left behind. The conversation soon got **very** flirtatious.

I learned the only time she usually had to herself was on a Sunday, when the kids spent the day out with their dad. I also learned that it was a dead bedroom situation, at her insistence. I joked that all she needed was a good vibrator and expected her to laugh it off but she answered me so seriously, telling me she wished she had something like that. She talked about flirting with other men, knowing that things couldn’t go any further and how frustrating it was. I could tell it had been a long time since she’d been fucked.

It got to 11pm, kicking out time, and we staggered outside. I mentioned getting taxis and she made a comment about ‘another man going home without me’. I leaned down to kiss her. She reciprocated fully. Deep, passionate, slightly sloppy kisses before pulling away. In the cold summer night, I could see her nipples poking against her thin top. I invited her back to my place and she replied by throwing her arms around me and initiating more kisses, deeper and slower this time.

Fortunately, it was a short (if tense) Uber ride back to my place.

When we got inside, it was straight to the bedroom. Taking her clothes off was a real thrill. Melissa’s slightly long, slightly flat face didn’t make her a classic beauty but her body was phenomenal. Everything was so tight on her thin frame. When her bra came off I latched straight onto to her one of her nipples, sucking away and its big hard protrusion while my fingers played roughly with the other.

Melissa’s moans were loud even now. I could tell it’d been a while. My dick was hard just at the thought of how wet her pussy would be.

She stripped me completely before I had the chance to find out, even helping remove my socks. While she was down there, hunched on her knees, she popped her head back up and took me in her mouth. There was very little action with her tongue for a long while, she just focussed on moving her lips up and down the full length of my cock while she held on to my ass cheeks with an iron grip. She still had her glasses on, the rigid rectangular frames occasionally catching what little light came through the shutters helping me see that she had her eyes open and was watching me enjoy her technique.

Obviously I’d jerked off to the idea of being with Melissa before. Finishing on her face, on her glasses was a big fantasy and I had to stop her blowing me before I came too soon. That wouldn’t do.

I had her lay on the bed and removed the black trousers she’d been wearing. Simple black panties were all that was left. She started to say something but I pulled them down before she had a chance. She clearly, understandably, hadn’t expected to get fucked tonight. Why would she? The dead bedroom situation meant personal grooming was not high on the agenda. A full bush.

“I know it’s a bit messy.”

I honestly didn’t care and surprised her by diving in, pulling the hair back a little so I could lap away at her opening. As I suspected, she was dripping wet already and her moans kicked up a gear quickly. Her labia was nice and tight, her salty taste strong as I worked and down her pussy lips before covering her clit with my mouth and rapidly flicking my tongue against her hard nub. That was her first orgasm of the night. I held on to her big nipples as she came, as violent body-shaking orgasm.

When she was done, she practically commanded me to put myself inside her. After rubbering up I lowered myself down and teased my cock against her opening while we kissed. I didn’t tease for too long – I wanted it as much as she did. A single long loud groan came from her as I first filled her up, stretching her pussy out. I made sure to get as deep as I could on that first thrust. Melissa threw her head back on the pillow and I let myself stay perfectly still, in her old wet hairy cunt right up to the hilt of my cock.

After a few seconds I began pounding her. She bucked back against me. I could see what it was doing to her, having waited so long to be taken like this. She came again very quickly, a long drawn out orgasm that had her body shaking: first her legs, then her torso. Her moans got louder. I unloaded in her soon after and we lay recovering.

She’d sobered up a little now and was in good spirits, glowing – I assumed- because she’d just had her first fuck in a long time. I was soon turned on again and she was delighted to be asked how she wanted it second time around. Round two was much more varied. She chose positions that meant I was doing a lot of the work but I soon picked up she liked to be dominated a little. We started with doggy, so I could get a good look at her arse. It was so tight. Spreading her cheeks, I got a good view of her hole and my dick slipping in and out of her soaking pussy. I described how it looked to her. She loved this, asking me if it looked as good as it sounded. After, I pushed her flat down onto her front and fucked her as she lay prone, her loud moans muffled by the pillow under her face. Finally, I got her on top of me and showed her the picture I took. She told me she wanted me to cum inside her again, so I did, lying chest to chest, her head pulled back as hair was scrunched up tightly in my hand.

It was late by this point and after cuddling for a while, she decided she wouldn’t stay the night and got back home so her husband/kids wouldn’t suspect too much. We worked together for five years and in that time we spent plenty of Sunday afternoons together, indulging in all the things she didn’t want to with her husband.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xys799/how_my_mature_married_ta_became_my_fuck_buddy_mf