The sexual tension had always been there.
This happened a few years ago, right after I [F30] got engaged with my now husband. Matt [M30] and I were coworkers, but we had known each other long before that.
We’d always had chemistry, but one of us was always in a relationship, so nothing had ever happened between us. Until that night.
After one of those boring work mixers, Janet invited a bunch of us to her place. We were already tipsy from the few beers we’d had that day, and one of us proposed playing a drinking game, like when we were young.
We started with a coordination game, clapping our hands and drinking shot after shot when we got the combination wrong. I hadn’t laughed that hard in ages.
Matt was sitting beside me, and our thighs kept touching under the table. Neither of us was moving. A couple of times, our hands brushed, and I felt a current of electricity go through my body.
After a while, people started to leave. Janet went to walk some of the guests to the door, leaving Matt and I alone. I was hyper conscious of every move, every muscle.
As I said, I was engaged at the time, and I’m pretty sure Matt was also in a relationship. So a big part of my brain was convinced to let the moment pass.
But my drunk, horny body had other plans.
Without wasting another minute, I turned to face him and planted a kiss in his unsuspecting mouth. I regretted it instantly, and started to back down, but his hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me back closer.
My hands were already tangled in his hair, my breath so hard and my pussy so wet that I thought I was going to explode right there. But Janet was coming back, so we broke it off, straightening our hair and clothes as best as we could.
Matt made an excuse to leave, saying that he was gonna take me home, and we quickly got inside his car. Matt drove for a couple of blocks before parking his car in a dark, abandoned spot. We were both too drunk to drive anyway.
We picked up where we left off, kissing each other passionately while our hands explored every inch of each other’s bodies we could reach. Matt unbuttoned my shirt and started teasing my hard nipples, making me moan softly in his ear. I was caressing his thigh, making my way up until I unzipped his pants and felt his hard bulge under his boxer shorts. I took it out, admiring his perfect length and girth, and stroked it while Matt licked my right nipple and teased the left one with his fingers.
I wanted to taste him, so I did. I started with the tip, softly teasing him with my tongue, and then attempted to take it all in my mouth. His hands were tangled in my hair, and he was moaning and saying my name as if he was worshipping me, while I worshipped his perfect cock.
I couldn’t take it anymore. We climbed to the back seat, and after a few more strokes of his shaft I took off my thong, pulled up my skirt and saddled him. His hands took my hips and his lips wrapped around my nipples while I inched down until he was completely inside of me.
I closed my eyes and fucked him so hard that I was almost screaming, not caring if anyone listened or saw us. His lips moved to my neck, giving me a hickie, and that sent me over the edge. I was grabbing the back seat so hard that my knuckles were white, while Matt’s hands pulled my hair back as he came inside of me. Good thing I was on the pill.
After we both came back from our intense orgasms, reality snuck in. I had cheated on my fiancé. We had talked about the hot wife lifestyle, and even swinging, but up until that moment it had just been a fantasy, not something we were planning on actually doing.
I didn’t know if I should tell him or not. Fortunately, I did, and his response was even hotter than I had imagined. Stay tuned if you want to know what he did to me after he found out I fucked Matt.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y4cvo9/i_f30_cheated_on_my_fiancé_with_my_coworker_fm