PREAMBLE- Welp, marrying before sex seems like a noble thing to do, but if your wedding night and every night after is an ordeal, there’s a good chance your dick will find fun elsewhere.
Kit
The Seven Year Itch happened about a year early. Her given name was Kirsten and she was a co-worker. Feisty, energetic with a foul mouth and close cropped blonde hair. I’d call her stout, but with a hell of a figure. We flirted around the office and started kissing each other on the lips “hello”when we’d see each other, just a peck. But then I kissed her just a little too long she drew back and gave me “the look”. If she could have, she’d have fucked me right there. She actually had fucked another guy in one of the conference rooms. Chemistry was a thing with Kit. Animal chemistry!
She showed up at work the next day in a slinky black dress and my knees almost buckled. We went to lunch and she just flat out told me to come home with her after work. Her husband was traveling (he was away a lot) and we’d have the place to ourselves. I called my carpool partner and told him I didn’t need a ride home, and we jumped in her pick-up and headed for her place at the end of the day. We got inside the front door and started making out with passion I’d never known. She told me to stay right there and she disappeared to the back of the house, and reappeared a minute later wearing comfortable shorts and a tee-shirt and nothing else. Right there in the living room we started taking clothes off and got down on the floor, writhing and thrusting. Her skin was so smooth, but her body was so firm! Not an ounce of fat. Being the serious oral lover, with a sexual ethos of “the woman always cums first”, I started kissing her neck, then both very firm tits, past he navel and down to her mound. This was the late 80’s, and bald pussies were not a thing yet, but she apologized for the thick bush she usually kept trimmed when her husband was around. She had a tiny clit and I paid particular attention to it until she started swooning. One huge gasp and she came, and grabbed my head to pull me over her. She wanted to fuck NOW. It was now that I realized that I would cross a line that I could never reverse. I was about to become an adulterer. That lasted about 2 seconds as passion took over. It was then, for the first time in years, that I experienced a woman who really wanted it! She had such control over her pelvic muscles that she relaxed as I thrusted in, and tightened as I pulled out. Wowwww…She also rubbed her clit as I was going at it. Talking about multi-talented! Didn’t take long for me to cum with all that happening, but in the two hours we had that first evening, I came three times.
So not long after, Kit and her husband moved to another State. I decided adultery was not for me, as I was sure I’d get caught. That lasted about twenty years until Marcia, another co-worker, looked at me across a conference table like a piece of meat. Until next time!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yntgex/mf_why_im_divorced_part_1