27 [M] with 32 [F] married coworker

So I just started this job. I had to share an office with her, but didn’t meet her for a couple months due to her and I being at different sites on different days. One day in October I had a meeting that she attended. Honestly I thought she was the most attractive girl I had ever seen. Blonde hair, about 5’6, 120 lbs. Since this was the first time we had actually met (she had left me notes about general stuff around the office before this), we ended up hanging out in our shared office and talking the rest of the day after the meeting. She was really easy to talk to. We start to see each other a little more at work and start communicating through email about work related topics. Until one day the tone of her message changed, teasing me about something and saying she was bored so was going to continue our emails but started talking about and asking about things outside of work. In my head I was really excited because I had come to really like her, but also thought well she’s married, this means nothing. This constant emailing every day turned into messages on Facebook daily as well, which turned into us playing games against each other on our phones. Since I was new to the area, she offered to meet me for dinner at this one place she liked. Afterwards, she gave me a hug when we were leaving and then right after emailed me saying how much fun she had. I was in the phone with a friend while driving home and he was like, well if she messages you after this “date” then you know she’s into you. I was like, no, it wasn’t like that, etc, but then stopped him in the middle of our conversation when I got the email from her. He told me she wanted me, but I still didn’t believe it. We continued this once a week dinner meet up after that. A couple weeks into our “dates” she messages me that she thinks the loser of our game (that we were playing on our phone) should be forced to do something. I was like, what are you thinking? She says to me, I really don’t want to say, but it’s what I think about doing all the time when I’m around you. So I was like, kiss? Hoping that was it myself. She said yes, that the loser should have to give the winner a kiss. Now keep in mind, I was beating her at least 8-9 times out of every 10 games. Next “date night” she had 3 games lost to me, so kissed me three times on the cheek. The next week I had one to owe her and she had 8 to owe me, so I went first and kissed her cheek. She then held my face and kissed around my face 7 times, then asked me how many that was, like she didn’t know. I told her I thought 7, she said ok then close your eyes. Next thing I know she kisses me on my lips. I remember smiling so much and she laughed and pushed me away, as she got into her car to leave. The next week we owed each other about the same amount of kisses, so decided to kiss each other on the lips. This progressed to days later, she’s over at my house and we are watching a movie, then we start making out. Our time is always limited though because she has to go home, I find out she’s saying she’s at happy hour with her friends to avoid suspicion. We continue to talk in messages throughout this, saying we know we can’t go further, etc. We are making out almost every day at this point. One day she comes in from the kitchen after refilling her wine glass and she straddles me as we start to make out. Because of her being on top of me, I try to sneakily slide my hands up her shirt, thinking she’d stop me, but she doesn’t. Next thing I know I’m unhooking her bra and teasing her nipples with my fingers while we make out. After, she tells me how much she loves that, so obviously now every make out session includes me playing with her tits, just a few days later not just with my hands but getting my mouth on them. She’s always grinding on me, moaning, telling me it’s not fair and she wants to go further but we don’t. About a month straight of this kind of making out, I buy a new couch. She jokes that it’s deep enough for us to both lay on and it could lead to trouble. Sure enough it did haha. 3 days into owning my new couch, we are making out, her hand down my pants, my hand for the first time between her legs. She flips over top of me and we continue making out. My pants and underwear are down near my knees. Her shirt is off, her shorts are off, but her panties are still on. Her hand is stroking me as she’s over top and we are kissing, my hands on her nipples feeling how hard they are. Next thing I know, both her hands are up near my shoulders but I still feel pressure on my cock. Then I realize what’s happening. I honestly thought to myself, I can’t believe I’m actually getting to have sex with her?. Not only did I think she was the hottest girl I’ve ever met, but I was in love with her by this point. She rides me for a few minutes then gets off. I’m thinking she must’ve realized what she was doing, so think we are done. Nope, her hand is holding my hard cock while she’s sliding her panties off with her other hand, telling me “this will make it easier.” Then she hopes back on for a while, then I pick her up and lay her on her back and fuck her until I cum. She joked afterward that she decided she wasn’t going to tell me because didn’t want me to say we shouldn’t, which is why she put me in while she had her panties still on. We had sex several more times after this, but this was just the first time we hooked up and it was one of the best experiences I can remember. Maybe some day I’ll tell about the other times we ended up having sex, with more detail about the actual act.

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