I (35M) slept with my wife’s cousin (37F) [MF]

[CM/CF] I slept with my wife’s cousin

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I have been married to my wife for five years and I love her dearly. We have been with each through financial straits, through the passing of our grandmothers and other family members. My wife is my rock and a pillar of strength in my life. I have grown up with my wife and I consider he cousin like a blood relative to me.

This story is a low moment in my life, but something that is stored in the gap bank when I need it.

A few years after my wife and I married, her cousin Jane offered me a position as a technician for their company. She offered a better pay, 401k, and all the medical benefits, it was an offer I couldn’t refuse and I didn’t.

One day she enters my office telling me that she needs me on a retreat to oversee the set-up and management for some conference near LA. I agree and I tell my wife that I’ll be gone for a few days to help with a conference. We fly out the night before the conference to LA.

When we check into the hotel, Jane asks me if I want to accompany her to the hotel bar to relax before the conference the next day. We go down to the bar where she orders four Jameson’s and gives one to me. I ask her if she is highly anxious, pointing down to her drinks. She responds these aren’t for her nerves but her relief. Perplexed, I implore her to delve deeper. She quipped saying to go deeper she needs more booze, where she promptly fisted two of the drinks and gave a long, but satisfied sigh. As a sign I ordered two more Jameson’s and started to work on mine.

She began to tell me the tale of workdays, how her bosses work her like a dog and how recently the company has released two employees within her department, however they expect her to pick up the slack. Then, back at home her husband has let their home run amuck and their baby has run all hell. She tells me that this time away from home has been nice and how it has been nice to see a friendly face in the office, where there has been a slew of malevolence.
At which point, she fisted two more Jameson’s whereas I just finished my first.

It is here I’d like to pause to describe Jane. Jane stands at an even 5’0”, petite size 1 dress, shoulder length hair, even-tanned Thai, a glowing smile with lovely curves.

The alcohol has started to work it’s magic on Jane now. Her words have slurred, rambling about her home life, the crazy antics her baby gets into as well as the nothing-fights her and her husband have. I drape her over my shoulder, and I fist the remaining drinks as I hurry the bartender to close out our tab.

I scuttle us into an elevator where she starts to get handsy with me and then just starts stringing random words into sentences. I keep us up as best I can before the alcohol starts to hit me. By the time we hit our floor, she falls off my shoulder and I catch her in my arms. She tells me that I have the bluest eyes she has ever seen, which makes me blush, but I tell her we need to get her into bed.
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I throw her into the shower to hopefully sober her up a little. She comes back into the room thinking she is the newest Bond girl, wrapping her leg around the door frame of the bathroom and doing her sexiest slink out of the bathroom. The alcohol has done it’s work to turn off any inhibition in my mind and I have an instant turn on when I see Jane slinking up to the bed. Our lips touch for the first time, an electric touch that I have only felt once before, and I feel my heart start to beat. I pull away for a moment beginning to ask about our significant others but she ravishes me and I allow my mind to be absorbed into the moment and be consumed by our flesh being intertwined.

I rip the bathrobe off her. I stare at her glistening body and at how her tits heaved with every breath. I went in and started to suck on her tits, playing with her nipple with my tongue, while fingering her pussy. I heard the loudest moan from her possible. She screamed at me to keep going. I kept playing with her clit, and teasing her nipple with my teeth. As I fingered her faster and faster, she eventually came into my hand. She pulled me up and told me to fill her up. I threw her face first into the pillows, grabbed her hair, then I rubbed my dick at her entrance to get lubbed up. When I thrust myself into her she gave out the most satisfying exhale I have ever heard. I begin moving my dick in and out of her tight pussy, I wrap my arm around her waist and start playing with her clit again. I bring her head close to me and I begin whispering, “who’s better John or me?” She just whimpers as I keep pumping into her. Then in a more demanding tone, “I’m going to stop if you don’t answer.” She bellows our a deep no. Then I ask her again, to which she simpers out, “…you…” I tell her to say it again.

“You are better than Jon.”

I stop playing with her clit and I split her hair as though they were reigns and I begin thrusting into her pussy as though there is no tomorrow. She screams, “Right there! Just like that!”

As I was nearing to explode into her tight little pussy, I pulled out and stuffed my dick into her mouth and I came buckets. I saw tears and mascara running down her cheeks, but she swallowed all of my cum. We start to cool down after that and we look over to each other and we start laughing. We tell each other how filthy the other is. Eventually we find ourselves spooning, she being the little spoon.

I ask her, “Is everything ok at home?” She tells me that they are just getting used to the first years of being parents and she just needed to blow off some steam. She scoots around to face me, she adorably pushes my cheeks together swearing that I never tell a soul about what we did this evening.

As I swear to her, I start feeling her pussy with my dick.

I ask her to swear to me, “Am I better than Jon?” She blushes, gives a little smirk, then looks away, and nods furiously. Overcome with pride and confidence, I stare sternly into her eyes and tell her plainly, “Say it again.”

“You’re better than Jon.”

With those words spoken out loud, I thrust myself,again, deeply into her waiting pussy. She gasped, then looked at me and called me a bully. I could just smirk and just thrust faster into her. I eventually come into a rhythm as I pound her, I see herself get lost into the our flesh and I start passionately kissing her, our tongues getting intertwined with one another. I hoist her legs onto my shoulders and start thrusting seeping into pussy. She pulls away from our kiss and tells me she is about to cum again, I push my lips back onto her and then I just cum deeply into her pussy.

Eventually, we just fall asleep in each other’s embrace. The next day, we woke up to her alarm’s. I tell her when did she remember to set those, she tells me before we left. I asked if anything that happened the night prior was planned. She said she hoped, but didn’t expect me to follow through. She also expect me to be good on my word. I tell her word is bond. I also tell her that I’m there is she needs me. We go to the conference and it goes off without a hitch.

Nothing such as what you have read has transpired since, but it is dreamt on many days after.

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