Fucked My Cheating Husband’s Friend at the Office [MF]

I really, really enjoyed sharing my first story on here. I have always been pretty wild sexually, and for whatever reason I always seem to find myself in exciting situations. I don’t know if it’s how I look–long brown hair, brown eyes? Or if it’s just a vibe that I give off, but I seem to attract men who just want a good fuck.

Here’s a story from my more wild years. I was only around 25 and in my first marriage with “Larry” (27). Our marriage was basically forced by our parents, and for a long time we pretended to be happy together. I gave the most effort out of the two of us to make things work, until I happened upon his work email. I shouldn’t say “happened”–I totally snooped. He was seeing a girl at the office, on the side.

I of course felt betrayed. I was wasting my youth trying to make a ridiculous man happy, and he was out fucking his work wife. I decided dealing with it the best way was, of course, the bad way–by getting revenge.

So I decided to fuck his friend. I couldn’t do his best friend, because he was happily married. But his close second, a coworker, was single, and would do nicely. “Mark” had been working with Larry for a few years when we ran into each other again. It was at a sort of office potluck that included family members–I think a low-key retirement party for a manager.

Larry drifted off to talk to some other associates, and I immediately honed in on Mark, who was looking lonely. I was wearing a short dress–very short, with a low cut neckline–and tall heels. Larry had always liked seeing me dressed slutty at work events. It turned him on. Little did he know I was now dressing with someone else in mind.

I could tell Mark was immediately impressed by my look. He turned red and smiled, and it was the sexiest smile, almost sweet and innocent. We exchanged pleasantries, asked about the weather.

I didn’t know how to ask, so I decided to be bold. I whispered in his ear, “Let’s go someplace quiet.”

He was instantly nervous, and tried bringing up Larry.

“He’s cheating on me,” I said with a shrug, trying to look saddened.

It worked almost too easily, and I wonder if he had been looking for any reason to finally fuck me. We quickly snuck off to his office. His office was down a couple hallways, where we wouldn’t be disturbed. He closed the door, and we were enveloped in darkness. Then he was on me, kissing me roughly. He slid a hand underneath my dress, grabbing me hard, taking my breath away. The innocent thing I had known outside was kind of an animal in the dark. But I loved it–it had been so long since someone had just taken me.

He had me sit back on his desk–even hotter–and he shoved my dress up to my waist and ate me out right there. I gripped the edge of the desk, grinding against his face, my heels digging into his back. He was moaning, and I knew he was stroking his cock while he licked my pussy.

I was dripping wet, writhing under his mouth, when he stood up and flipped me over. Now I was bent over the desk. Without warning he slapped my ass, and I let out a shocked and delighted moan. It was such a loud sound, I was afraid we would get caught.

But god, was he loving it. He slapped me again and whispered, “Do you want my cock? Tell me you want it.”

His cock was right at my entrance, and I writhed against him, gripping the desk. He slapped me again, sending shivers down my spine, and asked me where I wanted his cock.

“In my pussy, sir,” I murmured in a meek voice. He loved it, and he slid his cock into my tight pussy.

I almost came right there. My pussy and thighs were soaked, and his cock was so thick, so hot. He pounded into me, hard, grabbing my hips and moving them while he bucked into me. Our thighs hitting each other and his hand smacking my ass were so loud, I was sure everyone at the party could hear.

I reached down and played with my clit while he fucked me, and I could feel my orgasm building. He was fucking me so hard, bent over the desk, I was bouncing back and forth. He leaned forward, yanking down the front of my dress and exposing my breast. He groped it while he continued to fuck me hard. It was so animalistic, so wild, that my orgasm crashed right through me, making me buck beneath him, moaning his name, trying desperately to be quiet.

“Let me come inside you,” he growled, still pounding me.

The thought of his hot cum in my pussy made me moan as he pounded me against the desk. I told him yes. “Yes what?” he growled.

“Yes, please, sir.”

I could feel him becoming more desperate as he fucked me, his hand was groping my tit and his cock was thrusting hard into my dripping pussy. I moaned, and he hit me harder and harder, until he let out a groan, pumping cum into my hot cunt.

It was so hot, and I was so turned on that I turned around, getting on my knees and licking his cock clean for him. Meanwhile his cum dripped down my thighs. We cleaned up–a little–and mingled with Larry for the rest of the potluck. Larry was instantly suspicious, and gave me the cold shoulder the rest of the night.

Mark and I never spoke since, and I divorced Larry’s ass not long after. But whenever I’m in need of some alone time I think of that time with Mark–especially of how hard he fucked me like a wild animal.

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