I [F] 27 (married), sucked and almost fucked my coworker [M] 25

So I’ve worked with this guy, we’ll call him Andy, for about a year and a half now. Back when he started, all the women couldn’t stop talking about how hot he was, but I didn’t really bother looking- first, I’m married, and second, he did not make a good first impression and I couldn’t get passed it. More recently, he’s been making up for that, and in turn, I started to pay more attention to him and realized that I really wanted him to fuck me.
About a week after my epiphany, there was a night that I was feeling pretty reckless, so I downloaded a texting app, took a revealing pic and sent it to him. There was no response that night, or even the next day, so I tried again. I sent “Oh my god, this isn’t Spencer, is it??”. Now THAT got a response. After a little back and forth with me pretending that the pic was meant for someone else, I told him that I was in a relationship and asked if that would be an issue for him, when he said no, I told him he could call me Sam. He knew that wasn’t my name, but I wasn’t going to reveal myself until I knew he wasn’t going to freak. We kept going like that for a few days- me sending him pics of my tits (sometimes from the bathroom at work) and him gushing over how much he loved them.
Eventually, I gave some pretty big hints about who I was- first a pic with some of my hair in it, then a pic from inside the building that was dead giveaway. We had talked earlier about meeting up that night (and I clarified that he had condoms, so I wouldn’t need to bring them), but I was nervous that he’d back out once he realized it was me. So when I got the chance, I headed over to talk to him. I asked Andy if he had any plans for the night and he said he was just doing his usual- working out, eating dinner, then some meal prep. As far as I could tell, he had no reaction to me asking, so I started to wonder if somehow he hadn’t figured out that it was me. So I texted him, something like “so, you have nothing going on, huh?”
He came back saying that he really didn’t think it could be me, since he had no idea I was into him and because I’m married- but he was still turned on and maybe down to meet up.
That night, he seemed to be getting cold feet, and I started to get a little more desperate, so I called him. I told Andy that I knew he was worried, but neither of us would say anything and at that point I basically needed to fuck him. He told me where to go and I was on my way.
When I got there, I was definitely nervous- he grabbed my hand to lead me down the darkened stairs and I just followed his lead. We sat and talked for a little bit, but before too long we were laying on his bed.
He moved really fast right off the bat and it threw me off for a minute. When I pulled back he started to get worried, so I reassured him that I wasn’t second guessing things, I just needed things to slow down a little bit. So he started to play with my tits through my low cut tank top, then I pulled them out for him. His eyes lit up and he told me that he had no idea that I had such amazing tits. At this point, I had started rubbing his dick through his sweatpants and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was longer than average and even thicker than I had imagined. I was so wet at this point that I could feel my panties sticking to me every time I moved. I could feel him getting harder as I rubbed and I couldn’t stop myself from moving down to see it for myself.
Oh god, it looked delicious, so I did what my cock hungry self had only dreamed about doing, and I took his head in my mouth. I teased him a bit, letting myself get used to how thick he was and so I could really enjoy the moment. Before too long, he started lightly thrusting and I could tell he was enjoying himself. After a bit of that, I took back over, seeing how much more I could take each time. Then- my phone rang. We ignored it. But then it rang again- it was my spouse. I said what was needed as quickly as possible, but the moment was nearly gone.
Thankfully, it was salvaged with some effort on my part, but then when I asked Andy to grab a condom, he admitted that he had lied- he didn’t really have any because he hadn’t expected anything to actually happen. So I was cock-blocked by his disbelief and our unwillingness to risk pregnancy.
Since that night, I’ve continued sending pics and we’ve talked about hanging out again, but nothing has come of it because he’s worried about people finding out- especially my spouse. Honestly, I’ve nearly given up hope, but I still really want to ride his dick ?‍♀️

I may or may not post updates, depending on how things go and if anyone wants to hear more.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mta97j/i_f_27_married_sucked_and_almost_fucked_my