So, it’s been a little over a week since I spent the night with a superior at work, who happened to be someone who used to torment my husband in highschool. Things have been relatively the same at work, the sexual tension is still there, James is still James, but a few developments have come up. The first is that one day Drew came in to surprise me with lunch, which was nice, but then he ran into James at one point, who couldn’t help but lay it on thick with praise for me. The weird part, they seemed to end it on friendly terms.
The second is that while before James was a superior, but not my direct superior, now he is, and he wants me to come with him “to help woo a potential client”, next week, day after Thanksgiving, for the weekend. I mean, the client is real, and getting them would be a big W for us, but it’s also a weekend away with James. I made sure to reiterate that what went down was a once and done thing, and we need separate rooms. He said “Sure, just check your inbox” before walking off to bother some poor intern. What he sent was the video he took of us the other night, specifically of him fucking my ass. I don’t know why it turned me on so much, but seeing myself getting absolutely fucked got me reliving the memory of that night, which lead me to the bathroom yet again to rub one out.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qx0xyb/aftermath_of_fucking_my_husbands_highschool_bully
Mmm sooo hot x
POS 😂
Assuming this is real, you do realize how this is gonna end right? You’re gonna make a post here saying “I know, I thought I could only fuck him once but I was bad and fucked the entire weekend we were gone together”
There’s tons of stories on this site, on Literotica too that follow this basic format. Even you must see how this sounds. Otherwise you wouldn’t keep updating this, you’d fuck once, make a post about it and move on.
I do have a question though, do you think you have a Madonna/whore complex? You mentioned, IIRC, that you used to fuck a lot of guys in college that were great in bed but shitty people, then you settled on your husband, who’s average/bad in bed but a great person. Why alternate between those two extremes? You do realize there’s partners who can give you satisfaction in bed while fundamentally remaining good people?
This is great story, James.