First post on here, please be gentle.
Background: 36F having an affair with a coworker.
I know that for the most part, people will be quick to discredit a story. Yes, some are blatant fallacies, but do with the stories you read as you will. I come to this sub to share my personal experiences because no one in my life or circle will ever fully understand it accept it. The majority of people who know me see me as someone who follows the rules, the teacher’s pet, the goody two shoe, but all that innocence help to hide the naughty woman I am.
To say we played with fire is an understatement. We played with fire all under the noses of our coworkers is definitely something. He (M36) has always said I am an exhibitionist and that I(F36) like to live dangerously. I can only live as dangerously as he allows me to do so. We’ve had trysts in the the some of the most precarious places: IKEA bathroom, parking lot, in front of an open window, at an old unused military air base. But tonight would have to take the cake.
He had been surprisingly extra flirty during the beginning of our shift. Staring me down hungrily as I made my rounds. A few hours in, we had shared a meal in one of the rooms and he had dessert in the form of his fingers playing with my clit to tease me until what I thought would be an after work session. We texted flirtatiously throughout the night. When I went to break, I went to my usual break spot, prepared a stretcher to lay on. Tonight I took my scrub pants off (something I don’t usually do). If I needed to masturbate, I would just pull it down and play with myself. Tonight that was not necessary.
I texted him that I was on break to which he replied that he was coming. My heart was racing in anticipation of a make out session that would just tease me. He came to my darkened room where we used the stretcher to block the entrance. The only light in the room was coming from the computer monitor and it allowed him to see my silhouette; nothing but my scrub top, a thong, and my knee high compression socks on. I can’t even recall what he says as he swoops his arms around my waist and covers my lips with feverish kisses.
Our tongues and lips explored each other like it was the first time we’ve ever locked lips. His hands going from holding my face and hair to undoing his belt and pants. I can still feel my bottom lip throb from how he sucked on it. Pressed for time and knowing that our room was right next to the hallways that our coworkers frequent, he turns me around. I get my cue.
I put one leg up on the stretcher, pull my thong to the side. No more than a few moments later, I feel him guide his dick into my wet and impatiently waiting pussy. I had to remember to remain quiet (not the easiest feat to do) as he began to fuck me from behind. My clit throbbed with every thrust. I met every thrust with my ass grinding back on him until I felt his dick throb and busted his load in me.
Both of us quite spent, he tidied himself up to look presentable to go back to work while I remain breathless as his warm cum drips out of me. With this man, I toe the line of danger. Foolish, maybe. Worth it? Absolutely. There is no one else I would rather toe the line with other than him.
Now I have to go back to work with a straight face on, a professional face on while his cum saturates my panties. Fun times, fun times.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/124vxzc/toeing_the_lines_of_danger_mf