[MF] CoWorker Part 2 (Cheating)

For the purpose of this story my name is Eddie. I’m married, 6”3 200 lbs. Dark short hair with a goatee. Between 7-8 inches since it’s “relevant” in stories for this subreddit.

Karen is a 42 year old divorced co-worker. 5’8” and B-cups. Long brown hair, shaved smooth.

During the drive home, I couldn’t help but smile at everything that had transpired that afternoon. YOU CAN READ PART ONE [HERE.](/r/gonewildstories/comments/8bg5k0/mf_employee_appreciation_day_cheating/)

I had often wondered “What If” about my good looking co-worker, and some of those questions had been answered about Karen. The moans of her orgasms were still ringing in my ears but it was when I left her place that caused another “What if” to pop in my head.
What would I do if she was open to meeting again? When? Where? I was getting ahead of myself because we both said it was only a one-time thing, but my cock had other thoughts, as it was getting hard again thinking about her lips wrapped out my finger as we said our goodbyes.

That night, I found her on Facebook (no I didn’t send a Friend Request) but I did send her a message:
“I hope you are doing ok and not having a slew of regrets about today. No regrets for me at all and willing to talk about it if you want.”
“Thank you again. I did have fun. My only regret………… agreeing to only one time.”
So there we have it, she was not pulling any punches and letting me know she was ok with something similar happening again.
Thinking carefully I typed out another message before I saw her at work the next day.

“Maybe I was a bit hasty in that regard as well. For the same reasons we talked about, I have reservations. I still can’t deny the fact I enjoyed myself.
What I’m curious about is what you’re thinking? You know my situation, and it’s nothing that is going to change. I can only assume you’re ok with that because of this afternoon. And now I’m wondering if you would be ok with that a second time? I’m not talking about anytime soon, but….. I’m having second thoughts about only one time.”
I hit send again, and decided not to check anything else that night.

The next morning before work I look and have this in my INBOX:
“I don’t think a second time would be smart, but with that being said, our first time wasn’t smart either. I told you today in the parking lot, I like you and think you’re a good looking guy, and the fact is between the alcohol and just being in one of those moods, I knew what I wanted to do.
And yes I was ok with it being you and your situation. I don’t want to cause you any trouble. We both have a lot to lose. Let’s just see what happens.”

She didn’t say yes, but she didn’t say no with the potential of a second hookup.

I closed up the messenger on my phone and headed to work. I saw Karen in the break room later that morning getting coffee. No one else was in there, but we still didn’t say anything other than good morning. I can’t deny however that our smiles were a bit larger than previous mornings after we said hello.
Three weeks go by and aside from a few FB messages exchanged and a friendly “Hello” in the office, not much was said and it was business as usual. So I’m starting to think that it might have very well been a onetime thing.

Friday rolled around and a few of us were in the office talking about what plans we had that weekend. The weather was supposed to be perfect, between 80-85 degrees with plenty of sun. So I made mention that I would be on the bike all weekend.

The rest of the afternoon was spent watching the clock until it was time to head out so an hour later I jumped on my phone to kill a bit of time and had a message from Karen.

(K) “I heard you say you were going out on your motorcycle this weekend. Does your wife go with you?”
(E) “No not normally, she hates riding. Just not her cup of tea so I’m normally out by myself.”
(K) “I don’t want to intrude, and if you have plans I understand, but with it being so nice out this weekend, I’d like to ride with you. I haven’t been on the back of a bike in years.”
(E) “Nope no plans at all. Just rolling down the road to wherever. Do you have a helmet?”
(K) “No but my neighbor does. I can ask him if I can borrow one.”
(E) “Great! I’ll message you when I’m heading out, and if you are still game, then I’ll swing by and pick you up.”

A couple of messages the next morning and I was firing up the bike and heading towards Karen’s.

When I pulled up to her house, I turned the bike off and walked up to her door. She opened it and was walking out locking it behind her. I had thought MAYBE there would be a little playtime before riding but I guess not.

She walks up to me, says hello, and gives me a quick hug. It was so quick I didn’t even have time to wrap my arms around her.
“I guess you’re ready to go.” I say.
“Yep…whenever you’re ready.” She replied while putting her helmet on and pulling the strap tight under her chin.

I tell her a few basic rules of being a passenger, not knowing when she rode last, who she rode with, or what they were riding.
I turnover the bike, get on, and tell her I’m ready. And a minute later I’m hitting 2nd gear as we start down the road.

I had planned on taking surface streets and back roads, staying well clear of the interstate. Again not knowing how she felt about going those freeway speeds.

We had been riding about 10-15 minutes when she tapped on my shoulder and asked if we could pull over. I found a gas station and wheeled it in. I turned the bike off and she got off the bike.
She started to take her helmet off and I followed suit. I was still sitting on the bike but the kickstand was down and I swung a leg over.

“Is everything ok?” I asked her, concerned that I was going to be taking her back to her place and she didn’t like the ride.

“Yeah, everything is great. I just needed to get away from the house. My neighbor’s daughter goes to school with my son, and didn’t want her seeing this in the front drive and saying something”

With that she took a step toward me, bent down, put her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a kiss.
There was no hesitation, her tongue pushing passed my lips to wrestle with mine. From my sitting position, I reached up, put a hand around her head and the other found her right ass cheek.

She pulled back and said, “Ok…now I’m ready to ride.” And smiled.
“So maybe not just one time and one time only?” I asked her.

My cock came to attention, but she was strapping her helmet back on with the biggest smile on her face. She had looked down and had to notice the bulge in my jeans caused by her sudden and unannounced kiss.

Five min later we were rolling down the road again and thirty minutes of riding I pulled into a state park that I knew was mostly used by boaters. I had been there a couple of times before and was hoping it would be isolated.

Tons of people must have had the same idea since the weekend was nice and the parking lot was packed with trucks and empty boat trailers. Getting off the bike I told her we might be able to find an empty spot since everyone would be out on their boat and not in the park…and sure enough, less than a half dozen or so people were in the park itself at the picnic tables. We walked over to a gazebo covered table and sat down. We shared a quick, passion filled kiss before we started talking.

Karen and I came to an agreement. Our “relationship” would be the proverbial Friends With Benefits, and the benefits would be few and far between. We both didn’t want to encroach on the other, yet the sexual chemistry was hot as hell and undeniable.

With the ground rules laid I pulled her in for a kiss to seal the deal. Moaning through lips that were covering my mouth, Karen slid in closer and reached down between my legs to find my hardon. She discreetly rubbed and stroked me through my jeans, while our mouths played havoc on one another.

We broke our kiss but her hand never stopped moving from between my legs. I wondered if her plan was to keep me hard and then leave me wanting more by the end of the day.

Taking a deep breath “Maybe we should just take a walk and cool down some.” I suggested.

We found a trail that lead off into the trees and wound around the edge of the river. Occasionally we would stop to share some more affections, and then continued walking and talking.

We stopped at the edge of the river still in the tree line, and again we were locked in at deep lust filled kiss. Her hand found its way to the lump in my jeans, and this time I got brave, not only just rubbing the heat between her legs, but I tried to slip my fingers inside the waistband. No such luck…her jeans were too tight for me to get any kind of leverage.
Karen must have sensed my frustration and was done teasing, because what happened next shocked the hell out of me.

Karen dropped to her knees and her hands went immediately to the buckle of my belt. With deft fingers she made quick work of getting to what she was after, and a moment later I felt the head of my cock slipping past her lips and her mouth was descending down my shaft. No words spoken just a few moans from me and slurping and sucking noises as Karen’s head moved back and forth.

I put my hand on the back of her head, not that she needed any persuading because she had two thirds of my cock down her neck and was going for more.
Karen sucked back and forth, gagging few times in the process, but she continued until her nose was resting in a small patch of hair I kept on top after shaving my balls and groin slick. I’m not porn star huge but I’ve only been with a couple of women that could deep throat me.

I could feel the muscles in her throat spasm from the invasion of her neck and she would hold for a moment…then come up for air. A string of saliva connected her bottom lip to the head of my dick like a spider’s web. Karen took a deep breath, and I watched as my length disappeared again.

Karen had her hands on my lower hips, and was quickly finding a rhythm of breathing oxygen and sucking me down her throat. Her mouth moved quicker and now my gyrating hips were trying to keep in time with her bobbing head.

“If you keep this up I’m not going to be able to hold back.”
Karen pulled back, and wrapped her hand around my shaft and kept stroking me.

“That’s my plan Eddie. I don’t want you to hold back.” And again she opened her mouth and my cock vanished in between her lips.
With permission granted, I held her head between my hands and began moving back and forth. Each time her nose touched skin a wave pushed me closer. A dozen or so strokes later I was holding her head tighter.

“I’m cumming” I moaned. Karen backed off until her lips wrapped tightly around the head and she kept sucking. One of her hands went to my balls, while the other gripped the base of my shaft, massaging and stroking until the last of my seizures subsided. She never missed a drop.

She stood and while I was picking up my jeans and trying to fasten them, she leaned in and kissed me not being bashful by shoving her salty tongue in my mouth. I wasn’t expecting it, but I wasn’t upset either.

“That should keep you satisfied for a while. Or at least until we get back to my place.”

We walked back hand in hand. The stops for kisses were fewer than before due to us both wanting to get back to the bike and head back down the road to her house.

Back at her place, we wasted little time getting inside and locking the door. Karen grabbed a couple bottles of water before heading to her bedroom where I followed her. I had planned on being gone most of the day, and it had only been a couple of hours since I’d picked her up earlier that morning.

In the bedroom we took our time undressing each other. We would share a kiss, and clothing would hit the floor. Another kiss and another article of clothing. When she was standing in front of me wearing her bra and thong, she reached up behind her back, and the material hiding her breasts joined the pile at our feet. Her dark nipples were hard and tight when I leaned down to take one between my lips and roll it around with my tongue while my hand found the apex between her legs.

I felt the heat of her womanhood through the thin black strip, and she inhaled when I found the sensitive spot. Moving my mouth to her other nipple I eased the strip of cloth between her legs to the side, and softly ran my fingers between the lips of her nether regions. She was slick and wet with arousal and I purposely let a knuckle on my finger drag across her clit while I sucked the tip of her breast harder. She gasped, moaned and her hand found the back of my head.

Breaking away, I stood up and took a step back before pulling my boxers down. I casually walked over to the bed, and motioned for her to join me. She followed suit by slipping out of her thong before she crawled up onto the bed.
Karen straddled me and took my cock in her fingers, aligning it for entry.
A rush of warmth started in my groin, and moved into my torso as she sank down, taking my length to the hilt. She began moving her hips in circles, grinding and gyrating making sure I was as deep as I could go.

Karen leaned down to kiss me, and then whispered in my ear, “Not just once.”

She then sat back up, and with her hands on my chest rode me until her head rolled back and she had her first orgasm of the day.

From there, we moved to me being on top, and then I had her on her hands and knees, fucking her from behind. A fist full of her hair pulling her head back, and a few slaps of her ass later, Karen started the rolling waves of multiple orgasms that seemed to be one long moan, grunt and spasm.

I felt my balls tightening and had a decision to make, finish here and now or…….

“I’m so close babe. I don’t know how much more I can go.”

“You don’t have to stop. Come on baby, fill me up.”

I grabbed a hold of her hips with both hands and pulled back hard while I thrust forward. I was trying to my best to puncture a lung with each violent thrust and the “AH, AH, OH, OH, SHIT!” coming from Karen’s verbal tirade sent her accelerating to the edge.

When my cock finally erupted, I buried it as deep as I could go and held her tightly in place. Karen let out her own howl, and through shuddering bodies I fell onto her back, causing her to lay flat on her stomach still buried deep within her body.
My body convulsed and I felt Karen writhing underneath me as we both rode our climaxes to the end.

With a layer of sweat covering our bodies I rolled off onto my back, gasping for air. Karen rolled slightly so she was laying on her side facing me.

We made small talk about how much we had enjoyed ourselves. Hands would occasionally fondle, lips would meet in short but passionate kisses.

Finally I broke up the romance of the moment.
“What are we doing Karen?
Karen reached down, wrapped her fingers around my cock, and simply said “Having fun.”
“And this is all this is? Just a man and woman having fun?”

Karen set me straight after becoming a bit annoyed. She said she had no intention on causing me or her trouble at home or at work. The truth of if it was she could enjoy fucking someone she trusted without having to commit to anything beyond that. She didn’t have to worry about making love, answering questions, making sure that she said all the right things.
She told me I had what she wanted and needed, and it was evident to her that she had something I needed and wanted with the robust and energetic way I’d fuck her. But if I was having second thoughts then I could easily get dressed and we’d never speak of it again. Or…..

And she just left it hang in the air.

With the ultimatum of “Get dressed or…” I reached over….put my hand behind her head and guided it down. As her mouth opened and she swallowed my cock, I told her I preferred having her mouth busy doing this instead of talking.

She sucked me to full hardness, and for the next hour or so we enjoyed “having fun.”

When I was finally ready to get dressed, I showered and did just that. I told her to send me a message sometime on FB if she ever felt like riding again….on or off the bike. I gave her a kiss goodbye, and hopped on the bike and rode for another hour or two before heading home.

I can add a photo of Karen if someone messages me and lets me know how. Thanks in advance.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8cvkul/mf_coworker_part_2_cheating