The hottest encounter of [m]y life, with a married woman [f]

I was single after a bad break up. I went online to seek some solace and ended up finding somebody to talk to on Craigslist. The girl advertised for an older guy and in my late 30s, I wasn’t sure if I qualified or not.

We exchanged emails, and things clicked. I looked forward to hearing from her.

I decided total honesty was important and I confessed to my new friend that I was hurting from a breakup and I found her persona hot but I just wasn’t sure if I could follow through too soon.

She confessed that she was married, extremely unhappy sexually, and just wanted to be wanted and likewise wasn’t sure if she would follow through. Her whole marriage was in jeopardy because of sex but also she felt he just didn’t pay attention to her in anyway.

The complete honesty was amazing and we became very close email friends.

(BTW, yes I was wrong to keep talking to her. Yes, I should have immediately ended things. I didn’t…. until after this story happened. Can’t change it and not interested in hearing what a bad person I am.)

It turned out we worked in the same industry and although she was a few hours away from me by car, she put me on a hot job tip where she worked. The mutual interest in careers made it fun. I was much more her senior and she was starting out.

I applied for the job and had a couple of phone interviews and then was invited to her city for the weekend by her company to tour the place and get interviewed. That heated things up fast.

We were going to meet and her company was going to pay for it and if things went really well, I might become her boss. Now, I am moderately attractive, thick cocked, grower more than shower and I think a good lover. Black hair, blue eyes, born with only decent masculine genes but worked hard and was built and in good shape.

Anyway, the funds came, I took the trip and arrived at her office in the morning. I was introduced to everybody, including her, which was an amazing experience. She texted me soon after to let me know it was thrilling and she wasn’t scared as she thought she would be.

We had decided before I arrived in town to meet — we couldn’t not meet — but not do anything sexually.

So I sat there in the office, interviewing with bosses, VERY much distracted, but aware that I was doing well. They liked me. She liked me too. She kept stealing smiles my direction from her desk as I say in a common area as texts rolled in too. It was fun, exciting and HOT.

The tension and chemistry was there and my day ended. I was invited to breakfast the following morning and was given a hotel room nearby.

My email pal, who needs to be described, had brown hair and a lovely face. She wasn’t amazing but definitely cute. She was 5’6” or so, a few inches shorter than my 5’11” and smiled a lot. I found that attractive but when she didn’t smile, her face often changed to what I thought of as smoldering. She was good at giving “the look” and she did it.

She was curvy but not heavy but she did have larger-than expected breasts. I confess, I found her incredibly sexy but maybe average looking, if that makes sense.

What was intoxicating were the sexually charged texts and the tension between us. We had a handshake good bye and I went to the hotel and masturbated for 30 seconds before shooting a hot load all over myself. I never anticipated anything sexual happening and it was a great orgasm.

That was at 5:30 and I took a little nap until she came by around 8:30. She had a baby shower to attend, giving her a good reason to be away from home, but then delaying her from meeting me.

Finally she showed up, knocking on my door. I let her in, we embraced and then sat awkwardly on the couch, not daring to touch further. We talked about the potential job and the weirdness of her being mine to boss around. She urged me to take the job and was sure they were going to offer it.

After a few minutes of not touching, I decided to see how she would react. We had kept COMPLETELY respectful and professional. I touched her wrist, one finger tracing the inside of it. I watched her face and knew it was erotically charged.

I thought I could smell her wetness, but that seemed insane.

It got quiet, so I asked.

“Are you wet?”

A nod. A hard swallow.

“Soaking.”

“I can smell your wet pussy.”

Her eyes half closed like she was in a silent moan. Suddenly we were kissing. Wet, hot, urgent, hungry kissing. We didn’t have time to get in sync, and it didn’t matter. We were ravenous.

my hand was squeezing her breasts — from wrist to breast but I don’t remember anything in between. She was all moans and hot breath and in two minutes her shirt was off and she was going to her knees in front of me.

“I want your cock.”

“No.”

“But I want to suck it!”

I stood her up, pushed her backwards to the bed and pulled her pants down and around her ankles.

Her legs dangled off the bed at the knees. I lifted her legs, pants behind my head and dove into her pussy. I was ravenous and nothing I did was subtle or gentle.

I tongue fucked her. I licked her like melting ice cream. I ground against her mound and about 60 seconds into this, she started bucking and grabbing the bed spread. I brought two fingers up and pushed them right into her soaking wet pussy. A few thrusts later and she was cumming. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, her moans were husky and wild and she pushed her clit hard against my tongue.

This made me crazy and without laying a finger on me, her orgasm had made me cum. A big portion of my mind was just, “Oh shit! I came!” But it was RED hot and a moment I will never forget.

After perhaps 90 seconds of a panting recovery she lifted her legs off me and stood up. She was a little shaky with her pants around her ankles and as she kicked off her shoes, she asked,

“What did you do? I have never had anybody eat me like that. What did you do?”

I shrugged.

“I don’t know, I just loved it.”

Her shoes were off and then her pants. I could see that beautiful dripping pussy but I was freaked out because she was naked and I was flaccid. I was done.

I stood up and she went for my zipper again. I knew she was expecting fucking now. I pushed her hand away.

“Your turn,” she said.

“Sorry, I can’t.”

What do you mean she asked?

She thought I was having a moral dilemma.

“Why not?” She was hurt.

“Because I came while I was eating you.”

She got genuinely excited. Her eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.

“Can I suck your cum off?”

My pants were gone in a flash and I laid on that same bed and she pounced on my dick.

Pounced.

She had claimed to like cum, but I was flabbergasted how eagerly she sucked it off my cock. And, that was hot. And, in a miracle on par with Lazarus rising from the dead, my cock rose too.

It hasn’t happened before or since like that but I was back. I didn’t know it was physically possible for me, but the hunger she attacked my cock and spunk with — well, it was inspiring.

When I was fully hard in her mouth I was, though usually silent, talking and moaning and telling her how how she was.

She took her mouth off and looked at me.

“Fuck me,” she said.

I nodded.

She let me up, i threw the covers on the floor and knowing she liked to be roughed, I pushed her back spread her thighs and commenced a hard pounding.

Three minutes of as hard and fast as I could, she was moaning again, this time in rhythm to each thrust.

“I am close to cumming,” I whispered.

That flipped a switch in her and she began bucking and moaning in new earnest.

“Cum in me, cum in me, oh cum please!”

“Yes,” i whispered and clenched every muscle as I shot another (probably really small) load.

That either triggered another orgasm in her or she sold it as one because everything tightened and then we collapsed.

I rolled off her after regaining my lost mind and we kissed for the first time and then giggled and snuggled.

She pushed a finger into her pussy and drew it out wet with some cum and sucked it off.

“I love the way you taste.”

My cock twitched again and I deeply regreted the pre-game wank, but it wasn’t to be. After some pillow talk she had to get home — where she later informed me she was not only not expected but ignored — where she masturbated to the memory.

And that ladies, and gentlemen, was my hottest encounter ever.

EDIT: Shitty words and sentences on first run through.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/49stno/the_hottest_encounter_of_my_life_with_a_married