I’ve been lurking here for a while now and decided to finally share a story or two about my married FWB.
He used to work on one of the manufacturing floors I have responsibility for as an engineer and we started talking a lot since we worked closely together on a couple projects, and our conversations quickly took a sexual turn because his sex life had turned stale. We’ve been fucking for about a year and a half now, whenever he can safely sneak away, and it’s been the best sex of my life (not sure if that’s something about married men, since this is the only married man I’ve had sex with, but I’m loving it). Now he works the overnight shift in another department, but sometimes I stay late enough to sneak away with him to a little closet in the basement. The last time we did that, I decided to give him a little extra treat and wore a skirt to work with thigh-highs and no panties, put my hair in pigtails, and put a butt plug up my ass just before he’d be coming into work. I’d told him the night before that I just might do that, so as soon as he got to our little closet and grabbed me and started kissing me his hands went right to my ass checking to see if the plug was in there. He said, “how long has that been in there?”