[MF] [Adultery] Karen PT 2 Meeting Again

**Disclaimer**

**Before you read, please know that this story deals in adultery and infidelity.**

**If that is not your thing then please don’t cause yourself undue stress by continuing to read.**

To catch you up quickly, Karen is a 42 year old divorced co-worker. She is 5’8” and slender.

Her and I got to know each other on a more intimate level following a company get together.

You can read about that [HERE – KAREN PT 1.]([/r/sexystories/comments/dsiu7c/str8_mf_adultery_employee_appreciation_day/](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/dsiu7c/str8_mf_adultery_employee_appreciation_day/) )

During the drive home, I couldn’t help but smile at everything that had transpired that afternoon.

In the past 9 months of working for this company, I had wondered on more than one occasion “What If” about Karen, and low and behold, I got some of those questions answered. The moans and verbal outcries 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.

Romantic sex during vacation [MF] [str8] [preg] [oral] [romantic] [anal] [naval kiss] [naval lick]

My name is john. A couple of months ago, my wife Sandra and I went to Pismo beach, California to celebrate our 1 year anniversary of our marriage. We stayed there for about a week. During that week, we had lots of fun. We went to tours, restaurants, bars, and of course, the beach. During our 5th day though is when the fun really began.

Sandra and I always wanted to have a child. We’ve thought about it long and hard and we decided to make love during our vacation. Plus it was our 1 year wedding anniversary so I thought that would be a perfect time. We decided to do it in our hotel room during the sunset. Our room had a beautiful beach view. We put up some candles and we began,

We got onto the bed and Started to make out, and I slowly got on top of Sandra. As we were kissing, We were struggling to get our clothes off until when I just had my underwear left and she had her bra and panties on. Her bra and panties had a really sex color. It’s blended in with red and black. For me, I wore a very short black thong with my huge long erected cock just stretching out. I wore it just for this moment. She giggled because she obviously loved my short thong. I just winked with satisfaction.

Family Sex Party [sister; cousin; others; orgy]

By J.K. Jones

My sister Cheryl asked me if I wanted to go to an orgy with her. We had just finished fucking and were lying together in her bed, spooning our naked, sweaty bodies, a small spattering of juice and cum here and there on our crotches. Her fingers were lightly playing with my chest hair, and I could feel her large tits against my arm and shoulder as she lay half upon me.

“Um, sure I guess,” I said. “Have never been.”

“These are people I met through Tinder,” Cheryl told me. “Nice people, sexy. My friends Calvin and Stephanie are going to host something. Eight or ten people I think. They don’t know you are my brother.”

“And everyone fucks each other?” I asked, more curious than excited. It was such an odd concept to me.

My sister giggled, and flicked my nipple. “The guys all play straight. If we play, you’ll probably end up fucking some of the girls.

“Oh, ok, and you’d be okay with that?” I asked.

“Sure, but you’ll have to be okay with watching me get fucked by other guys, and suck other dicks. Think you can handle that?”

Uber driving slut mom treats Vegas loser [FM]

Hey y’all,

Crazy week. I found out from my husband that he’s going to take a job supporting an Air National Guard unit out of Travis AFB in Northern California. We’re going down over Thanksgiving to find a home to rent and then move and be living there right after the new year.  I was really starting to enjoy living in Seattle so this is yet another big change and I’m honestly stressed with the change. That said it does look like a lovely place between Napa, San Fran and Sacramento.

To take my mind off it I wanted to get out and drive for Uber and have any fun that may come from it. When I’m really looking for fun it normally doesnt take long to find some. I’ve been spending a bit of time driving out of Paine Field as most people are at least driving around a $50 worth of distance and seem to react well in tips to my revealing manner of dress and flirtation, even if I don’t blow them haha.

The Island – Part Five (MMF, Bi, Cuck, Cum.)

After the activities of that morning, Scott and Rachel spent the rest of the day in relative isolation, sitting by the pool and trying to comprehend the situation they found themselves in. Here they were, two newlyweds, just days after saying their vows, both owned by a more powerful man.

As they stared at one another, the memory of their regular life faded away.

That evening, Rachel and Scott returned to the main house for dinner. Paul served four courses, sitting at the head of the table and holding Rachel’s hand from time to time. Scott watched longingly, his cock already re-charged from the mornings ordeal. Because Paul had not given the command to take out the buttplug, Scott sat at the dinner table, with the glass phallus locked in his butthole.

After dinner, Paul took Rachel by the hand and led her towards his bedroom. Obediently, Scott followed a few paces behind. As they stepped through the doorframe, Paul said “Rachel, there is an outfit for you in the closet, please put it on. Scott, follow me…”

Another couple for better or worse [group]

She looked good you thought, it had been awhile since she was dressed up. 13 years of marriage and 2 kids but she was still attractive. You even caught a few coworkers trying to peak down her dress as they stopped to say hi. You loved her but miss the old her, the free wheeling girl in college. She wasn’t that anymore, but neither were you. Too much beer and burgers not enough gym time.

You saw us walk in, the new guy. He hasn’t made himself one of the guys yet. Working hard for new clients, ordering salads at the lunches. He actually used the company gym. Now he is wearing a perfectly tailored blue suit. Then you saw me, a myth amongst the office for the last few months. How much younger was I 10 years? 15?. Wearing a floor length black dress with a slit up the sides to mid thigh, and a plunging neck that went almost as low. This wasn’t even appropriate you thought as you couldn’t take your eyes off me. Your wife noticed you know.

Our [MF] weekend at a lake with another couple [MF]

Our weekend at the lake with another couple [MFMF]

I’ve always been a lurker but after years of enjoying the stories I thought I would contribute :) most of this is true!

My husband, Grant, and I had planned on a little trip on the lake. We’d been planning the little get away for weeks. At the last minute, Grant’s best friend from college, Paul, called. Paul and his wife, Claudette, were going to be in town that weekend and wanted to stop by. Before I knew what was happening, Grant had happily invited them to spend the weekend with us on the lake. When Grant hung up the phone, one look at me told him how thrilled I was about the whole thing. I had been planning on a little one-on-one time between the two of us. So much for that idea.

As the weekend rolled around, I grew more used to the idea of spending the time with friends. I figured Claudette and I could lay out in the sun while the guys fished or whatever. I could handle that. I’d just put the romance I had planned on hold until after the weekend.

Treat Day [MF] [Oral] [creampie] [rom]

“Everyone needs an occasional treat day. It makes the rigors of life worthwhile.”

That was the mantra that Wesley Wyatt preached to his clients as their personal trainer, certified nutritionist, and sometimes life coach. It helped communicate the message the health, beauty, and vitality required hard work and incredible discipline. Achieving any worthwhile goal demanded some amount of sacrifice, including the strain of exercise or the distress of abstaining from delicious food.

Wesley learned that first a college athlete turned and again as an assistant coach. Having been sickly, overweight, and unhealthy as a kid, he valued those lessons more than most. He tried to impart them onto his clients, as well. However, another part of that lesson involved tasting the fruits of their labor and not just with respect to looking good at the beach.

He actually encouraged his clients to set aside a certain time of the week to enjoy a special treat. Other trainers called it a “cheat day.” He called it a “treat day.” To Wesley, it wasn’t just a tactic to help others endure the demands of his program. It acted as a catalyst that made people hungrier for life’s greater joys. In his experience, it motivated people more than barking orders.

Summer Loving with my Ex and Our Friend – LONG [FMF]

We weren’t allowed to stay in the dorms over summer but I kept my job and would drive the hour and a half down the coast to work a day here, a day there.

My ex had gotten a place off campus with a mutual friend of ours. They shared the house with a married couple who worked in the area.

Naomi – my ex – and I weren’t on the best of terms; it was a messy, slow, and painful breakup, not made any easier by the fact that we were still deeply attracted to each other. The relationship was toxic, but the sex was addictive.

One day, my ex invited me over to see the place and we immediately wound up in her bedroom. We agreed that we were not getting back together but the sex was too good to stop. It was decided that I could stay with her whenever I had to work a shift in the area… which would become more frequent.

That was a fun summer, but one night immediately sticks out on top the rest, though I do warn you that whatever you think is going to happen… think again.