Married 29[F] Fucked my new neighbor while his wife wasn’t home

 
So a few months ago a new couple moved in across the street . The house was brand new and no one had ever lived there before , my husband and I went over and introduced ourselves and we all hit it off right away.

The only thing is the more we hung out and had drinks/BBQ evenings the more you could tell his wife was a total bitch and wore the pants in the house.  Always talking down to him and just got the vibe she was a little jealous cause she doesn’t have a body like mine .

Fast forward one day and I noticed him walking past my house to the mail box and I went out and said hi . We got to talking and he said his wife was out with some friends for the night and he was just going to watch a movie at home , I asked if he wanted company for a little bit , in the most obvious flirting way I could.

Training my[M] Co-Worker[F]: The Beginning.

“Ok. Spill it. What’s bothering you?” I was working on applying an unhealthy amount of hot sauce to my burrito. From the passenger seat of Miranda’s truck, I could see her out of the corner of my eye as I worked. She was fiddling with her nacho box absent-mindedly. As I spoke I could sense her eyes shift to me.
“You won’t let it go until I tell you, will you?” She sighed.
“We have an hour for lunch. We have six hours left in the shift. And I am responsible for training you on the new inventory system. You’re stuck with me.”
“Aren’t you abusing your power? Besides. I’ve been here six months longer than you. How did you get put in charge of training?”
“I don’t sneak off with Mark every break and most lunches to mess around. I used my breaks that I don’t spend with you learning more about the different processes and thinking on how to improve them. Keeps me awake.”
She snorted. “Nerd. Wait. How did you know about me and Mark?!” She sounded worried.

I chased my wife through the woods and fucked her in a public wildlife preserve! [MF]

My wife and I had driven down to south Georgia to drop our son off for a boy scout camp. Afterwards, we decided to drive around and take in the sights. The area wasn’t exactly highly populated, so we were essentially cruising the back roads, blaring the radio and watching the trees whip past us. It was one of those rare moments of adulthood where you felt completely relaxed and unburdened.

A song came on that my wife and I both love– Howl by Florence and the Machine. We started talking about the lyrics, and how the line “I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground” implied this animalistic passion that was that was getting harder to come by in our civilized world. These random car conversations are one of the things I have loved the most about our marriage. My wife loved the idea of being so consumed with passion for your partner that you would hunt them through the wilderness and ravage them. She asked if I would “hunt” her like that. I chuckled at this because my wife had worn an outfit that she knew drove me absolutely wild–a yellow sundress with blue flowers that just barely covered everything it was supposed to and her bright red hair was pulled into pig tails. I was already having trouble keeping my hands to myself, so I told her that I would absolutely hunt for her.

[28F, 25m, 30F] Bitchboi Academy: The Doctor, the bitch, the Mistress

The driveway felt cold on my bare feet as I got into the car. I felt a sense of dread. Iknew earlier that day I was less than ideal for my dominant. As she sat next to me, a smile broke out on her face. I noticed her makeup, immaculately applied as always. Something was wrong. I couldn’t deserve an outing after what I had done. My breath quickened as her smile grew wider

She started the car.

I asked “what’s going on Goddess”. Nothing came from her but silence, and a slight wink that made me slightly unsettled. I searched for a way to respectfully find out more, but nothing came. I certainly didn’t want to be more of a bother, especially because I figured we were headed to one of her friends. She would often punish me with manual labor, and I certainly deserved it this time.

Clearly reading my expression, she laughed and said “We’re just headed to a…date”

So there it was, Mistress OWNER was driving us to a date night, which surprised me because i thought i was in trouble for my earlier misbehavior

[M] seduced by my wife’s former coworker

So yesterday we went out on our friend’s boat. My wife came with me but after a couple hours she was ready to call it a day. I [28]drove her over to the dock on the jet ski to drop her off and she told me she’d pick me up when I was ready.

As I was a leaving the dock, our friends called and asked me to pick up two girls I’d never met before but they both worked with my wife at her old company. They ran into each other on the dock, caught up a little bit but as soon as I saw one of these new girls I instantly was attracted to her (snowboard/wakesurf kinda chick) [30]

She had these sexy tattoos on her ribs and the cutest little tattoos on her arms and under boob. But she knew my wife and we’d be around friends all day so nothing could happen.

Her and I ended up hitting it off all day, chatting about careers, vacations, hobbies everything, even my wife! We stuck by each other all day on the boat and in the water while we were tied up with several other boats.

Co-worker lust

I’ve been at my job 7 years. A new girl started and since day one I caught her staring at me. We exchanged numbers one day because of work. She started hinting that she liked me but I made it very clear I was married. Not sure how the conversation started but we started talking about sex. She mentioned how she was a freak and she loves to suck dick. I caved in and wanted her to go into detail. She told me how she likes to get fucked in the ass and sent me a picture of her ass with a butt plug. She straight up told me she wanted me. She was very detailed on the things that she was ready to do to me. I am a very sexual person but my wife is not. Yes, we’ve had a lot of crazy sex but not extreme. This girl wanted to give me that. I never fucked anal and this girl asked me to fuck her ass first. She wanted me to eat it and make her beg for it. I was confused because I was fantasizing about her.

The Taste of a Coworker v2 [FM][Cheating][Office][Oral]

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I dusted off a story I wrote years ago and tried to spruce it up. Constrictive criticism is welcomed.

Be warned this is a slow burn with perhaps little payoff. It’s mostly backstory, anticipation, and plays out in as realistic a way as possible…which isn’t always the sexiest I suppose.

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When they moved my team into a new location in the building, it didn’t take long for Liz and I to become friends. Married with an infant nearly the same age as my 2nd child, we had plenty to talk about. Sleep cycles, tummy time, funny kid things, annoying kid things, diapers. Her personality is bubbly I would say, definitely a slow to anger type individual who, although we may complain nonstop, she’s still smiling and laughing.

Liz has a medical condition which forces her into an extremely healthy diet. Because of this diet she is petite, with minimal curves. Still, she has beautiful golden shoulder length hair, pale to fair skin, and a wonderful easy smile.

She wanted to get out of her maternity clothes and was maybe rushing back into her regular clothes but thanks to being a new mother she was filling out her clothes a little more than usual. Mind you she was easily an A cup.

Pat and My Wife Part 1 [MF] [Hotwife] [Cuckold]

Patrick and my wife Anna had gone out for drinks last weekend and seemed to hit it off. We’d chatted a bit about pampering her and spoiling her and teasing me. He texts me and tells me he’s taking her out to dinner Friday. He say he has some ideas about the evening and is looking forward to it.

Friday comes and my wife heads out to dinner. She looks stunning. We check in, make sure we’re ok and I tell her to have fun. I get some pics and updates throughout dinner but nothing scandalous. My wife texts me and asks if it’s ok if Pat comes over for a drink. I say sure, and get the house ready.

They arrive and we say hello. I offer them drinks and go make them. When I return they’re snuggled up on the couch and I sit across the way. We catch up, talk about dinner, how the week has been. Pat then mentions that Anna and him have a surprise for you. Anna disappears back into the bedroom for a minute. Pat checks in and makes sure everything is ok. He tells me that’s good, because he’s been eyeing my wife’s ass all night and can’t wait to get his hands on it.

Stay at my side Ch.14 [Friends to lovers] [parents divorce] [comforting] [carrying]

Chapter 14: Parents and kids

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v9hau7/stay_at_my_side_ch_01_childhood/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

I was waiting in the car. Sophie initially sat in the back but moved to the passenger seat after Casey and Mia had left. We didn’t know what was happening inside but we hoped that they would find a solution. We weren’t naive enough to think that we wouldn’t need to comfort them this night but this wasn’t avoidable. Neither of us had a problem with that. I got closer to Casey in these two days and it was somehow sad, that it happened under such circumstances.

Our hopes vanished when the house door flew open and an angry Mia stomped out of the house. She quickly went to the left backseat and slammed the door shut. “Come here!” She pointed to the seat next to hers. Sophie hustled to change back to her seat. From this distance, I could see that Mia had tears of anger in her eyes. My instinct said that it was just her way of being hurt and it was better not to argue with her. My sister had reached the right backseat and Mia instantly wrapped her arms around her waist. She put her head on her lap while facing her stomach and hid it under her shirt. Sophie seemed quite surprised about the affection she got and carefully laid a hand on her head. I couldn’t see Mia’s face because she faced away from me and her head was under my sister’s shirt anyway. I looked at my sister. She understood. I wanted to know whether Mia was already crying or not. Sophie nodded and I turned back around.

[FFM] My first big breakup, my first threesome, my first woman, my first man over the age of 60, my first giant cock

Adam and I got together when I was 23, during our first time at Glastonbury Festival. We made out during Flaming Lips, and we kept making out, and kept seeing each other, until it became clear to us and everyone around us that we were indeed in a relationship. He was a couple of years younger than me. It was fun for several months. We’d talked about going back for our first anniversary, but by that time things had gotten pretty sour. We were arguing constantly; Adam’s drinking was taking a toll. I wasn’t enjoying drinking that much, and usually opted to retreat to the bedroom when he inevitably insisted on getting some cans in. It made him irritable and hostile, which (as well as finding empty Oranjeboom cans all over the house I shared with two friends who weren’t that keen on him) made me irritable and hostile. So we fought a lot. I told him that I wasn’t prepared to get drunk in a field for three days with things the way they are. He went by himself, and I spent our anniversary watching films.