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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

A few weeks ago, I wrote a recollection of an affair that I had when I was married. People seemed to enjoy it and so, with a little encouragement from someone on fab, I have decided to document some more of my transgressions.

In the end, before my wife and I divorced, I ended up cheating on her with a total of seven, or nine women, depending on how you personally define cheating.

Well, first of all, I think cheating is quite a strong word. Technically accurate, but emotionally, life is far more complicated than that. Anyway, Lynn and Sophie were the first two, ( you can search “The truth” in the forum if you want to know more) and oh my goodness, they had really showed me how much I had been missing out on in life. That buzz, the excitement of stepping away from the day to day and allowing yourself to be swept up in something naughty.

The third and fourth women were also linked, but not in the same way as Lynn and Sophie. They both worked in the same place as me, although we were all in completely different areas and jobs.

Jo worked in accounts. I never went in there, but she would often come across into my building, usually to sort out some admin mess that I’d made. She was a quiet, almost odd type. She acted far older than she actually was, she lived alone with 5 cats and you imagined her as the mad old cat lady, even though she was only in her thirties. The other lads used to tease her for sport, nothing sexual, I think they saw her as an oddity and they patronised her a bit. I liked her. She was sincere and nice. She patiently helped me sort out all my admin. I never for one moment felt anything sexual towards her.

Well, that’s until one night when work organised a night out across on the other side of the Pennines and they booked a coach to take about 30 of us to the venue. Others decided to drive themselves there…….

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By *i-anchiMan
5 weeks ago

Leeds and Birmingham

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

saw Jo before we got on the coach to leave. It was the first time that I’d seen her wearing anything other than the normal frumpy work clothes. She was wearing black trousers and a fairly tight black top that showed just a touch of cleavage. Nothing outrageous, but the transformation was striking. We chatted and she was her usual buoyant self. Just a joy to be with.

We all boarded the coach and found seats. I sat with my colleagues and she sat with hers, but I couldn’t resist the odd glance along the trip.

When we got to the venue, we all piled in. It was busy with a show about to start. I didn’t see Joanne all night and forgot about her to be honest, but Christina, one of the car sales people joined our little group. I knew Christina. She had driven there rather than take the coach. Christina was the opposite of Jo, older, confident, gregarious. I knew her husband too. He owned his own garage and I’d often go there for a brew.

Well, the evening went well and Christina and I flirted quite a bit. She was clearly very naughty. Anyway, she said that she was heading off home and asked me if I’d see her to her car, which obviously I agreed to. We slipped away. We didn’t get to her car before she turned to face me and immediately kissed me. My god she could kiss, and I absolutely love a great kiss. Within seconds I’d backed her up to the club wall and we were snogging each other’s faces off. It was absolutely wonderful. I was completely lost in it all the just enjoyed the moment, completely unaware of where we were. Without even knowing, I had my hand up her skirt and had 2 fingers inside her. She had undone my trousers and her hand was gripping my hard cock.

Suddenly we heard voices, jeering. It was the work gang pouring out of the club, ready to board the coach. We stopped what we were doing and tidied ourselves up. She was just asking me to go home with her, and I would have, but from the crowd, Jo appeared, “mr ……………, I didn’t know you were like that, now put her down and get on the coach”. She was right, it was a ridiculous idea, so I made my apologies to Christina and got onto the coach. Christina is one of the 2 women that I don’t consider that I cheated with. I absolutely would have, but I was dragged away.

Anyway, we got onto the coach and everyone spread out a bit, hoping to sleep for a while on the way back. Jo sat next to me……….

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By *y oh myMan
5 weeks ago

Market Drauton

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By *j and c 2Couple
5 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

As we got moving and everyone settled,Jo and I didn’t really say a lot to each other. I suppose I was a little embarrassed and not totally happy at being saved from temptation, but it was fine. I knew that she was right. I had had a few drinks, so I leaned against the window and started to drift off a bit.

I absolutely love that sort of half awake, half asleep hinterland that you get as you drift off. I wasn’t sure, but I thought I felt Jo’s hand touch my leg. I sort’ve half opened one eye and expected to see her nodding off too and her hand accidentally dropping onto my leg, but she was wide awake and looking at me. I smiled and closed my eyes again. Now I felt her hand moving up the inside of my leg. It felt very nice indeed. Very soft, slow, I could sense her nervousness. I didn’t interfere, I let her carry on. I felt her fingers find my cock and I could feel her tracing the outline of it through my trousers. It was a lovely feeling, not just the physical sensation, but the knowledge that she was nervous, knew it was wrong, but she was so tempted, so wanted to explore me. I could feel myself getting harder. She must have felt it too, growing from her touch…… I wondered how far she would go. My mind was racing. I was pretty hard now and she managed to get a proper grip of it, thank god for that baggy trouser fashion.

I opened my eyes and looked at her. She was looking down into my lap. The expression on her face was lovely, half nervous, half naughty excitement. She noticed me open my eyes and looked at me. She smiled. Anyone who has ever experienced such a smile in that sort of situation will know how sexy it is. I genuinely believe that there is nothing sexier than a smile.

The rest of the coach was either fast asleep or right at the back making their own fun, so I decided to be brave. I undid the button on my trousers and pulled the zip down. I adjusted my position to allow the tip of my hard cock to appear out of the top of my pants. I saw Jo anxiously look around the coach and then settle. She put a finger into her mouth and wet it and then rubbed it over my bellend. I felt a little pre cum leak from me. She immediately scooped it up and put her finger back in her mouth, tasting it and smiling.

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By *inacmanMan
5 weeks ago

Claydon

Nice story, please continue with the sexy coach trip

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

Without me saying anything, Jo leant forwards and put her head in my lap. Her long soft hair brushed against my exposed cock. She didn’t do anything except lie her head on it for some time. I could feel her nervousness and I’m absolutely not one to force a situation. I stroked her back and neck gently. The lower edge of her top had pulled out from the waist of her trousers as she had leaned forward. I could just see her soft pale skin and the waist of some Lacy black knickers. I dropped my hand to touch her and run my finger along the lining of her pants. I felt her take a long slow, deep breath and release it with a little shudder. She clearly hadn’t had any sexual contact for a long time, and this was something serious for her.

I felt her shuffle and reposition her head so that she could take my cock in her mouth. It was truly special. She was so gentle. Exactly what I wanted at that moment, no wild rush, just so sensual. She seemed to take a good half of me in her mouth and still be able to lick and kiss my cock. Sex has always been more than 50% a mental stimulation for me, but this intense physical feeling was almost overwhelming.

I don’t know how long I lasted. Her quiet calmness seemed to settle me, but her active tongue excited me. It was absolutely wonderful and I could feel that pulse growing in my balls. I was always a heavy cummer, but after being stopped from cumming once in the night already, I knew that this would be massive.

I felt it start. That wonderful pulse. The intensity of the first spurt was breathtaking for both of us. Very quickly followed by another and another and another. I was flowing freely and Jo was doing her best to take it, but there was too much, and I could feel it running down my balls.

After what seemed like an age, it subsided, leaving my legs trembling. Jo didn’t move. She kept me in her mouth and allowed every last drop to flow. I settled and my cock softened. Jo cleaned me up so perfectly and then seemed to drift off to sleep with a mouth full of my cock. I closed my eyes and let the endorphins flow through my brain as I drifted back into that hinterland.

What a coach trip and what a night. Jo and I became secret lovers after that night.

We would meet whenever we could. She told me that she had only ever had one boyfriend prior to me, and that was years ago. She was like a secret flower. At work she would scuttle around like a mad old lady, and nobody ever have guessed what she was like or what we were doing but in her bedroom she was alive with passion and lust. She loved cum. She loved being covered in it and then she would scrape it off herself with a finger and savour the taste. She knew her body so well and she would take control and ride my leg or my cock or my face so expertly that she would cum in seconds. We would sweat buckets and laugh like idiots. What a lover !!

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By *andy IanMan
5 weeks ago

cheshire/Preston

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By *ormladMan
5 weeks ago

Glasgow/ Kilmarnock

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By *atesey68Man
5 weeks ago

audley

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By *j and c 2Couple
5 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *lderWiserNowMan
5 weeks ago

Kettrin

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

Just as a final post script to this story. It’s incredible, the things that you forget, that come rushing back in the night once you’ve opened the box again.

I remembered last night, that Jo used to say that my cum tasted of American cream soda. How, why or even if that’s true, I’ll never know, and one final memory, Jo was such a sensual lover, whenever we would be in position 69, with me on top, she would so gently suck my whole scrotum sack into her warm mouth and still manage to use her tongue on that super sensitive part of a my body that is just below the sack. I’ve never managed to replicate that pleasure since.

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By *j and c 2Couple
5 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *andy IanMan
5 weeks ago

cheshire/Preston

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By *inky grandadMan
5 weeks ago

Spain

👍🔥🔥

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By *enuine photographerMan
5 weeks ago

Swansea

The others?

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By *enuine photographerMan
5 weeks ago

Swansea

The others?

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

The next couple of flings that I had were pretty much just that, nothing earth shattering, but fun and naughty as extra curricular activities always are, but then I met B.

I first met B in around 2007. We worked in the same trade, both in different companies, and as things are in the world, one company group bought another and all the staff were moved around. That’s how we first met, finding ourselves pushed together by corporate deals.

Anyone who has ever been through one of those processes, knows all too well how difficult the transition can be. Factions and splinter groups…… fear and distrust everywhere, but B was good at her job, extremely good and dedicated and hard working, so I couldn’t help but admire her. If anyone was ever to ask me “what my type is” I’d always say it’s about the person. Sincere, happy, smiley, witty, intelligent …….. and B was all of these. I was extremely attracted to her immediately.

Obviously, I kept all of these feelings completely to myself, but I would find myself daydreaming about her. She always wore a white blouse for work and my goodness, she filled it magnificently.

It got so bad, that sometimes, when I was fucking my wife, missionary style, silently, in the dark, I would close my eyes and remember B in her white blouse….. and I would cum in an instant. She really was something special.

I did absolutely nothing about this desire for years. Smiles and little flirts, but no more. I didn’t think that she really cared one way or another for me, and I like things to come to me rather than me going chasing and being granted something.

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By *andy IanMan
5 weeks ago

cheshire/Preston

Is there more?

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

I never really settled into the new regime at work and so within a year or so of meeting B, I was looking for another job, and found one. Nothing had happened between us and I thought that was the end of it. I moved on. I don’t think we even said goodbye. Life goes on, busy as ever, and people slip from each other’s minds, but B didn’t slip from my mind. Occasionally, work would dictate that I needed help on something that B specialised in, and so I would have to phone. You can imagine my disappointment when someone else would pick up the phone, and my elation when B answered, and the frustration when someone else answered but I could hear B in the background.

I’m a bit more bold on the phone than I am in real life, and so if I got to speak to B, I would flirt quite a bit, and she seemed to respond. She has a laugh that would somehow penetrate my body and I’d be physically excited from flirting on the phone.

Months, possibly even years of these infrequent conversations went on until one day, I somehow devised a way of getting her personal phone number. That’s when the messages started and that’s when the pace of things significantly changed……

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

Within minutes of exchanging mobile phone numbers, I was messaging B, I was feeling braver still by text than I ever was on the phone. I started gently, letting her know that I had always found her incredibly attractive, and how I had often dreamed about what lay beneath those tantalising white blouses. I don’t remember the exact words, but I remember hovering nervously over the send button before saying, “fuck it” and sending it.

You can imagine the nervous wait for a reply. Was I going to get a bollocking, the end of a friendship or even worse, absolutely no reply. I knew B well enough to trust her with the message I had sent. She was always going to deal with it herself rather than go running off to tell someone, regardless of what she thought.

To my absolute delight, a message came back pretty quickly. Again, I don’t remember the words, but I will remember forever how it made me feel. B was up for a good bit of banter. Maybe even more!! Within days we were sharing grainy pictures of parts of ourselves on what are now seen as primitive phones. It was the first time I’d sent or received anything like that, and even though the pictures were pretty indeterminable, the intent and the rush of excitement was like nothing I’d ever known.

B was recently single at the time and back living with her parents, and I was married, and so meeting up was always going to be a challenge. We arranged a car meeting close to my work one night after work. I got there first and nervously waited for a red Toyota to pull up behind me. I was so nervous.

I jumped into her car and we both laughed. I remember the laughter more than anything. We talked for a while. B was speaking quietly, which isn’t her normal tone, so I knew that she was as nervous as me.

I decided to kiss her. That would determine if there was any real chemistry. There is just so much more in a kiss than most people would ever credit. My god, there wasn’t just chemistry, it was a fucking nuclear explosion.

Whenever there is a magical kiss, arms and legs and hands just wander without any type of mental decision. I felt my hand slipping between her legs and she opened them to let me in. It was absolutely wonderful. Genuinely amazing, but I still hadn’t gotten that blouse off her back, which I was now desperate to do, and I so wanted to shoot my load.

We couldn’t stay long, and we couldn’t get up to what we both clearly wanted to get up to, parked in a street in altrincham. We said our goodbyes for the night. Another step closer…… then, I panicked that I hadn’t set the alarm properly at work in my haste to leave, so I nipped back to check it.

I couldn’t help myself when I got to work, I walked into my office, dropped my pants and wanked myself off there and then. And then it dawned on me, why couldn’t I meet her at my work after everyone had gone home……

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By *inky grandadMan
5 weeks ago

Spain

👍🔥🔥

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By *iny123Man
5 weeks ago

Lincoln

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

That night, I messaged B, telling her that I nipped back into work and that I’d shot a massive load all over my desk. Fortunately there had been one of those huge jotter pads on it that reps gave out back in the day, and so it was easily tidied up and in the bin. I told B about my epiphany of us using the office and that I would tell the team at work that I was working late. B was up for it. She sent me a picture of herself with her vibrator deep inside herself, saying she too had been desperate to finish herself off.

We set a date, Monday night. Everyone hated Mondays in the office and they fucked off sharpish. I had all weekend to wait.

Monday came and I couldn’t concentrate on work. I sat at my desk and just waited desperately for everyone to fuck off. And as soon as the last car left the car park, I messaged B.

She must have been waiting because there was a tap on the window within seconds. I let her in and locked the door, leaving the key in the lock so that no bastard could get in and catch us.

We went straight to my office and I ushered B in. She turned to face me and sat on the edge of my desk. Fuck me, she really was the absolute best I’ve ever seen, let alone had the joy of knowing.

We kissed. She could really kiss. I’m pretty sure she could initiate premature ejaculation with the way she kissed. I came up for air and looked at her. She smiled, and I’m pretty sure she could also initiate premature ejaculation with that smile.

She touched the top button of her blouse. That’s all the encouragement I needed. I undid each button clumsily, with fingers that had seemed to turn to lead. She had obviously chosen the underwear to impress. Fuck me, I’m quivering now, just remembering it.

I kissed her neck and she gasped. I was in heaven. Our faces touched and brushed together as we moved between each other’s necks and ears and lips.

I slipped the bra straps from her shoulders and peeled the bra down. She undid my shirt and I felt her enormous tits brushing my chest. Massive hard nipples and soft warm tits. I bent for a taste. She pulled my head into her. I was kissing and sucking and biting and she was loving it.

I felt her fumble at my trousers, pinging them open from the pressure of my hard cock. I felt her hand wrap around my cock. “Ohhhhhhh” she said. It feels good. I took a step back and pushed my pants down. She checked out my cock and then looked at me and smiled. She was down on it in a heartbeat, sucking me in and stroking my balls. She thought she had taken control, but I wanted to drive this one. I cupped her face in my hands and bent to kiss her, pulling my cock from her mouth as I did. When I kissed her, I could taste my own pre cum on her tongue.

I pulled her back into standing and turned her around to face my desk. I hitched her skirt and she leant forwards, putting her hands on my desk. I knelt and slowly pulled her panties down. She stepped out of them and spread her legs, leaning further forwards so that I was presented with the lips of a beautifully shaved pussy. I tasted and fingered, and slipped my thumb deep inside, rubbing the front wall from the inside against my fingers on the outside. She was loving it. Everything on my desk started to get pushed around as she twisted and contorted to make my fingers hit the exact spot that she wanted. She shuddered and suppressed a shout of FUCK !! She was ready for my cock. I stood up and put one hand in the centre of her back to steady us. I grabbed my cock with the other hand and pushed it between her legs. She helped me with her hand coming through her legs to guide me in. Fuck me it felt good. I’m usually a more gentle, sensual lover, but I was so excited that I just fucking smashed it. Crude, but that’s the only description. I was never going to last long, and I didn’t feel that I needed to. B was switering everything off my desk, then grabbing the far side, she lifted her arse high so that my thrusts caught her exactly where she wanted. I felt myself starting to cum and I grabbed her hips and pulled her hard back into me. I held ded still as my cock pulsed and pulsed deep inside her. She felt the throbbing from me and it triggered her again.

We were both breathless. I didn’t pull back for some time until I had completely stopped pumping cum, then I released her hips and reverted back to the gentle lover that I usually am. Slowly and gently I made a few more in and out movements with my softening cock, until I pulled out. B turned to face me and her chest was absolutely bright red. She looked down and smiled, saying, “it does that when I have a massive orgasm………

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By *kpiercedCouple
5 weeks ago

walsall

Lovin these tails

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By *inky grandadMan
5 weeks ago

Spain

Fantastic 👍🔥🔥

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By *cottish guy 555Man
5 weeks ago

London

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

As a final post script to this part of my life.

I have known B now for nearly 20 years. I bet it was the best part of 5 years before we actually even kissed.

Since then, we have drifted in and out of each other’s lives.

I moved with work about 18 months after we started seeing each other.

She soon replaced me with a permanent feature, but occasionally, we get back in touch and when we do, it’s crazy and utterly intense. I think our passions burn so hot that neither of us can sustain them, and so we drift away again, for years even. Sometimes she contacts me, sometimes I contact her. We promise to stop, but seem to find each other again. As I look back, I see her as a sexy red ribbon that weaves in and out of my life. God, the things that we have done. Once, we were messaging intensely and agreed to meet. I waited in my car and she appeared. She got straight in the back, sat in the middle between the front seats and opened her legs. Short skirt, no knickers. I never looked back, but leaned an arm back and finger fucked her until she squirted everywhere, screamed like a banshee and then just left. Not one word spoken. There was another time we were parked up, both in the front this time. She had her blouse undone and her skirt hitched. We were kissing when a big van parked up next to us. It was broad daylight. The driver looked down at us. He knew instantly what was going on. B laughed and turned to look directly at him while I fingered her to climax. He just stared. She gave him a little wave and we drove away. And then there was the time when she was sucking me off in a car park. An attendant obviously sussed what was going on and made himself very visible, but not actually brave enough to knock on the window. I asked B if we should stop and she said no. Let him watch, and if he does knock on, I’ll suck him off while he stands there.

That’s how outrageous it is with B, and probably why we have to keep away from each other in the main.

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By *cottish guy 555Man
5 weeks ago

London

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By *inky grandadMan
5 weeks ago

Spain

Excellent story OP and thank you for sharing it with us 👍🔥🔥

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By *atesey68Man
5 weeks ago

audley

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By *umfun24 OP   Man
5 weeks ago

wilmslow

Someone messaged me in private, asking what I meant by the comment that B could initiate P.E. with just a smile. It wasn’t just a throw away line. I have never known anyone smile like B does when she has had a filthy thought about you. She looks at you and smiles with her whole face somehow. Her eyes absolutely sparkle with naughtiness and there’s just a brightness that comes on literally like a light. I have covered that sparkling face with my cum several times, not deliberately, just because of the effect she has on me and she absolutely loves it for its spontaneity and sincerity, plus, she knows how much I love the clean up, and knows that the clean up will always make me hard again and ready to pay back the pleasure with interest.

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By *j and c 2Couple
5 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *nonymousSwingerMan
4 weeks ago

cambridge

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