9 comments/ 89843 views/ 3 favorites Rebecca's Choice By: TQM You'd think that the person you'd know best would be yourself. That's what I thought anyway. My life seemed set. I'm young, 24, slim, attractive, have a fun job, happily married to a great guy, and saving our money to buy our first house. No complaints. I always have enjoyed sex and my husband is great in bed. I've never looked elsewhere – in fact never even thought about looking elsewhere. There have been a few occasions where guys have made moves on me – but I always put a quick end to it. Then I got a glance of him. He was walking down the aisle in my office with his own entourage following. He was being guided by the executive assistant to the president of my company. That is where he was headed. He was so hot. I've seen many good looking guys, but I've never had such an instantaneous sexual response to a man. He was slim, but fit, dark hair – his suit looked very expensive, and – oh I don't know what. All I know was that he turned me on. He walked by and I'm sure he noticed my legs. I was wearing a short, but not too short white skirt. Now I want to make it clear – I did not give it even a second's thought – the idea of going to bed with him. It was 45 minutes later that such a thought hit me like ton of bricks. Yes, it was 45 minutes later that a group of us were summoned in by the president. We would be working on this new account. Several times he gave me the once over with his eyes. Though I didn't acknowledge it, I was internally responding sexually. I was imagining what he would be like. Still – I knew in my heart I would never do it. But it was fun imagining it. It was actually the first time in my 15 months of marriage that I had even had a fantasy about another man. I felt naughty and this turned me on even more. ...................................... Decision time. He's made a move. I now know he's the VP of a big company. He's the son of a very wealthy family. He's a total hottie. And he makes me wet. He wants to pick me up right after work to go to his place. Without actually saying it, he's telling me he wants me in his bed. I told him I'm married and responds asking me when I'm off. Do I tell him? I know there is a good chance I will hate myself and be overcome with guilt if I cheat on my husband. I know that the odds are I'd just be a flavour of the week for this guy. So I decide to tell him I can't. "I'm flattered, really I am, but I just can't". He looks at me with those eyes. "Then let me pick you up after work. If you can't I'll take you home – or wherever you want to go. And if you change your mind...... . Now when did you say you get off of work?" I felt weak in the knees. I told him 5. He left with a "see you then". I was a wreck. It struck me that being unfaithful actually came in degrees. First, there was the very thought of it – that I actually thought about another man sexually. And now, I had agreed to meet this man after work. True – I hadn't agreed to bed him. But I had agreed to be with him, instead of hopping on the public transportation and going straight home. I realized I needed to improve my resolve. I called my husband at his office. We said the usual things. Before he hung up I blurted out that I'd be late this evening. I told him we were working on a big new project. I had surprised myself. But while talking to him, I realized that I was still very much considering being unfaithful. I realized that deep down, I hadn't made a final decision, and in case – just in case of the possibility, I wanted to let him know I'd be late. I now had everything covered. I was left with nothing more than two perfectly defined options and nothing new could develop. Either I remain faithful to my loving good husband or I cheat on him with a young hot stud who I've said less than 50 words too. Then I got to thinking – what if this guy, for whatever reasons, wants something longer term? I'd be having an affair with hot stunning rich guy. What if it developed into something more? What if I reached a point where I had to choose and loved both men? I realized the odds were that I'd be a flavour of the week. I realized that the possibility of one day being married to this new guy was completely remote. And then I realized that either way, I come out ahead. You see, if I'm just the flavour of the week, then the relationship will have been meaningless. If I'm just the flavour of the week, what I get is sex with a guy I'm drooling over, without any baggage. On the other hand, if, however remote, there is the possibility that I'd find him an even better guy than my husband (who I do love dearly in spite of what you think), I could only find this out by going with him now. Either way, I'd be better off by following my sex urges over my heart. ...................................... My blouse was unbuttoned and he cupped my breasts as we french kissed. My sexual desire felt like a current running through me – up and down my legs, in my stomach, focused on my breasts, in and around my lips and tongue, and of course, with his finger pressing against my clitoris, throughout my pubic area. He told me to take off my wedding ring. After all, I was going to be completely unfaithful. Being unfaithful has two components. First, I wanted – no – needed – to be satisfied by this man. Second, in return, I wanted to satisfy him. These are separate desires. Honestly I don't know which was worse to do to my husband. But I wanted both. ....................................... I wrapped my left hand around the bulge in his pants. I caressed it. I was soon to discover that his package was a little longer and a little thicker than my husband's. My husband is very good in bed. But I found out that size also matters. ....................................... He called me a taxi. I raced to get dressed and I tried my best to get that "I've just had the greatest fuck of my life" look off my face. God he was hot. I felt like such a whore. I didn't mind this. Rebecca's Choice On a cold, snowy evening, darkness filled the scene right outside the set of "Sarah's Choice." Looking out the window, Rebecca St. James, the female lead, shook her head. "Looks like another cold night," she said to nobody in particular. "I'd be happy to walk you home," said her co-star, Julian Bailey. Rebecca turned and smiled. "Actually, I wouldn't mind working on our scene a little," she said. Now the set emptied except for Rebecca and Julian. She advanced towards him. "Now, where were we?" Rebecca walked over to the bedroom set. Julian followed. Now she turned toward him. The scene was a scene in which Rebecca's character, Sarah Collins, and Julian's character, Matt, are being romantic in Sarah's room. Now Julian held Rebecca in his arms. She embraced him. "Yes, this was it," said Rebecca. Her hands were by his collar; his were on her waist. Rebecca smiled. "Hold me close," she said. "Let your love surround me." "That's not in the script," Julian replied with a chuckle. "I know," Rebecca cooed. " you first showed up on the set."But I've been wanting you since we started filming." She kissed Julian aggressively. Her tongue rolled around Julian's mouth. "Let's try it, it could be good," Rebecca said. Now she grabbed Julian's crotch. His hand slid from her waist to her butt. He pulled her close to him. "You are what I'm longing for," Rebecca said. As she began to unbutton Julian's shirt, she felt his hand on the strap of her jumper skirt. His jacket came off. Rebecca's jumper fell to the floor. She sat down on the bed to take off her boots. As he began to pull them off, Julian sat down next to her. He was so close that they touched. His hand moved up Rebecca's back inside her shirt. Now he started to blow in Rebecca's ear. "Mmmm," Rebecca said. "That's nice." Julian smiled. She turned and kissed him. Quickly she removed her boots. "I bet you're really good," Rebecca said. Now Julian unlatched her bra. Rebecca's hand was inside Julian's pants. Now she unzipped them. "I bet you are too," said Julian. Rebecca was very turned on. They rolled on the bed together. Rebecca kissed him, a long,. hot lover's kiss. Quickly the lovers finished stripping each other. Rebecca lay in Julian's arms wearing only her skimpy panties. He wore only his shorts. "I can sure see why Matt likes to make love to you," Julian said. Julian's hand was on Rebecca's breast. "Thank you," said Rebecca. "I can definitely see why Sarah likes it too." She laughed. Her hand was inside his shorts. His organ was getting very hard. Julian slipped his hand inside her panties and began to finger her. Rebecca was trembling. "Just a little bit o' love goes a long long way," she said. Now she slid off her sheer, slight panties. "I could stay with you forever here," said Rebecca. Now she rolled on top of Julian and kissed him passionately. He sucked on her nipples and continued to finger her. His hands ran gently up and down her naked body. Now she began to kiss his chest. She continued moving down his body. She pulled his shorts off. Rebecca kissed Julian's cock. Now she took it in her hand. She placed her hand under his balls and rolled them around while she stroked his organ with her other hand. Again Julian fingered her. Julian began to dribble. Rebecca sat up. Now she slid on top of Julian's face. He began to run his tongue throughout her female area. Rebecca began to moan and shiver with pleasure. Rebecca shifted her position so her head was at the foot of the bed. Now she began to lick his big, stiff organ. Julian's face was buried in Rebecca. She took his cock in her mouth. Eagerly she licked and sucked Julian until he came. She licked it all up and swallowed it. "Mmmmmm," Rebecca said, licking her lips seductively. Again she took Julian's organ in her hand. Once more she began rolling his balls and rubbing him. It wasn't very long before Julian started to get hard again. Now Rebecca rolled over on her back. "Take me," Rebecca said. "Take me now! Take all of me!" Julian mounted her. As Rebecca spread, Julian's hot rod slipped easily inside her. With a passionate kiss, he entered her. She wrapped her arms tightly around him. As Julian pumped and pumped, Rebecca pulled him into her. The lovers went at it hard. Both of them were sweating on this cold night. Rebecca kissed Julian. She began to shiver with pleasure. Now she let out a scream. "Yes! Yes! Ooooooh yeeeessss!!!" With that, Julian began to spew his jism in Rebecca. Now he was spent. He rolled off her and the lovers lay together. "That was even better than I imagined," Rebecca said breathlessly. "All I can say is wow." "You were great!," Julian exclaimed. Rebecca smiled and kissed him.