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One and the Other Ch. 02

By: D_rwc



This is a continuation of the story.


It had been a fitful night for me. Fantasy and reality had mingled and it played havoc on my dreams.

Age old daydreams haunted me throughout the night. I fucked my tenth grade 'American novel' teacher on her desk. My college girlfriend ground her pussy against my face while making out with my first boss who bounced on my cock at the old summer camp I went to as a teen. It was hazy, but I may have jerked off onto Abigail Adams tits (maybe it was Marie Antoinette).

I woke up tired, showered, kissed my sleeping wife and left for the office.

I got in early as I generally do and sat down to plow through the inane communications that make people feel secure in their jobs.

Halfway through the list was an email from my lover.

This was out of the ordinary. We never spoke through email, I didn't know she even had my address.

All it said was; "I need to meet."

I knew it had to be important so I responded in the affirmative. We quickly set up a time/place. With her place on the other side of town and her apparent urgency we decided to meet behind the local supermarket. It has a large wraparound parking lot and that area is fairly secluded and always filled with employee cars.

As I started to clear the work from my desk my mind wandered. What could possibly be so important? Was it bad? Was it good? I was reasonably sure my wife had a good time, although the only interaction we had was the vodka fueled primal blow job she had given me the night before.

My mind wandered back to that moment. My wife fist fucking my cock, milking my balls, catching my cum as it erupted into her mouth. the swallowing, the moaning, the amazing release.

Before I knew it I was on my way to the meet up. I pulled into the lot and saw her car with a space next to it. I pulled in. The spot was secluded enough that we wouldn't be seen... probably. As expected employee cars were parked all around and there were some large trucks blocking views from the main street.

No sooner had I stopped the motor than she was out of her car and in the back seat of mine. I drive a large SUV, the kind that give people fits of self righteous indignation, which always makes me smile, the back seat is large and the windows are darkened. I climbed out of my seat and into the back with her.

"what is going on?" I asked.

"I needed to see you. I have to tell you about last night." She said.

"I couldn't wait till we met tomorrow?" I asked

"No, it couldn't."

"OK, tell me what happened."

She began "I walked into the bar, and the timing was perfect, just as I was trying to get close, the guy next to your wife stepped away from the bar carrying drinks. So I stepped right in. I ordered a Vodka Soda just as your wife was putting her empty glass on the bar, she said 'I'll have one of those too'. I smiled, she smiled we began to chat."

She smiled wickedly.

"Your coaching was good. Almost everything you told me about her was helpful."

"Almost everything?" I said.

"Yeah, I don't think you know her as well as you think, or maybe she just likes being somebody else when she's out".

"Maybe, but I think I know her pretty well. whatever, go on."

"Well, we left the bar and got a table, before long we were giggling and rating the people in the bar, you know, 'she's fat, he's ugly, I bet he's got a big dick', that sort of thing. She asked if there was anyone here that I'd consider going home with. I looked her in the eye and said 'yes'. I could see from her expression and reddening cheeks that she knew who I was talking about. She got a little flustered and stammered a bit saying something like 'I I I'm married you know'. I told her I did, that I saw her ring."

As my lover told me of her seduction of my wife I could feel my heart beat change, I felt my body temperature rise, and I felt my cock begin to swell in my pants. 

"We sat quietly for a moment" She continued "I started to apologize for coming on to her, but she stopped me, she told me that she was attracted to me too, but that she was nervous. I leaned close and put my hand on her knee. When she didn't pull away, I thought for the first time that this might actually work. I asked if she'd ever been with a woman.'

"And?" I asked excitedly.

She looked at me with an 'I know something that you don't' smile and said nothing.

"Oh, come on. spill it." I said.

"She has..." My lover said hesitantly then changing the subject said, "We sat for a moment quietly then she got up and walked away. I thought that was it, I blew it; but she came back saying that she had paid the bill. Your wife said 'no promises, but she'd like to try'"

"We left, and went back to my place." she said.

I had a million questions, but I sat quietly and waited.

"We got to my place and stood there in that awkward silence for bit. I made my move I stepped close, and I kissed her."

I felt a rush of excitement, and my erection was now straining against my pants as I imagined them together. 

"I could tell she was nervous, her lips were held tightly together, and I felt like she was deciding whether or not to go on. I don't know what she was thinking but after a moment I felt her lips soften against mine, and I felt her fingers running up the back of my hands and over my wrists. She ran her hands up my arms and put a hand around my neck, pulling me to her. Each passing second she became hungrier and more aggressive. I was so fucking turned on by your wife, or maybe it was that our plan was working, whatever the case, I wanted her more than ever. She parted her lips and I felt her tongue explore my lips. I don't know how long we stood there, but her mouth on mine, her tongue probing me, teasing my lips, and my tongue was heavenly, I could have stayed there all night."

I watched my lover close her eyes and I could see she was watching the moment play back her hands running absent minded, slowly up and down her thighs.

She continued. "Your wife had run her hands up and down my body, as I held her mouth to mine, I felt her explore down my back, and over my ass. Holding my butt tightly she pulled my hips to hers. I could feel our sex grinding, like two high school kids making out. She took the hem of my skirt and raised it, exposing my ass. I felt her hands on my panties, soft hands kneading my butt pulling me to her." She paused "Here, I was nervous because I was bringing your wife home. I thought I was gonna do the fucking, but she had me completely in her control." Another pause. She broke the kiss, and sat me in that big chair in the living room, you know the one?"

"Yeah, it looks kinda like a throne." I replied.

"Yeah, she sat me down..." My lover continued. "I thought she was going to do a strip tease or something, which would've been hot, but she didn't. She slowly knelt down running her hands down my front. My nipples were so sensitive I thought I'd cum when she brushed against them even through my top and bra; but she continued down till her hands were on my thighs and she was kneeling before me."

I imagined the scene, with a combination of jealousy and delight, wishing I could have been there.

"She put her hands on my knees and spread my thighs, running her fingers up the inner parts of my thighs." She said. "I wanted to rip my clothes off, but your wife was in charge and I was on for the ride. I was so turned on that I was a little embarrassed by how soaking wet my panties were, but when she saw the wet spot she cooed and ran her fingers closer to my pussy, but still just teasing me by running them up along my inner thighs. I wanted her so badly, I wanted to feel her mouth on me, I wanted her tongue on my clit, I wanted her fingers inside me." My lover confessed. "I kept sliding my hips closer and closer to the edge of the chair, and I kept spreading my legs wider and wider, I Finally said 'God I want you so bad', which made her smile and finally she kissed my thigh. She kissed her way up my thigh, licking and kissing her way closer and closer to my soaking pussy."

I remembered the way my wife had gone down on me the night before, similar in a lot of ways to the experience she was giving my lover. I listened as she continued.

"I couldn't take it anymore and I put my hand on her head trying to pull her mouth to me. That was when she ran her finger over my pussy. I shuddered and was instantly covered in goosebumps, she saw what it did to me and ran her finger again over the soaked silken panties, outlining my labia and circling my swollen clit. I could feel the orgasm building inside me, she must have felt it too, because she kept me building slowly slowly slowly. She ran her fingers underneath my soaked panties and pulled the fabric aside. She was close to me, so close I could feel her breath, warm on my skin. I pulled my legs up and was able to hook my heels in the arms of the chair. I sat there spread as wide as I could as she ran large circles around my labia." 

Her voice changed, taking on a dreamy quality. I had never seen my lover like this, and I had certainly never seen my wife like that.

"She kept circling my pussy." My lover continued, "I could feel my wetness flowing freely, and I could feel her fingers running through my juices then up and over my pussy lips then around and down again. I felt the circles getting smaller and smaller, zeroing in on my clit, but never touching it."

Her voice changed again. "I begged her, I wanted to cum so badly, I wanted her to eat me and fuck me, I wanted her tongue deep inside me. I wanted her finger to probe my ass, but she wouldn't, she kept making circles and circles, it was driving me insane. I tried to move my hips to get myself off on her finger. I tried to position myself so she'd slide inside, but she didn't. With her free arm she held me in place, her hand spreading my labia. I bucked my hips and begged for her to fuck me, I was getting angry and frustrated. and she kept doing those circles, always just around my clit, always just keeping me on the edge. I finally stopped grinding, hoping I could relieve the tension somehow." 

She paused and I watched as she hiked up her skirt. She said, "Look, just thinking about it has me soaked again." Her neatly trimmed pussy was glistening with wetness. "See what she did to me?" My lover spread her legs and slid her fingers over her lips. "Like this" she showed me how the circles that had tortured her. 

"It was when I finally stopped forcing it," she said. "It was when I gave in and all but collapsed that she took me". My lover was now rubbing her pussy with long slow strokes from clit to anus. "When I couldn't take it any more, that was when she finally made me cum. Her first touch was so gentle, but it sent lightning through me. I remember saying 'Oh fuck' over and over as her circles had finally found their way to my aching clit. 'oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck' I kept saying!" My lover exclaimed as she masturbated in the back seat of my car. "When I cameIt wasn't a wave building, it was a dam bursting. 'OH FUCK OH YES OH FUCK!' I screamed as your wife brought me to the edge. I felt every muscle in my body contract at the same moment. I felt my pussy and my ass spasm, I felt a rush of juice from deep inside me. Again and again the electricity and the spasms ripped through me." 

She was now rubbing her pussy freely and quickly.

She stopped "That is why I had to see you." She said. "She did that to me without ever putting a finger inside me. I can't stop thinking about it. I've masturbated a dozen times and it's not enough. I need a cock inside me. I need to be fucked right now." 

I leaned across and kissed her mouth hard. She kissed me back hungrily, wantonly as she fumbled with the buckle on my belt. I positioned her so that she could spread her legs easily. I took over from her and undid my belt and dropped my pants. My erection was hard an bobbed with my heart beat. Without ceremony she grabbed it and positioned the head against her sodden pussy.

"Fuck me, fuck me now" she hissed.

It was tough to find a good position but I was able to force myself with my knees in the footwells and feet crammed under the driver and front passenger seat.

With a thrust I penetrated her. She clung to me and whimpered "Of fuck yes" I slid out and entered again, hard and fast "Yes, fuck me hard!" She yelled. 

The stress position I was in gave me leverage I don't often get in bed. I was able to piston my thighs back and forth. As I found a rhythm I thrust harder. She bit my shoulder and clung to me as I pounded her. 

She cried "Oh yes, Oh fuck YES!"

I knew the car was rocking and I no longer cared. The story and the uninhibited passion of my lover was bringing me close. She rocked her hips meeting my thrust, then pivoting back she was riding my cock on the way out. 

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna, I'm gonna...!" She cried.

I had heard this before and it always sent me over the edge, I felt my cock swell, I felt the tingle shoot from my groin through me. I felt like I could hang on a bit longer and I loved the sensation of driving so hard against her, my cock sliding in and out and in and out of the place my wife had been just the evening before.

My (and now my wife's) lover let out a guttural cry and clawed me to her with strength I found hard to believe.

This sent me over. I felt the explosion, I felt hot cum explode into her pussy. I felt a second wave and I felt load after load as I thrust deeply. Her grinding began erratic and my thrusts became hard, and deep, with a pause between. As I tried to maintain that otherworldly feeling. I held her tightly and I lost coordination in my hips. I collapsed against her.

We had fogged up the windows and I couldn't see anything outside. We stayed there until we came back to earth. I finally asked.

"So? What happened next?"

My lover thought back I could see her drift back to the memory "When I finally came down, soaked, and spent, I wanted to try to do for her, what she did to me. I stood and kissed her, she kissed me back, but she broke the kiss saying 'it's late, and time to go home'. She turned to the door and I asked if I'd see her again."

"What did she say?" I asked.

"Perhaps." my lover said.

End Part 2

One and the Other Ch. 02b



As I rode home that night I felt as if there were a thousand voices inside my head, begging and pleading with me, to conjure up the shades that had brought me to this place. To fill in every gap and tie up every loose end to explain explicitly why I would take a lover when I had such a wonderful wife and why I would allow my lover to take my wife to bed.

I had dated my wife Sarah for many years before we finally married.

When we met, we were both seniors in High School. We became friends and hung around a lot. 

One night we were at a drunken high school party held by Sarah's best girl-friend, the party was for Sarah's 18th birthday. It was getting late and many of the party goers had passed out, hooked up or gone home. It was then that my future bride offered to show me around. We wandered around the large house moving from room to room, when we came to a darkened hallway that led to the bedrooms.

Sarah took my hand and crept along the hallway to a door that was closed except for a small crack.

"This is April's room" Sarah whispered. 

April was the girl hosting the party. She was a pretty with big boobs and wide hips. She also was unable to be quiet for more than 15 seconds at a time. In true April style we could hear her through the door.

Sarah reached out and slowly pulled open the door until we could see inside.

We were concealed by the dark hallway and a dim light was all that illuminated the bedroom. Inside we saw that April sat on her bed with her back to us, topless. It was immediately clear that she was riding someone cowgirl style.

I was instantly turned on but a little embarrassed seeing this with my 'pal' Sarah next to me. 

"She is such a little slut" Sarah whispered.

"We should...." I started.

"Shhhh" Sarah hissed and jerked my hand.

April was giving a running commentary as she rocked on whoever it was beneath her.

"Oh God, I love your cock" She moaned. "I love to ride you like this. I can feel you so deep inside me.

I could see her heavy tits swing as she alternately rocked and bounced on the lucky guy beneath her. 

For his part I only heard moans and couldn't figure out who it was. His hand went to her swinging tits and gently caressed them.

"You like my tits don't you? I love my tits." April declared. "squeeze them for me."

I could see the tits give under the hands grasp.

"Like this." April said as she took his hand in hers and squeezed hard. He needed no more encouragement and squeezed and pulled at the marvelous globes she offered him.

"YES!" April cried and began bouncing enthusiastically on the dick beneath her.

"Don't stop, don't stop" April said over and over.

She put her hands on his chest and bounced higher and faster. The guy moaned as she fucked him.

I still held Sarah's hand and noticed our palms were slick with sweat. I looked at her as she stared transfixed at the scene in front of her. I could see she was breathing heavily and her nipples were hard underneath her tight t-shirt. I had of course fantasized about her, but I had never seen her in such a sexual light before. My already hard cock swelled further.

The guy began bucking his hips beneath April. She bent forward and fed one of her large tits to him.

"Suck that tit" She commanded "Oh fuck yeah, suck it harder oH.. Oh God. Oh fuck!"

The guys hips bucked, and now that she had leaned forward I could see his cock disappearing inside her with each thrust. His hands went to her ass squeezing and pulling as I heard a muffled cry. His hips froze, then began thrusting with a renewed fury.

The two moaned for a few thrusts more then collapsed.

"Ok let's go" Sarah whispered and led me down the hall, quickly this time.

We got to the end of the hall and turned a corner, then another corner. She pushed open a door and pulled me in.

It was the laundry room. I couldn't tell much about it, because it was dark, but the fresh aroma of detergent and dryer sheets was a dead giveaway.

Sarah wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled my mouth to hers. I was surprised with her ferocity but also utterly and completely turned on.

We kissed and hugged for a long time, like high school kids do. Then our hands began to roam. I felt over her shoulders down to her hips, then up to her pretty firm young breasts. Her nipples were as hard as they had been earlier and I pinched at them through her ts. She reached down crossing her arms and pulled the top off over her head. She was tan except for the milky regions of her breasts which seemed to glow in the dark.

My hot sweaty hands immediately went to those perfect tits. I squeezed and pulled and explored finally bending down and taking that hard long nipple between my lips.

She gasped and held me tight. I suckled her hard and she pulled herself against me. Her hands ran down over my back and clawed their way up. I felt her step between my leg and straddle my thigh. We did an awkward slow dance with my mouth on her tit and her crotch grinding against my thigh. The more I sucked, the more she ground. 

Sarah broke my hold on her and stepped back.

"Do you have any...?" she asked.

I reached for my wallet and pulled out a condom.

"Phheew" She exhaled. 

She stepped close and reached for my shorts, she undid them expertly and pulled them to the floor kneeling as she did so.

I stared down at Sarah, as she looked at the bulge in my boxers. She reached out and ran her palm over my cock from balls to the waistband of my underwear. Then she pulled them down exposing me to her. She ran her fingers along the shaft then took me in her hand. She looked up at me and smiled sweetly, then she opened her mouth and took me in.

At this point I had only received head a couple of times and it was all I could do to keep from cumming instantly.

Sarah knew my predicament it seemed. She took me out of her mouth and slowly stroked me, helping me become accustomed to the sensation.

"Do you like that" She asked.

I nodded.

"Good." She said.

As my breathing slowed she went back down on me, sucking the head and gently pumping the shaft, occasionally cupping my balls. She sucked and licked and tongued my cock tip taking the pre into her mouth. I could see her tasting it on her tongue as though it were a fine wine.

She stood and began to unbutton her jeans.

"Put that thing on" She said.

While I fumbled with the condom she lowered her jeans revealing a perfect hourglass shape with a small mass of hair at the crotch. She stepped to me and turned her back at the same time. she leaned against me facing away, her hand behind her back, feeling my latex clad cock.

I took the opportunity to feel her amazing tits again, measuring their size and weight and always always returning to those perfect long hard nipples. with her free hand she grabbed mine and guided it down over her chest, over her belly, over her pelvis, to that hot pubic place between her legs.

She spread her legs a bit and placed my hand over her pussy lips, then put her hand on mine. She rocked my hand slowly on her cunt, her pubic hair quickly became a hot wet mass sticky with her juices.

I couldn't take it anymore. I ran a hand up her back to her neck. I slowly pushed her away and down. She initially ground her ass against me but felt my insistence and dropped to her knees, with me right behind her.

I had to spread my knees far apart to get to her level, but when my cock slid between her ass cheeks she gasped and arched her back, in an effort to guide me. She dropped to her hands and knees and rocked her hips back giving me unfettered access.

I held her hip with one hand and guided my cockhead to her soaking pussy with the other.

When I pushed into her, she pushed back against me and moaned loudly.

I rocked against her, learning the best way to fuck her from behind.

She moaned and rocked and pushed.

I finally found my stride and began to fuck her quickly. In... out...in...out became in.out.in.out.

Sarah was moaning constantly and loudly as I picked up the pace. she dropped to her elbows, and buried her face in a pile of neatly folded towels before her. She screamed ecstacy into the towels

I couldn't hang on any longer.

Inoutinoutinout.

My balls slapping as our bodies came together, My thighs burning, her ass in my hands, and her muffled cries all conspired to send me over the edge. 

I felt the rush of the orgasm and I felt my ejaculation fill the rubber. I pumped again and another wave. I continued pumping until her screams died away. Then I pulled out and sat hard on the ground.

Sarah rolled out of that position and sat next to me. We kissed for a while. Not the desperate 'I need you NOW' kisses, but soft slow exploring kisses.

I knew then that she was the girl for me.

We spent the summer fucking at every opportunity. Sarah had taken an interest in porn, an interest I shared whole heartedly. We tried everything we saw, and Sarah delighted in occasionally putting on the heavy makeup of a pornstar and telling me to 'shove that big cock inside her'.

Then summer ended.

Sarah went to a state school down south, and I was such a slacker that I didn't apply anywhere so Junior college was my best option.

We spent the next few years visiting every chance we got. She'd come home (and we'd fuck). I'd visit her (and we'd fuck).

She'd become even more voracious while she was at school. She had a new friend and dorm mate Stacy and Sarah were inseparable. It got to the point that I referred to them as simply Ssssss, not bothering to pronounce either name. They had their inside jokes and often spoke in mysterious half sentences, like 'I know what you mean'. Even though one or the other hadn't said anything.

Stacy was tall blond and athletic. Sarah was petite, fair, and beautiful.

I took to sleeping in their dorm on visits Stacy always giving us the time we needed to reacquaint ourselves.

One night I got into town late, after midnight. I got to the dorm and Sarah let me in quietly. unfortunately Stacy was asleep in the bead across from Sarah's. There would be no sex that night. Sarah was ready for bed in her typical over sized t-shirt. I stripped down to my boxers and climbed into her tiny bed.

Just as I settled in behind her I felt her hand go to my crotch. finding my flaccid cock.

"don't" I whispered.

"She's asleep, just be quiet" Sarah whispered.

She massaged my cock to full attention in no time and then snaked it through the opening in my boxers. I felt her hike up her tshirt and press her warm full ass against my crotch.

Under the blankets I ran a hand over her body and found her amazing tit... Nipple as always, rock hard.

I had to scoot down to get my hips in a good spot to enter her. Sarah's body shielded me from seeing Stacy.

I positioned my cock head between Sarah's ass cheeks and we slid together. I was worried about getting inside her without foreplay, but she was wet. Not just wet, soaking wet. Hot wet juices instantly coated my cock from her pussy and thighs as I pushed forward. Clearly she was turned on by fucking in front of her sleeping room mate.

I massaged her tits, and thrust slowly and quietly into her.

She slowly lifted the blankets off us.

"the blankets are too noisy" Sarah whispered.

Free of the blankets Sarah raised a thigh giving me much better access.

Now I rocked against her and she arched her back into me, slowly 'spooning'. Sarah pulled her tshirt up giving me better access to her tits. She finally pulled the tshirt completely off.

She laid there with her thigh held wide for me to fuck her from behind, with no covering at all between her and the sleeping Stacy.

She whispered "Do you like it?"

I replied in an equal whisper. "I always love fucking you".

I could feel her hand roaming over her body. from my hand where we'd play with her tit together, to her mouth where she'd suckle her fingers and bring that wetness back to those perfect nipples, then down over her belly to her cunt.

I could feel the muscles in her arm flutter as she flicked at her clit.

"This is such a fucking turn on." Se whispered.

"I know." I said.

"I need you to cum". She said.

I started to pump faster.

"Oh God" She said. and began to moan.

I knew what that meant. If I didn't finish (or stop) she'd lose control of that moan.

"I love being fucked like this, I love having you here with me" she said.

"I love being here" I replied.

My orgasm built slowly but surely. She lifted her leg over my thigh and rolled so that she was laying almost on top of me. Her hips ground against my cock and she masturbated herself to a gently moaning orgasm as I sprayed my cum inside her. She rubbed her pussy for sometime after and as my cock shrank, I felt her probing her pussy, bringing cum covered fingers to her lips and licking them clean. 

When we'd cooled down she pulled the blankets back. I shifted myself and sat up partially to fix the pillow, when I did I saw that Stacy laid facing us, with her eyes closed and an obvious smile on her face.

I wondered... Who had she been talking to while we fucked?

We never talked about it, because I think she wanted it to be her secret, but I always wondered; was it the porn star Sarah? Or was there a bi-sexual Sarah I hadn't yet met?

After college we married, we went to Rome for our honeymoon and saw as much of Rome as you can from the airport to the hotel and the hotel to the airport. We stayed in our room the entire time, leaving only long enough for the maids to tidy up.

Our careers began. It was easy for me. I started in a field that wasn't saturated with talent so I moved up quickly.

Sarah had a tougher time... Advertising... She had to fight for every internship, P.A. position and copy writing spot, but she did finally land her dream job.

That was when things changed for us.

She had been beyond excited to be working at the agency that she had dreamed about and worked so hard to get into. The people were cool, and the atmosphere was cut-throat (which she had become accustomed to). She moved up quickly, but I think perhaps she had underestimated the people around her. 

One day during a brainstorming session she used her porn star voice and uttered a double ent that made everyone laugh. However two hours later she found herself sitting with the Human Resources director being read the riot act for creating an 'uncomfortable work environment'. Three co workers complained, as it turns out, all of them were people that Sarah had beat out for promotions on her meteoric ascent. Sarah was introduced to the concept of 3rd party sexual harassment when a woman who wasn't in the room, but heard about it from a co-worker felt so traumatized by the situation that she reported it. The woman had been Sarah's supervisor but now worked under Sarah. 

Sarah was put on 'probation' and had to attend sensitivity training.

She was crushed.

Almost immediately I saw the change. She didn't laugh as freely, her jokes weren't as funny, she didn't speak her mind as much, and she now dreaded the brainstorming sessions that used to be her favorite part of advertising.

Worst of all it affected our sex life.

She was no longer the vixen I had married, before long we went from sex three to five days a week, to one day a week, then once a month. Missionary position and Cowgirl were about all we'd do, and when I would bring her close to an orgasm, or a point where she might lose a little control, she'd pull back.

When we talked about it, we'd fight which would make things worse.

I didn't like thinking about those times. 

Our company was going through a merger. We were hosting a meeting for reps from the other company to begin the 'what stays and what goes' conversation. As soon as the elevator opened I saw a tall blonde athletic woman step into the office. From across the room I was certain it was Sarah's old room mate Stacy.

I hadn't seen her since they graduated and she seemed to have dropped off the map. I couldn't believe the coincidence.

She was turned away from me when I stepped up. I stuck out my hand and said "Stacy!" 

She turned and I immediately saw that it was a close match but it wasn't her.

She took my hand and said "Hi Stacy, I'm Gwen".

Two things happened at that moment. One, I realized she thought my name was Stacy, and two, her name was Gwen. The only other person I knew named Gwen was an angry old woman who both babysat me AND was a substitute teacher at my school. She terrorized my entire childhood, and to this day the name 'Gwen' hits me like a clockwork orange conditioning experiment.

I recovered my senses and explained the confusion. Gwen took it in stride and I excused myself.

I went back to my office for some paperwork then headed over to the conference room. I was the first there, I took my usual seat near the door. From behind me I heard Gwen's voice. 

"These are pretty nice offices, I can tell right away we won't be keeping much from our place." Gwen said.

She stepped over and took the seat next to mine.

That started the friendship that grew into something more.

It was the typical story of working late in close quarters then going home to a wife who was distant and at best tolerant of my advances.

Gwen had the ability to make people talk about themselves, even if they didn't want to. I caught myself on several occasions revealing more about myself than was proper. She had, after several weeks coaxed the whole sordid tale out of me.

One evening the whole engineering team had an end of day meeting. Things weren't going well and I was afraid we were going to miss a launch date. I blew up at the entire team, something I had never done before. I had always prided myself on always looking for a solution, but this was a full blown rant. When I finally caught myself I took a breath, apologized and told everyone to go home and that we'd start fresh the next day. Everyone just about stampeded trying to get out of the room.

"Well, that sucked" Gwen's voice surprised me.

"I know, I know. You should go home" I said, standing.

"You sure? I don't mind staying if it'll help." Gwen said.

I said "no thanks," and headed for the conference room door. Before I reached the door, Gwen shut it.

I thought for a moment that she was going to give me a talking to about my rant.

Instead she stepped close, which I always found surprising since she was almost my height. Wordlessly she grabbed my crotch. My whole body jerked and I instinctively side-stepped toward the closed door.

"I know exactly what happened here tonight, and I know how to fix it." Gwen stated matter of fac.

I was near the door and I protested, but she pushed me with surprising finesse so that my back was against the closed door. Now that I knew what was going on I felt blood rush to my genitals. I had never actually considered fucking Gwen, even though she had been the subject of dozens of shower masturbation fantasies. Her hand went to my crotch again. I didn't flinch (much) and she could feel my growing erection.

The conference room had a glass wall separating it from the main office. There were shades but they were open. The door was solid so we weren't visible to the main room, but there were still people gathering things and leaving.

Gwen stood close to me and massaged my crotch feeling the erection grow. With amazing dexterity she was able to unzip my pants and get her hand into my boxers. The feel of a warm willing hand on my cock was amazing. I closed my eyes and rested my head against the door, knowing it was wrong, but quickly letting that feeling go. Gwen pulled my cock through the zipper and continued to stroke it to full size, which didn't take very long.

She knelt down before me and took the head of my cock into her mouth. It seemed like ages since I'd felt that and I moaned quietly. Gwen swirled her tongue around the head, her warm firm tongue exploring the size and shape of my dick. Soon she was stroking me and taking more and more of my rod into her hot mouth. I felt my hip pivot towards her and I put my hands on her head. She knocked my hands away and pulled my cock out.




One and the Other Ch. 02b



"don't mess up my hair, people will know" She said. Then went right back to working my cock into her mouth.

I was excited and nervous. There was a chance we'd be caught and that heightened the excitement. Keeping my hands off her became increasingly difficult as she moved her mouth on my cock. Then I felt my cockhead hit the back of Gwen's throat. 

My wife had a terrible gag reflex and had never taken me deep enough to feel what I was feeling now.

Gwen stopped stroking my shaft and put her hands on my hips. I heard her inhale, and then slowly force my hard dick down her throat. I could feel resistance, and she would stop and move back, lubing my cock with her spit, then she'd go down again. Breath, push, hold. Then I felt her throat swallow the head of my cock. I cried out a bit, she slid me out and shushed me, then went back down again. This time she swallowed and I watch my cock disappear all the way into her mouth until her nose was buried into my pelvis. She stayed there for what seemed like an impossibly long time swallowing my cock and holding herself tight against me. Then she slid off, caught her breath, smiled at me and went down again. This time I passed into her throat more easily. I squeezed my ass cheeks and thrust as much as I could inside her as she pulled herself again to me burying her face against me. As she released for the next breath she stroked my cock. She stroked it hard and fast, with a purpose , her free hand went to my balls and kneaded them roughly.

She looked up at me and said "I want you to cum for me. Cum in my mouth, I want to taste you." Then she took me deep again.

I felt her throat swallowing and I felt myself rushing to the cliffs edge. My muscles tightened and I let myself go.

I squeezed my ass cheeks tight and felt an eruption like I hadn't felt in ages. I felt Gwen's throat working to take the load, she pulled back taking the second stream into her mouth as she stroked me furiously. I was on fire, I felt sweat rise all over me. It was all I could do to keep my hands from her head. wave upon wave of electric pulses and muscular spasm passed over me.

As they faded I became aware of Gwen sucking and swallowing my load, then sucking and spit washing my cock, finally when I had softened, she put my dick away and zipped me up.

She stood close to me and said "Now go home and get some sleep."

I hadn't slept that well in ages.

I had the regret spiral, of hating myself then hating Gwen, then hating my wife, then hating myself, but it always ended with a meeting with Gwen which was like a toxic medicine that cured me of the symptoms but poisoned my system.

Soon after Gwen left the company. Later that year I moved to another firm as well. We kept a regular meeting. Never contacting each other outside of that time.

It was after one of our mid day meetings that Gwen said she believed that I loved my wife (which I had begun to question) and she just wished there was some way she could help me get back what we had.

I said. "Maybe you could remind her how to enjoy sex", jokingly.

She said "Maybe I could", seriously.

That was how the plan was hatched to have my lover seduce my wife.

I pulled into the driveway as the memories of what got me here settled in place. I thought for a moment hoping I had addressed most of the gaps in memory that the voices cried out for.

Am I a fucked up asshole for cheating on my wife? Yes. 

Am I a sick person for being turned on by the thought of my lover seducing my wife? Maybe.

Am I going to see this thing through regardless of the outcome? 

Yeah, I am.