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The Asian Intern & the Married Man Ch. 01

By: Netoru



Alisha Yang strolled into Mark's office and locked the door behind her. The cheeky smirk on her face told him exactly what she wanted. How was he ever supposed to do any work with this women around. She'd been interning at Smith & Associates for little over a month now and had quickly established a bond with Mark. When he first met her it was love at first sight. She was asian with beautiful straight black hair, golden skin, beautiful almond eyes, and a deliciously curvy body which her tight clothes accentuated. On one late, highly stressful evening their relationship had become romantic. Since then, they would root almost three times a day in his office. She was insatiable. They couldn't seem to get enough of each other. 

Being married played big time on his conscious, but Alisha didn't seem to mind one bit. Whenever he felt guilty she would downplay it by telling him that it was natural for men to want other women and it was nothing to be ashamed of. 

Mark often harboured fantasies of getting caught by his wife and seemed to get off on getting Alisha to tell him how superior she was to her. Alisha embraced this and helped Mark see that this was not dirty but natural. It's the bad man trying to come out because he has been suppressed for so long she would explain. "I'm just satisfying that part of you so that you can go home and be happy with your wife," she would justify. 

Alisha was warm, supportive, loving and understanding. When he was feeling stressed, she would massage his shoulders or tenderly blow him off to help him relax. Had the rest of the office seen this bond they developed? Were people suspicious? He certainly hoped not. 

Before long, Alisha's legs were wide open on top of his desk with Mark in the familiar position of plowing into her. 

"Oh yeah, fuck me!" She yelled. 

"Oh baby!" Mark responded. 

He was feeling particularly naughty today and wanted to hear Alisha say some nasty things about his wife. "Your pussy is so much tighter that my wife's!" He nervously moaned, hoping she would play along and fulfil his fantasy. 

"I know it is baby" she moaned. "I'm the women you really need. I am the women you really want. Admit it!". 

This sort of thing was exactly what Mark liked to hear and he knew she was just playing into his fantasies to help release that side of him. Her dirty talk was sending him over the edge. 

"You know it Alisha! I only want you! Ohhh! Fuck I think I am going to cum!" Mark began to pull out. 

"Wait! I want you to cum real good today. I want to help you release that bad boy today and make you cum good. Today I have thought of a treat for you. I want you on the phone with your wife while you blow your load on my pretty face". 

Mark thought about this for a second. It was fucking hot, no doubt, and it was not like he could refuse, but this was the first time his wife had ever actually been involved in their little fantasy games. Until now it had all been just words spoken to each other. This definitely elevated the excitement. They would talk about doing nasty things like rooting in his wife's bed or getting caught in the act by this wife while continuing to fuck, but this was just talk designed to get Mark off in the heat of passion, and, as Alisha said, release the bad boy in him. She never hinted at trying to break up his marriage. She always painted their acts of passion as something healthy for his mind and body so that he can maintain his marriage. But this was a first. His wife would be involved in their fantasy directly...... It was too exciting to pass up. 

"Fuck yeah Alisha, lets do it. Let me grab the phone," Mark replied. 

"Get ready to use the mute button. I don't want you two to be the only ones talking. When you finish each sentence, blow me a kiss to show me that you have muted the phone. Then we will have our chance to talk to each other." Alisha said with a smile. 

"Fuck, you have given this some thought, haven't you?" Mark nodded with an impressed look on his face. "What happens when she wants to me to respond?" Mark asked. 

"Then she can hear me slurping on your big cock and calling your name! Hahahahahaha!! Just kidding, give me a nod when you need to talk"

"Fuck ok then. Wow this is crazy. If anything goes wrong I am dead."

"Don't worry honey, I won't make any noise until I am sure that the mute button is on. You can test the mute button while talking to her."

"Shit ok" Mark was getting nervous. 

He picked up the phone and dialled his wife. Alisha looked up with an excited and cheeky but sneaky expression. As if she were a child playing hide and seek.

"Hello" his wife Joyce answered. 

"Hey honey," Mark said hesitantly, "Just had a moment and thought I would see how things are. What are you up to today?"

Alisha exageratingly mouthed the word "MUTE" while pretending to push a button in the air. 

"Oh...right!" Mark thought to himself. He pushed the mute button while listening to his wife talk about lunch with her friends. Alisha then mouthed the words "CHECK IT". Oh right! Alisha really seemed to have thought this out. 

"Hello! Hello!" Mark probed while his wife continued talking. His wife kept on with her usual boring bullshit and lengthy uneccessary details about stuff. She couldn't hear him. Mute was working.... obviously. 

"Ok, she can't hear now," Mark said nervously to Alisha. His heart was pumping at a million miles per minute and his cock had long since lost its erection with the adreneline running through him. 

"She can't hear?"

"No"

"Good! Listen Mark. Don't you ever fucking call her honey in front of me again. I'm your honey, NOT her!" Alisha stared angrily into his eyes. 

"Ummmm ok......" Mark said with a look of surprise on his face. What the hell was this? He had never seen this side of Alisha. He began to feel very scared. 

"Good, now let me show my baby how a real women sucks cock. Mmmmmmm....," Alisha went to work on his soft cock kissing and caressing it. What an earth had Mark let himself in for?

"So how has your day been?" Mark's wife, Joyce, inquired. Mark signalled that it was time for the mute button to come off so that he could respond. Alisha nodded to signal she got it.

"Well you know hon .... Joyce.... Just the same old boring day in the office," Mark corrected himself. Alisha nodded in approval of Mark remembering not to call her honey while she sucked on his cock. 

He signalled that the mute button was on again. 

"Good boy. You remembered. Mama's going to suck your dick good now. Mmmmmm. You like that. You like me sucking your dick while your wife is on the phone with you? My prettier, younger, asian face all over her man's dick? I know you like it you bad boy! I am the one you want. Say it!"

"Oh yeah Alisha you are so hot. You are the one I want baby. Only you," Mark was starting to get comfortable with the situation and got over the initial shock that Alisha had given him with her dominant tone which had now gone back to the nuturing loving way that he was used to. 

"Mmmmmmmm, only I can give you the love you need. Only I can suck your cock like this baby," Alisha slurped his cock with saliva dripping on the floor. 

Mark had never heard her talk of love before. She had always maintained that she was just filling a void in his life and helping identify parts of himself. This was worrying. He had never actually intended to leave his wife of 15 years. 

"Do you know what would make me hot baby? Put the phone on speaker so that I can also hear her speak". 

Mark complied. 

His wife continued rambling about the neighbours dog or some bullshit. Mark would intermittently respond to acknowledge he was listening after signalling to Alisha that the mute button was off. 

"Blah blah blah blah. She is full of shit isn't she. Admit it. You have lost interest in her," Alisha probed. 

Mark chuckled, "She does go on a bit".

"Go on a bit? Is this the shit you have to put up with when you go home Mark? I would never bombard you with this shit. All I need is your big throbbing cock. MMMMMMM ..... yeah... I have her man's cock in my mouth. This is so deliciously naughty. We are so bad aren't we? Shall we stop," Alisha's cute and playful demeanour had returned. 

"Oh wait baby..... a little longer. I am really getting off on this," Mark admitted.

"MMMMMM my bad boy..... of course, anything for you. Tell me how much hotter I am baby....," Alisha continued with Joyce's voice rambling in the background. 

She rubbed his cock on her beautiful golden face while staring at him with those beautiful asian eyes and long jet black hair. 

Mark continued to tell Alisha all that she wanted to hear which started bringing him to the edge. "Baby this is to hot. I think I am going to cum," Mark groaned. 

"Oh you would love that wouldn't you? You would love to see your beautiful white juice all over my smiling face while you are talking to your boring wife. Mmmmmm. Imagine it Mark. Imagine how hot this is going to be. I am going to have cum dripping off my face while you are talking to her. How much do you want this fantasy to come true?"

"I want it bad baby. Let me do it. Let me give you want you want. What I want," Mark urged. 

"No," Alisha flatly replied. Mark was on the edge and Alisha stopped, just giving him enough to stay in this aroused state without cumming.

"Please Alisha. I need it bad..... ," Mark pleaded. Why was she being a bitch?

"Don't worry baby it is coming. I just want a few things first. Actually three things."

"Ok..... what?" he hesitantly asked. 

"First when you cum on my face, this time I want you to look deeply into my eyes and tell me that you love me. In fact, while you are cumming I want to hear that also. I want you to look at my face while you are in your peak state of arousal. I want you to associate my face with that hot sexy feeling," Alisha explained. 

"Ok, baby I can do that.... Just let me cum baby, come on," Mark begged.

"Wait. Second thing. You love the excitement of this right? Lets bring it up a notch. We always talk about us fucking in your wife's bed, but now I actually want to do it for real. This will be good for you. You need this. Just once. I will make you feel better than you have ever imagined. Do this for me once and I won't ask again," Alisha looked up at him innocently. 

Mark had actually wanted this too. It was scary but he knew it had to be done in order for him to get the idea out of his system. 

"Agreed," Mark said. "What's number three?"

"Oh Mark, that makes me so happy! Number three is not so hard. I want you to talk about how wonderful I am to your wife. Just talk about how great I am at this work and so on. Nothing that gives us away," she cocked her head sideways and smiled with a cheeky look on her face. 

"Fuck, ok that's not so hard. Ok I'll do it," Mark agreed. 

"Oh baby, you have just made me a happy girl! Whoohoo! I am so excited! It's time baby, I want to make you cum. Remember what I asked. I want it to come from you," Alisha reminded him. 

"Mark, Mark .....are you listening?" his wife started to ask. 

"Sorry honey, just reading through an email....oww!" Alisha bit slightly on his cock. He had forgotten about saying the word honey. 

"Are you alright there darling?" His wife inquired.

"Yep, just got my finger caught in a draw," Mark quickly replied. 

"Oh dear, be careful," Joyce said. Alisha started licking his balls and lapping them up like a dog. "You sound busy, shall I call back later?" His wife asked. 

"Yeah, that would be ....," Alisha stopped sucking his balls and moved her head away to show that she wasn't going to continue if he ended the call. Mark simply had to be back in Alisha's warm mouth again. "Well no actually come to think of it I need a break anyway," Mark stammered hoping that would be enough for Alisha. 

"Sure, well .... actually there's a lot going on," Joyce began to say.

"Oh, there sure is," Mark agreed as Alisha showed her approval by standing up and sitting on his knee before giving him a long passionate kiss. He melted in her warm mouth. She just had that effect on him. She kissed his neck and worked her way around to his ear. The phone was still unmuted as Mark was no longer in control of his senses. 

"Glad you agree. You know I've been think about how we need to renovate .......," Joyce's voice trailed off into nowhere as Alisha bit sexily on his earlobe and then whispered gently into it softly.

"Mmmm baby, this is really turning me on. I love you so much, more than this stupid old hag. You need me baby. You need a real women." Mark groaned under his breath as Alisha continued. "You don't need this stupid old bitch anymore. I'm what you need. I'm going to go back to sucking your dick, but remember what I want. Oh and by the way, you will know when I approve or disapprove with something you say," with that she stood up, straddled him with her long fingernails lightly brushing his cheeks before slithering and sliding down his body, her firm young breasts brushing against his shirt and jacket on her way back to her knees. Her face was back in front of his cock. Mark was spellbound by this exotic beauty. She was in complete control and he was powerless. 

"So what do you think Mark? New kitchen to show off to our friends?" Joyce said. Mark had missed most of what she was saying. He stared into Alisha's eyes as she looked back planting wet soft kisses on his knob. 

"Yes, sure ...... Oww," Mark started before Alisha bit softly on his knob, "one second Joyce.....," he muted the phone and spoke to Alisha. "What?" he asked her.

"Baby when you spend money on that bitch you make me feel bad. I want you to use that money on me, on us. We could go on a holiday or something," Alisha looked up with a mocked expression of sadness. 

Mark was worried that this was going a bit far. He never intended to actually leave his wife. Wasn't this supposed to just be fantasy games. Mark was having trouble telling the difference with Alisha.

Looking at Mark's confused face Alisha continued "Just play along baby. It makes me so hot."

"Phew," Mark thought to himself. Fantasy was one thing but reality was another. He would play along.

He unmuted the phone. "Well sorry honey ...oww! I mean Joyce, but I don't think we should be spending money on renovating until we have saved more. I think the money could be used for more important things," Mark winked at Alisha as she approved and started licking up and down his shaft her saliva dribbling down his balls and onto the floor. 

"Like what?!" Joyce asked.

"Like a holiday for my beautiful baby," Mark said with a big smile on his face. Alisha looked up with a big surprised smile on her face then decided to show her approval by feverishly attacking his cock with sloppy kisses. It was just what Mark needed. He hoped she would make him cum soon.

"Oh Mark, how thoughtful. It would be just what we need. It might even get our sex life back on track. I know what all the work stress has been doing to us lately", Joyce said as Alisha silently giggled, looking up at him while jerking his cock sideways. She loved knowing the holiday he was talking about was for her. 

"What sort of holiday did you have in mind?" Joyce continued. Alisha was really going to work now. His cock was in her mouth and her tongue was darting over his knob at a rapid pace. It was simply incredible. Her skill was amazing, almost hypnotizing. 

"Mmmm.... Ohh... Well picture this. We hire a chalet with a spar in the mountains. While I'm sitting in the spar you stand in front of me with your towel wrapped around," Mark continued while talking straight to Alisha. "You remove your towel and reveal your beautiful golden skin and spectacular naked body before hoping in and riding me. For the rest of the evening we see if we can get a noise complaint from the manager. Ahhhh! Ummm, sorry just remembered something," Mark said, quickly trying to cover up the moan he made while Alisha brought him to new levels of pleasure with her lips around his shaft. Mark could tell she definitely approved.

"Oh sounds very sexy. I don't know if you would call my skin golden though," Joyce said confused.

"Ahhhh.... Yeah.... Mmmm..... I meant golden hair," Mark said trying to make his moans of pleasure somewhat ambiguous. 

"Oh of course. That's what I thought," Joyce said.

Alisha giggled out loud and she covered her mouth wide eyed as she remembered that mute was off.

"Is there someone in the office?" Joyce inquired. 

"No, its coming from outside. I've got the door open and Bill is talking to Alisha. One second, I'll just go close the door" Mark responded, surprising himself with how he rememberd to start talking about Alisha while on the phone. Alisha smiled in approval giving him more pleasure. She stood up and placed her hands on his desk, bent over and spread her legs. Her delicious round ass facing him. It was obvious she wanted to be fucked from behind. She turned back to look at him while he muted the phone.

"Are you serious?" he asked Alisha.

"I'm too turned on baby. My pussy is begging for your cock. I need it. I need it so bad. Give it to me. Just for a bit. Give me what I need. Your big fat dick in my pussy," she finished.

Mark stood up off his chair and lined his cock up with her very wet pussy. "Wow Alisha, I've never seen you this wet," Mark said as he pushed his knob in. He marveled at her tightness. He pushed in more and more until Alisha screamed out. 

"Fuck!" Alisha screamed. Mark felt nervous that Alisha wouldn't be able to control her self while Joyce was unmuted. 

"Be careful Alisha! Remember when the phone is unmuted," he reminded her.

Alisha continued, "I need that big cock. Ahhhh! Fuck me! Yessss! Just like that. Your cock is mine now! You will never be satisfied with her again. You are mine! Your cock was made for my pussy and my pussy alone! I own you" 

Was this fantasy? What Alisha was saying was true and he was powerless. He knew he would never be satisfied with another women again. How could this be helping his marriage? Mark unmuted the phone. 

"Door shut, hopefully no more interruptions," Mark said to Joyce while thrusting in and out of Alisha.

"How is Alisha by the way? Do you think she will make a good fit in your company?" Joyce asked. 

"Oh .....ahh....absolutely. She is an..... Ummm..... Mmmmmm......amazing fit. You wouldn't believe how ......ahh.....incredible she is," Mark responded while Alisha looked behind with a wicked smile on her face. She placed her finger in her mouth seductively while looking at him. 

"Oh that is good to hear. You haven't had a good run with interns lately so I am glad she is working out," Joyce approved. 

"Oh she is .....more than...... working out," Mark smiled back at Alisha. "She is going to be a ...... key person .......in our firm. She has exceeded (clap, clap, clap) my expectations and more," "Everything I have asked ..... ummm......her to do she has done ........better than ......anyone else," Mark then muted the phone then continued, "...including fucking me and sucking my cock better than you ever could," Mark said while fucking her hard briefly before unmuting the phone again. Alisha thrust back on him a few times then quickly pulled herself off and got to her knees to face his cock. She went to work hurriedly on his throbbing pussy drenched cock. 

"That is absolutely wonderful. Hey why don't we have her over for dinner this week?" Joyce exclaimed. 

Mark instantly felt a little worried, but Alisha looked up with a gleeful look on her face and nodded profusely as if to say "yes yes yes!".

Mark looked at her with a mocked expression of worry and doubt. It was one thing to decide to fuck in their bed while she was out of the house but quite another to have the three of them together in the same room. 


The Asian Intern & the Married Man Ch. 01



"Ummm ok, well I will ask her," Mark said hesitantly. 

"You do that. And she is single isn't she? Why don't we invite the neighbours son. We could set them up. He's about her age" Joyce continued while Alisha exagerated an expression of disapproval while shaking her head. She then stopped sucking. He knew she wouldn't continue until he said what she wanted to hear. 

"Ummm perhaps not.......," Mark responded reading Alisha's expression. Alisha brought the pleasure back to him again sucking on his knob while lightly scratching his balls gently with her long painted fingernails.

"But why not?" Joyce probed. 

"Well ummmm ......." Mark was lost for words. Alisha looked up grinning and whispered "I am a lesbian". Mark was thankful for the suggestion. 

"...well she is not into men. She is a ....ummmm.....lesbian," Mark shyly stated. 

"Oh....I see. I wouldn't have picked up on that in the slightest. Well she can bring a partner I guess. I don't mind," Joyce suggested.

"Well actually she is not with anyone at the ...... ahhhhh....... moment, it seems. I just know that she .......mmmmmm..... doesn't like men," Mark was liking this lie more and more because it would throw his wife completely off any suspicions. 

"Oh well lets have her over for dinner anyway," Joyce cheerfully declared. 

"Sounds good hon....I mean. I will ask her (slurp) what her plans are today," Mark just stopped short of calling her honey in front of Alisha. Alisha smirked in approval rubbing his cock on her face. 

"Better go, see you soon oww!" Mark could tell Alisha had no intention of letting him go home early. "I mean, it's going to be another late one I am afraid. One second," Mark said smiling at Alisha as she smiled back knowingly. He muted the phone.

"Oh Mark give me the beautiful gift of your cum. Cum on my young pretty face. Come on!" Alisha, pleaded. 

"Of course baby. Make me cum baby. You know it is you that I love. Oh yeah!! That's it! Oh baby I love you so much! I love you baby! I only want you! You know it's true. This is the real me talking now, not just the bad boy," Mark confessed. 

Alisha looked surprised and happy at the same time. He had exceeded her desire and her expectations. "Do you really love me baby?" she innocently asked as if she hadn't asked him to say it before. 

"Yes baby, I love you. I am going to prove it with my cum on your face and I prove it by doing this with my wife on the phone. I will also prove it in my marital bed with you as soon as I can find a way to get her out of the house," Mark stared at her. 

Mark positioned his cock over her face while Alisha's lovestruck face looked up at him with a big smile. Even her eyes smiled. If this were a cartoon there would be pictures of hearts in her eyes, Mark thought. "Oh fuck!! I LOVE YOU ALISHA!!" Mark yelled as cum spurted all over Alisha's face. Alisha looked up at him in awe and happiness with the big load continuing to cover her face. 

"Cum for me baby!! Oh yes!! Yeeeess!!" Alisha screamed. 

"Ahhhhh.... Oh yeah ......" Mark sighed in relief. He unmuted the phone. "Hey Joyce...," he didn't even have worry about calling her honey anymore. He was trained and she was just.... well.... Joyce now.

In the background he started to register his wife's voice calling his name on speaker phone. "Mark, Mark? Are you there?" she continued. Mark quickly unmuted the phone and started talking. "Oh sorry about that. It looks like I accidently pushed the mute button and I couldn't work out why you couldn't hear me," Mark lied while Alisha looked up and giggled cheekily, her face drenched in cum. "Yeah as I was saying, it's going to be another late one," Mark continued.

"Oh really? Late again? You really do work hard. I won't wait up. I've had a busy day also," she said. 

"Yes, don't wait up. I will be very busy working hard like I have been every night. I tell you what, this new case has really got me working up a sweat, but I am starting to really get into it and now I am enjoying it immensely. Everyday I can't wait to get into the office and get into it. It is so fulfilling and I feel like I am really alligned with my life at the moment. I am very satisfied. I don't think a man could be more satisfied ..... " Mark continued on while Alisha silently giggled and laughed. 

"Oh that's ....um nice ....dear....," Joyce responded, confused at this lengthy statement. "You keep working hard".

"Oh don't worry ..... I will," John smirked at Alisha. 

"You know, you could bring your work home with you," Joyce stated.

"Well I have everything I need right here," Mark said while looking lovingly at Alisha and placing a gentle hand on her cheek, "but, you are right. It's time I brought my work home with me. I can work hard at home too," Mark said as Alisha nodded in appoval at Mark remembering their agreement. She started rubbing the cum on her checks and putting it in her mouth while staring deep into his eyes before biting her lower lip. 

"Good. Ok well see you later on," Joyce said before they ended the call. 

Alisha collapsed on the floor and laughed out loud. "Oh my god that was so exhilarating. I have never felt so alive. You were perfect. Oh we are soooo bad," she said teasingly. 

Mark's heart was beating fast. What had he just signed up for. With his balls drained he was starting to come back to his senses. This is ridiculous. He started to feel guilty. "We can't keep doing this. It's .... well it's wrong," he said looking down. 

"Listen baby, it was just a little fun. You don't need to take it so seriously. We don't have to do all those things. It was just hot to hear in the heat of the moment. Do you regret it?" she asked. 

"No.... no I don't," Mark admitted to her and himself. 

"Neither did I. Now get your pants on and clean up your desk. I need to wash up". With that she was off. 

Mark collapsed back on his chair exasperated. A smile returned to his face. Alisha is fucking awesome he thought to himself. 

...to be continued...



The Asian Intern & the Married Man Ch. 02



DISCLAIMER: This story is about a husband wilfully cheating on his wife. If this genre offends you please read no further! 

Thank you for your support of chapter 1, it helped me to stay motivated to write the next chapter. If you want a chapter 3, please vote, favorite me, and/or write comments. Thanks again!! 

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In the days following the phone incident, Mark was battling with his conscious. On the one hand Alisha was saying one thing, but on the other, seemed to be leading him in a different direction. Mark somehow found a way to keep some distance between him and Alisha. It was hard, but he needed some time to regroup. 

What did he want? What did Alisha want? Could he break it off before it went too far? After the pleasures Alisha has shown him would he ever be satisfied with another woman again? These questions and more plagued Mark. He was even having trouble sleeping.

Mark's wife was on the phone asking when they could get Alisha around for dinner. He supposed he would have to face her at some point. He called for her to come in.

"Hey stranger long time no see," Alisha started. "I was beginning to think you were giving me the cold shoulder," she said as she crossed her arms.

"Ahhhh yes, well the truth is Alisha... I'm just not sure about how I can continue to do this."

"Well it didn't stop you before," Alisha looked frustrated, "what's changed?"

"Look I guess I just ...well ... needed something exciting in my life," Mark began to say. "I appreciate what you have been doing for me and it has been great but I am just worried about how this is going to go down," Mark said as he put his hands through his hair.

"Well I am glad I could have been of service," Alisha said sarcastically. "Will that be all?" she was evidently pissed.

"Alisha, don't be like that...,," Mark began before being interrupted.

"You know what Mark... Fuck it, ok... You don't want to fuck me anymore. Good. I guess everything will be fine now with your wife. Mission accomplished," Alisha sniggered, "good luck with that," she then made for the door without looking back even with Mark calling after her.

The next few days were painful. She wouldn't acknowledge him at all and what was worse was that several times he saw her flirting with the other male employees. One time she caught him looking and smirked. Mark felt insanely jealous. He knew he shouldn't be, but he just would not be able handle seeing her with another man let alone think about her fucking another man.

Not only was he missing her but his balls were aching. He needed his release in only the way that he knew Alisha could provide. At times he didn't know if his dick was doing the thinking or him. After three days he just couldn't stand it anymore. He needed her bad. He texted her to come in the office.

"What can I do for you Mark?" she asked indifferently.

"We need to talk. I am sorry about what I said. I really really want you now. I need you so bad," Mark said.

"That's nice. I'm afraid it's a bit late for that now. I've got a date on Friday with Bill," Alisha began to leave his office. Alisha's words were like needles piercing his heart.

"Please Alisha... I'll do anything!" Mark pleaded.

Alisha stopped in her tracks facing away from Mark. A knowing mischievous smile emerged on her face unbeknownst to Mark. She stopped smiling before turning back to face him. "You want me? You need me? Do you?! Ok, prove it. Fuck me in your wife's bed!" Alisha ordered.

Mark knew refusal would mean more pain. He lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"You know what forget about it. I want to see where this date with Bill takes me..." she turned and continued for the door.

"Wait...Alisha! Wait! Ok ok. Let's do it. I mean... I want to do it... Ok? Now come on baby come to me. I need you," Mark had a shaky smile on his face hoping that this would be enough.

"Great Mark, but I said PROVE IT. Make it happen and I will fuck you in your office again. But not before. I will even call off the date will Bill. I await your call," she opened the door. 

"Ok ok I will be in touch," Mark said submissively. Why was he letting this women control him like this? "Oh, yeah," he thought to himself, "she is fucking hot, has a smoking body and fucks like a demon." He couldn't refuse her if he wanted to. Just then he remembered his wife pestering him.

"Umm Alisha, I know this is not really the most appropriate time, but my wife has been on the phone and is on my case about dinner arrangements with you. Why don't you make a quick appearance. You don't have to stay long. She is insisting and it would seem weird if you say you can't come now," Mark finished.

"Well you know what honey. I would love to come to dinner and meet your lovely wife face to face. But I am afraid you will both have me at a disadvantage if I am in unfamiliar territory. You will need to invite me over to your house before dinner. I will need to mark my territory while she is not there. I need to know the house. I get uncomfortable in new places. You understand. Sounds like you will need to get busy. Let me know the dates and times," with that she left.

'Mark my territory?' What the fuck does that mean? Is it a play on words? Who the fuck is this women? What a bitch holding out on me like that.

Mark arrived home exhausted. He couldn't think when he would be able to find time to get his wife out of the house long enough so that he could have Alisha over. Why was she putting him in this position?

Mark collapsed into bed and lay next to his wife who was turned to one side. He sighed deeply. His wife began to talk.

"Hey honey. Stressful day? Listen something is up with my sister. She's having trouble with her project and her kids are acting up. She needs some help. I am going to need to spend the weekend at her's if that is ok with you. I hope you haven't made plans for us?" She said sleepily while still facing away from him.

'BINGO!' Mark thought to himself. His heart began to race. He tried to hide his excitement. "Oh ok. Bummer. Well ... sure ok. I've got a ton of work to do anyway," Mark reassured her.

He waited for the familiar sound of his wife's soft snoring before grabbing his iPhone and messaging Alisha. CANT DO WEEKDAY BUT WIFE AWAY FOR WEEKEND. CANCEL DATE WITH BILL. COME ON SATURDAY. He waited for a reply. Nothing. Maybe she was asleep or maybe she was playing mind games on him. He lay awake for an hour longer before finally settling down and sleeping.

The next day he entered the office and walked through the cubicles to his room. He saw Alisha talking to Bill. He looked disappointed. His head hung low. She had done it. She had cancelled the date.

She then looked up at Mark with a bright expression on her face while Bill still stood in front of her. "Hi Mark!" As Mark greeted her back, Alisha continued to smile while watching Mark walking to his room. Bill picked up on it looking at Alisha then to Mark and then back to Alisha again. He had a puzzled expression on his face. "Is there something I should know Alisha?" he asked confused. "You do know Mark is happily married, right?" Bill looked disapprovingly at her.

"Yeah of course I do silly. I just think he is cute that is all. Don't tell me you don't check girls out from time to time," Alisha said only half registering Bill while still looking in the direction of Mark.

Bill shook his head with a frustrated look on his face. His expression said it all. He thought she was a fucking bitch and he didn't want anything more to do with her.

She walked towards his office before opening the door and entering. "Mark, I got your message. I am so excited... A whole weekend! I cancelled the date with Bill... " she continued but Mark interrupted.

"Whoah, Alisha just for a few hours. I don't know if my nerves could handle you staying the full weekend. I just meant that I'll be available," Mark confirmed.

"Of course. That's what I meant. When can I come over?" She asked.

"Well either Friday evening or Saturday or Sunday. She leaves Friday and comes back on Sunday afternoon," Mark stated.

"Oh ok..." she thought to herself for a second before continuing, "You know what? Friday evening will be the best time for me. Can't wait tiger!" Alisha smiled with that look on her face that suggested she had plans beyond what she was letting on.

"Great! Ok umm ok well she leaves at 6pm so if you come at say..., after 8:30, then it will be safe. Now if you don't mind making your way over here ..." Mark began before Alisha cut him off.

"Uh uh uh! Not until Friday. You have to keep your word," she teased.

"I was afraid you would say that. Hey look, is Bill ok? He looked a little cut up," Mark asked.

"Oh yes, well yeah. I will tell you about him on Friday. I've got a busy day ahead. Can't wait till Friday! Better go, see you soon!" She said as she left the room.

Mark took a deep breath then collapsed back on his chair. He realised he really didn't know this women as well as he thought he did and he cursed himself for being so weak-willed.

Although it seemed like weeks, Friday finally came around. Mark was out the office door early to say goodbye to his wife for the weekend and prepare himself for what was to come. As he arrived home he noticed a small suitcase by the door. "Hi honey, I'm home", he yelled out.

"Oh hey sweetie, just preparing some dinner so you don't starve tonight," he heard her call from the kitchen.

Mark was feeling very nervous about this. He was paranoid that his wife was going to pick up on it. His thoughts also shifted to his neighbors and if they would see Alisha coming in the door. So many things could go wrong. He took a deep breath and helped himself to a generous glass of wine to calm his nerves.

His wife walked out of the kitchen into the dining room. "Oh starting early are we?" she laughed. "Tough day?"

"Let's just say I'm glad it's the weekend," Mark managed to say while trying best not to give anything away.

"Well you probably deserve it. Dinner is in the oven. Make sure you turn the oven off when you hear the timer. Better get going, want to beat the heavy traffic," Joyce said as she hurriedly kissed Mark on the cheek while lugging a suitcase in one hand and another bag in the other. 

"Be good," his wife called out as she waved and got in the driver seat.

Mark was taken back a bit by her choice of words, but responded accordingly. He walked back to the living room and collapsed on the sofa. He realized he had a few hours to get ready before Alisha arrives but now he needed to relax. He took a deep breath.

DING DONG! His wife must have forgotten something. 

He got up and walked to the front door. An array of bright colorful clothing was evident even through the pain glass windows of his door. This wasn't Joyce he realized. He opened the door and there stood Alisha in a bright yellow and orange summer dress. She looked even more stunning with her hair and makeup done up.

"I hope you don't mind me arriving early. It's just that ... well I couldn't wait plus I had nothing to do for the next few hours. I thought some extra time together would be nice," she said as she smiled sexily.

Mark was horrified and his face expressed this clearly as well as a look of confusion. "Are you fucking crazy? My wife just left not more than a few minutes ago. What if she had seen you?!" Mark whispered loudly.

"Relax honey. I saw her leave. I'm not stupid," Alisha smiled at him amused at how worked up he was.

"So you were spying on us?" Mark asked incredulously.

"If you want to call it that. But actually I just arrived early and thought I would wait until I saw the bitch leave. That's all," Alisha smirked.

Mark wasn't sure he liked his wife being called a bitch or Alisha's casual attitude. However, he thought better than to argue with her at the front door where passer byers or neighbors might notice.

"Ok well come in ... I guess," Mark said as he held the door open while scouting the outside surroundings to see no one was looking. Alisha picked up several bags and strolled in. 

As soon as the door shut and Mark turned around to look at Alisha she started attacking him with a long passionate kiss which caught him off guard and pushed him back against the closed door. Her body was pressed up against him. She turned her head and started licking up his neck then worked her way up to his ear then bit on it before whispering, "feeling better now? Relax, you need this" She pulled away before looking up and smiling.

Mark had started to forget what he was worried about but began to object. "I have neighbors you know. It's broad daylight...," he started to say before interrupted by Alisha.

"In time that won't even matter to you anymore," Alisha murmured while looking down. 

"What was that?" Mark asked surprised.

"Oh nothing, I was just thinking about getting dinner started. I bought some ingredients for one of my specialties. That's the kitchen I guess," she said as she started towards it. Mark followed. This girl was bold if nothing else.

"Actually my wife prepared something for me," Mark said while following her in.

"That's nice. Is this it in the oven?" Alisha asked while helping herself to oven mitts and opening the oven door, bending down with her legs straight to display her incredible round ass.

"Oh it won't be ready yet. And I am not sure it's a good idea for you to be meddling in my wife's kitchen. She notices little things," Mark said while Alisha picked up the risotto and walked towards Mark. 

"Did you hear me?" Mark asked.

"Uh huh," Alisha distractedly answered before finding the bin and emptying the contents of the tray in it. "We won't be needing this shit," she said as she put the now empty tray by the sink.

Holy fuck. Mark thought to himself. What an earth had he got himself into.

"But before I get started on dinner, why don't you be a gentleman and give me a tour of the house," Alisha said excitedly while extending her hand for Mark to hold.

"Ummm ... ok sure. Well you have seen the living room," Mark said as he led her hand in hand through it.

"Hmmmm looks nice but the decoration is all off and it's a bit plain. I could do a lot with this room," Alisha said while pausing.

"I'm sure you could," Mark said wearily as he led her to the next room. "And here is the guest room," Mark said as he gestured.

"We won't be spending much time in there," Alisha giggled as she let Mark lead her up the stairs to the second floor. Damn it! He thought to himself. He had wanted the extra time to prepare before Alisha got here. He needed to put away some of the photos of him and his wife by the bed and on the wall.

"And here is the bedroom. Nothing unique about it really," Mark hurriedly said trying his best to lead her quickly to the next room. But Alisha stood her ground.

"Hold on a bit honey. I want to know more about the room we are going to be spending most of our time in," she giggled as she broke her grip with Mark and wondered in. "Nice photos of you two. They look cute," Alisha said while picking one of them up.

"Yes, well sorry I had meant to put all these away before you got here," Mark responded.

"Why? I want to look at them while you fuck me. They turn me on," Alisha looked at him seductively and started walking towards him. Mark started backing up but collapsed on the bed behind him. Alisha crawled on top of him and straddled him.

"I know you have needed me this week," she began, "I didn't mean to be a pussy tease. You have waited long enough. What do you say we break the tension between us before dinner," she said as she guided Mark's hands up to her soft breasts. "You bad boy. You have a women on top of you in your marital bed. Your hands are all over my tits. I wonder what is going to happen next..." Alisha said while smiling at him slyly. "Do my tits feel better than your wife's", Alisha asked.

Mark gave in. This was now the Alisha Show. He knew she was running things now. "Yes, Alisha your tits are much bigger and softer than my wife's," he started while kneading them in his hands. They felt soft under her summer dress and she wasn't wearing a bra. He pulled her dress over her head. She lifted her arms up high to help. Underneath the dress she was wearing a tight zebra colored thong. He grabbed her ass while she started to grind against his stiffening cock.

"I guess this is the first time we have ever been on a bed. It's nice," Alisha continued to grind. Suddenly she bounced up and down before suddenly stopping.

"This bed sure is quiet. How come the headboard doesn't hit the wall?" Alisha asked.

"We just have it pushed right up against the wall. Why?" Mark asked.

"Well don't you like to hear the headboard knock the wall when you guys fuck?" Alisha asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Ummm, yeah I guess it would be kind of hot but we never wanted to disturb the neighbors," Mark replied wanting to continue.

"Well I don't know about Joyce, but if I had a man like you, I would want the whole neighborhood to know that you are getting fucked regularly," Alisha said while unbuttoning his pants and getting off him to pull them off. "Oh yeah, that's what I missed," she said as she kissed up and down his shaft.

"Oh yeah ...," Mark moaned. Alisha began to slurp.

"Look me in the eyes while I suck you baby. That's it. Don't look away. Look at me. Whose cock is this baby?" Alisha asked while resting his big cock on her cheek.

"Yours baby. Only yours," Mark replied.

"That's right it's my property. Every inch of it. Every long thick inch of it. All for me, none for her," Alisha said while looking over at the picture of Mark and his wife in a happy embrace.

"Oh imagine what it would look like if your wife came through the door now. My head between your legs with my ass sticking out facing her. Let me tell you something. I wouldn't leave this dick for a minute. You'd have to force me off it," Alisha said as she started to attack his cock.

"Alisha you are crazy. Half the time I don't know if you are for real or just saying these things," Mark groaned.

"I want some dick," Alisha suddenly said before sitting up and straddling him. She pulled her g-string to one side and began to rub his knob against her clit. "It looks like these two best of friends missed each other a lot. Seems like they can't keep away from each other," She said before slipping his knob in. She always felt so right and hot.

"Oh fuck!" Mark groaned. This is what he had been missing the past week. "Shit Alisha, why did you make me wait so long for this?" Mark groaned.

"Ohhh! Mark! You know why baby, you know why. Ahhh! Oh yeah!" She started riding him slow then increased the pace. She was very loud. Mark thought she was too loud in the office but this was ridiculous.

"Never...let ...your cock ...out of my pussy," Alisha yelled.

Mark grabbed her tits as she started to pick up the pace.

"That's it baby squeeze my big tits! Yeah! Take from me what your wife can't give you," Alisha moaned. 

Suddenly Alisha pulled off this cock.

"What's up?" Mark asked.

"It's the bed baby. I came here to get a good fuck. Part of the reason why I wanted to come here was to be myself and not have to keep us a secret like when we are in the office. But your bed is too quiet. I need the walls to be shaking for me to feel like I have been fucked right. Don't you think so? Let's pull the bed back a little so we can get the headboard banging the wall. That would turn me on so much honey. Come on give me a hand," Alisha asked while getting off the bed.

"You are crazy Alisha. You want the neighbors to hear us? I don't. I live here. I have to see these people from time to time," Mark pleaded.

"Sex is a natural part of life Mark. Who gives a fuck about the neighbors? Plus they will probably think I'm Joyce anyway," Alisha said as she started to pull the bed back.




The Asian Intern & the Married Man Ch. 02



Mark was hardly convinced. Never in their marriage had Joyce moaned loud enough for him to worry about the neighbors possibly hearing. He reluctantly stood up and helped Alisha adjust the bed. She got on and off again to test the sound in what looked like an attempt to find the right distance to make the maximum noise. Once she seemed satisfied, she got back on the bed. She cuddled up to Mark and started kissing him while one hand started stroking his cock. 

"I'll be good. If you want me to, I'll do whatever way you want," she reassured him.

This relaxed Mark and he went back to kissing her. She was so beautiful. When she smiled up at him he forgot everything else. He gently pushed her on her back and positioned himself over her in missionary. They stared in each other's love struck eyes with smiles on their faces. Then Mark positioned his cock and eased in. Her tight wet pussy felt even better on a soft bed. She moaned out. "Oh Mark, yes! That's it..."

Mark pushed all the way in and held it there. She moaned ecstatically, her eyes rolling back. He had bottomed out inside of her. It felt amazing. He began to ease out and gently go back in tenderly.

"Oh Alisha. I missed you so much," Mark grunted.

"Me too baby. Don't ever stop fucking me," Alisha moaned.

The headboard was only gently banging the wall but then Mark started picking up the pace. With the sight of Alisha's legs open wide for him and the sound of Alisha moaning combined with the headboard banging, something primal from deep inside Mark started to take over. His facial expression changed from one of surprise and wonder over Alisha to one of an angry smirking beast. Alisha picked up on it and gave a knowing smile back.

"You're a fucking bitch aren't you? Fucking a married man in his wife's bed. You love it," Marked said as he started to pump her harder. The banging started to get loud but still at a steady pace.

"I just know how to get what I mmmmmmm want. And what I ...oh! ... want is you!" Alisha moaned.

"You wanna break my marriage up don't you, you fuck bitch. You fucking home wrecker!" Mark said through gritted teeth. It was all clear to him now that the animal had taken over inside him.

"Yes! I won't be ... oh!! ...happy till you ...Ahhhh!...have kicked that old ugly bitch to the curve. Oh fuck!!" Alisha continued. "Baby you keep fucking me like this and I am going to get loud. The bed is going to get loud too. The neighbors will hear," Alisha said while staring at him.

"You mean like this?" Mark asked before pumping her at a furious pace and thrusting in a way that made the bed crash into the wall rhythmically. BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

"Oh yes! Oh Mark...yes ...yes give it to me," She saw the animal coming out in him and embraced it.

"You can moan louder baby. It's ok," Mark grunted.

"Oh! What about the neighbors?" She asked while looking up at him innocently.

Mark's face turned into an evil smirk before saying, "fuck the neighbors!"

That was the key. That was what Alisha was waiting for. She smiled evilly back.

"Oh yeah baby that's what I wanted to hear. Fuck me hard!! Oh yeah fuck me! Fuck me like you mean it!" Alisha screamed at the top of her lungs. Mark was a bit taken back but was really enjoying it. If the neighbors didn't hear this they would need their ears checked.

"Fuck yeah Alisha! You are a fucking god! I love you!" he said without thinking.

Alisha smiled. With the walls shaking one of the pictures fell slightly to one side.

"Fuck me like a doggy," Alisha moaned while turning over to get on all fours.

Mark started pumping her furiously from behind with Alisha screaming her head off. She looked up and stared at the big happy picture of Mark and his wife.

"Yeah bitch, you like this. Your husband is deep inside me. He's fucking me better than he could ever fuck you. He's mine now bitch. And I'm his..." Alisha yelled.

Mark was loving this. He had become an animal. He was feeling ready to explode. A nasty thought crept in his mind. Maybe he could outdo Alisha here. It was a bit bold but fuck it, he thought to himself. He decided to take a chance and say it.

"You want my fucking baby don't you. You want me to cum right up you," There! He said it.

"Oh Mark yes. Yes I do. But not now baby. Now is not the right time. It has to be perfect," Alisha said.

So he was right. Fucking homewrecking bitch he thought to himself. But he kept pumping her. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as he started pumping her furiously. He was near the edge.

"I'm going to cum baby!" Mark grunted.

"Oh yeah! Ah ah ah ah! Cum on my face baby," Alisha said before pulling her pussy away. 

She grabbed one of Mark's photos from the bedside table and lay her head down on the bed. She placed the photo next to her face. Mark had no idea what she was thinking.

"Where does the cum want to go honey?" Alisha asked. "On me or on her? Let the cum decide what it wants the most," Alisha said.

Mark walked on his knees so that his cock was positioned over Alisha's face and to the left, the happy photo of him and his wife. Alisha grabbed his cock and started sucking.

"Let your cock decide baby, not your mind," she repeated.

Mark didn't need to think. He knew exactly what his cock wanted and what his cum wanted. It wanted Alisha plain and simple.

"There's nothing to think about. My cock wants you. And my cum wants you," Mark smirked.

Alisha looked up at him smiling, "Then we won't be needing this any more will we," Alisha said as she tossed the photo off the bed. "Cum on my face baby. Give me all your cum. No cum for your wife. It's mine now. Not one single drop for her. It's all mine. Every precious drop," Alisha said while biting her lower lip.

Mark was completely in animal mode and with an evil smirk said, "In with the new, out with the old, right Alisha?"

Alisha looked up at Mark with a shocked but pleased expression. She had done it. She had completely manipulated him. There was no way he was going back now. The real man in him was beginning to take over, Alisha thought to herself. 

She affirmed what he said, "Oh Yes baby! Oh yeah that is so hot. In with the new and out the old. In with the new, out with the old!!" she began to repeat to herself deliriously.

Mark took his cock out of Alisha's mouth and started to jerk himself frantically. "I'm going to cum on your beautiful face!' He yelled.

"Oh yeah baby cum on me!" Alisha pleaded.

Mark let out stream after stream of white cream onto Alisha's face. He had a lot of cum built up over this week of being deprived. Alisha looked up at Mark lovingly while scooping some cum on the side of her face and dipping it in her mouth and licking it. Mark smiled back completely love struck. So this is what a real women can do to a man he thought to himself.

Alisha turned to the other bedside table and reached for another photo. Then asked Mark to grab his phone.

"What is your dirty little minding thinking up now?" Mark asked.

"Take a photo of my face covered in your cum next to a picture of your wife. It would make me so hot and plus it would give both of us something to look at when we are apart and horny," Alisha said.

Normally Mark would not be so stupid as to create evidence of their relationship, but the idea turned him on and he wanted to hold onto the moment. He picked up his phone and grinned while Alisha posed for the photo. She had a big smile on her face. One finger from her left hand was in her mouth,suggesting she was eating the cum. The other hand pointed at the photo of him and his wife. 

Mark took the photo while Alisha giggled. She asked for one more photo. The position was the same but she exaggerated a facial expression of someone who had just realised they had done something very naughty. Her eyes wide and her mouth open with a slight smile. This turned on Mark to no end. 

Mark was happy in the knowledge that he would also have something to remind him of this moment. 

Alisha reached over and grabbed some tissues from the bed table before collapsing on the bed. Mark dropped beside her making the bed shudder. They embraced with Alisha's head resting on his chest. Mark realised they were both covered in sweat. They snuggled up and kissed affectionately before Alisha got up to start on dinner. 

Alisha prepared a beautifully exotic spicy dish that was equally beautifully presented. He was never able to eat dishes like this with Joyce as she hated spicy foods. They chatted over dinner sharing more of their background and family info. Alisha asked why the two never had babies. Mark explained how Joyce was waiting for the right time. 

As the night went on Mark wondered when she was planning to go home. Then he started to realise he didn't want her to leave. He also realised she had no intention of leaving anyway. She was going to stay the whole weekend and probably leave at the last moment. 

Over the weekend they fucked in every room of the house. They fucked on the dining table, the kitchen bench, the sofa, the stairs and even outside on the deck. Alisha insisted on walking around the house in only a thong. And preferably something of his wife's. 

On Saturday evening after another delicious meal, Mark and Alisha went back up to the bedroom. As Mark threw himself on the bed and lay back with this hands behind his head, Alisha casually strolled to Joyce's clothes draw and looked through it.

She pulled out some sexy lingerie that Mark had bought her for their anniversary. 

"Mmmmm sexy!" Alisha said while holding it out. "I bet you chose this for her didn't you?" she smiled at him cheekily. 

"Right again," Mark responded. 

"I couldn't imagine her picking out something like this. I wonder if it would suit me," Alisha said as she started to take her other clothes off and slip into his wife's lingerie. 

Mark was not sure if this was a good idea. His wife might pick up on her smell or notice it in a different position. 

As Alisha was almost finished putting it on, Mark realised there was another risk here. Alisha's bust, hips and thighs were much bigger than that of his wife's much more skinny frame. Alisha could stretch it out and Gayle might notice it being looser. Mark was about to voice his concerns but was silenced by the incredible view before him. 

Alisha's big bust spilled out the sides and top of the bra really stretching the material. The thong string was tight and pressed against her ample hips. 

"I think this might not be my size," Alisha giggled while stroking the side of her body. 

Mark sat there with his mouth wide open. Never could his wife look as seductive in that lingerie than Alisha. Alisha noticed how impressed Mark looked and started to move her hips in a type of slow sexy dance. 

"You like me in your wife's lingerie?" Alisha asked seductively while still dancing slowly like a striper. 

"Fuck yes I do!" Mark enthusiastically replied forgetting all about his previous worries. 

"I bet I look much better in it than her don't I Mark?" 

"You fucking know it Alisha! You are a hundred times the women my wife is!"

"Oh no baby, I think I am stretching the material. But I like it tight on my body like this," Alisha said while rubbing her tits over the bra. 

"I think it's a perfect fit for you. And well nothing would help make Joyce look sexy," Mark said while still in awe of the little show before him. 

"Oh Mark I love it when you talk to me like that. But aren't you worried she will notice when she puts it on again? It might be a little loose for her skinny old body," Alisha said in an expression that mocked feeling sorry for her. 

Mark stared into Alisha's eyes with a smirk before coldly saying exactly what Alisha wanted to hear, "Fuck her! It's you I want. Not her."

Alisha looked up with a surprised smile. A real man had emerged. Her man. A man come to take what he wants. 

"Oh my! What a bad man you are. But I like that. Why don't you take a few pictures? It'll last longer," Alisha joked. 

"Don't mind if I do," Mark said as he reached over for his iphone. He took picture after picture of Alisha in seductive poses. Lingerie and tight thongs seemed to be made for her body alone. She then moved to the bed to pose some more. She got in doggy lifting her big wide hips right up in the air with a full view of his wife's lingerie. She looked back seductively. She then lay on her back and spread her legs wide apart while holding her boobs. All the while Mark took photos furiously. 

"I can't wait any longer. Fuck me now!" Alisha begged. Mark didn't need any more encouragement. 

Hours later they were still fucking furiously to the loud screams of Alisha and the bed violently banging on the wall much to the horror of his neighbors. 

While in missionary Alisha was embracing Mark tightly and biting on his ear. Just then she dug her nails into Mark's back drawing blood. This left blatant parallel scratch lines along his back. She had 'Marked her territory'. Her head fell back and as she was still getting pumped she looked up at the ceiling with a satisfied smile on her face. "He's mine now," she thought to herself. 

On the Sunday afternoon that Joyce was due to come back Alisha and Mark were having another marathon fuck session on the sofa downstairs. While dogging Alisha, he called his wife to confirm when she would be back. 

Once done, Alisha and Mark aired the rooms and cleaned the whole house with one exception. Alisha insisted on the sheets and pillows being left uncleaned. When everything was in order, Alisha left which turned out to be only minutes before Joyce returned. 

He welcomed Joyce in the door. "You ok dear?" she asked. "You seem a little edgy."

"Well I had a very busy weekend," Mark said while smiling inwardly. 

He realised that some time during the next few weeks Alisha would be coming over for dinner. She was comfortable in his house now. Maybe too comfortable. Mark started to worry about what Alisha had planned. Only time would tell...



The Asian Intern & the Married Man Ch. 03



This story follows from chapter 1 & 2. It is recommended that you read those first. This is a story for those who enjoy the genre of cheating and betrayal. So if that is not you, find another story.

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"Oh Mark, you are right ... up ... my ... pussy!' Alisha moaned while riding Mark in his office chair. Alisha continued to ride him long and hard making the seat creak loudly. 

Mark sat back with a satisfied grin on his face. He had one hand on her ass and the other rubbing her amazing tits. There was nothing else he would rather do, no place he would rather be than up Alisha's tight vagina. 

The last several weeks since Alisha spent the weekend at Mark's house had been sexual bliss. It seems he was now in Alisha's good books again and she continued to tease and satisfy Mark in his office multiple times per day. At times Mark didn't know if he could handle her. She wanted it all the time. At staff parties they would disappear into his office together. And after the last person left the office for the day, Alisha and Mark would have marathon sessions of loud sex until late at night. Yep life was good for Mark. This Asian minx sure knew how to satisfy a man. Sometimes first thing in the morning, Alisha would step into his office, shut the door, strip to her thong, then run towards Mark, smother him with kisses and practically rape him. 

The weekend she stayed at Mark's place wasn't the last time she had been over. Alisha had visited him about 5 times since that weekend when Joyce was away. Sometimes when Joyce popped out with friends for a couple of hours, Mark would text Alisha and she would be right over,having waited down the street for Joyce's car to drive off. Sometimes it would be much briefer, like the time Joyce was just popping off to the supermarket. 

But the riskiest time so far, which they had planned carefully together, was when Joyce was having a shower in the bathroom attached to their bedroom. 

It was an almost military operation with Alisha parked on the street just outside their driveway in the morning waiting for Mark's ok. As soon as Joyce was awake, Mark texted Alisha to be ready. When Joyce was looking like she was ready for her morning shower, Mark messaged Alisha to be ready at the front door which he left unlocked. When Joyce entered the shower he messaged Alisha and she hurried up the stairs. 

She had had a nervous but excited look on her face as did Mark. They humped frantically on the bed while listening to the sound of Joyce singing in the shower. At one point, Alisha got up and put her hands on the bathroom door and stuck her ass out beckoning for Mark to fuck her right outside the bathroom door. 

As Mark thrust himself into Alisha, he could hear Alisha mumbling something. This was one of the only times when Alisha was actually quiet during sex. He couldn't make it out, but she was looking right through the door as if she could see through it while saying something. Mark could only catch a few words and thought he could make out a few things she said, but he couldn't be sure. If he was right about what he heard, it would be worrying. 

When he had asked her quietly what she was saying she dismissed it. But he heard something along the lines of "Your husband is going to give me his baby. You like that bitch? Your husband is mine now. All mine. You could never satisfy him like I could. Soon we will live together and you will be out of the picture. I will make sure you know it's final bitch". 

That's the sort of thing it sounded like to Mark. In any case, he heard a lot of the words "bitch", "baby", "mine" and "husband". As Mark was about to cum up her, Alisha objected making Mark cum on her face instead. She threw some clothes on and ran out the door minutes before Joyce finished her hair drying and came out. Despite all her naughtiness and subtle indications here and there that she wanted his love child, Alisha never let Mark cum up her. Mark wondered why since it was now clear to him that she was out to break up the marriage. 

In the office Alisha continued to ride Mark. He reflected on everything that had been happening when the phone rang. 

"Fuck, it's probably Joyce," he said with disdain. He hated it when she called right in the middle of getting to that good spot with Alisha. 

"Answer it," Alisha ordered. 

"Ok, ok ...," Mark responded while reaching past her to get the phone. 

"Yes...?" Mark said with a bored sigh. 

"Don't sound too happy to hear me!" Joyce responded.

"Oh sorry, I didn't know it was you," Mark lied. Alisha smiled while riding him slow but hard. 

"Hey sweetie. You know how it is our 15th wedding anniversary next week?"

"Oh yes of course," Mark again lied. 

"Well, I thought it would do you some good if we went on a 3-day cruise to take the edge off a little. And it seems like you could use a break with all the late hours you have been doing lately," Joyce justified. 

Alisha held her mouth to stop herself from laughing out aloud. She knew the late hours were because she had been fucking Mark's brains out. 

"Well, I don't know honey..." Mark began before getting jabbed in the chest with Alisha's fingernail. Mark looked up to Alisha to see her giving the thumbs up. Alisha wants me to go, Mark thought to himself. It seems what Alisha wants, Alisha gets... one way or another. 

"Actually, yes. That sounds like a great idea. When do we go?" Mark inquired. 

"Oh wonderful! If you can take next Friday off, we can catch it on Thursday evening and be back on Sunday," Joyce said excitedly. 

Alisha reached down for a passionate kiss before licking the side of his neck and ear. 

"Ohhhh ... got to go now. Brian has just come in," Mark said distractedly before hanging up. 

"Oh yeah... Alisha... what is your evil mind thinking?" Mark probed while Alisha's pace sped up. 

"Mmmmmm ... well let's just say I can't have my man's cock up another women, even if it is his wife," Alisha smirked while slowing down and riding him carefully. 

"What do you have in mind, you evil bitch?" Mark chuckled. 

"Hey! Is it bad to want to know my man is only mine...?" Alisha asked innocently. 

"How are you going to do that?" Mark knowingly asked. He knew Alisha thought things out very carefully. 

"Ok ok ... well you will go on this cruise. But I am coming too. You will book the room next to yours. Imagine how hot it will be? Your wife will be expecting some action, but all she will hear is the action coming from next door!" Alisha said with a satisfied look on her face obviously thinking herself as some sort of genius. 

"I don't know Alisha ... sounds a bit crazy," Mark began. 

"All your cum will be for me Mark. I can't let you give any of it to her. I want your nuts empty before you go into the bedroom with her," Alisha explained. 

Mark began to warm up to the idea. It would be hot he thought to himself. He could even sneak in a romantic evening on the deck if he was careful. 

"Ok well you're the boss obviously," Mark caved in. 

"Yes! You won't regret it! I promise!" Alisha said before picking up the pace again. 

A week passed. Mark and his wife entered the cruise ship bedroom and dumped their suitcases by the door. Mark collapsed on the bed. Alisha would be staying in the room next door, but he had no idea whether she had arrived or not. 

"Isn't this lovely! It is just what we need. A romantic get away," Joyce said while crossing her arms in satisfaction. 

"I couldn't agree more," Mark said while forcing a smile. He started to feel pangs of guilt. Joyce was at least trying. 

"I am going to explore the ship. You stay here and relax if you want to," Joyce said while putting on a light coat. 

"Sure honey," Mark said pretending to be tired. 

As soon as Joyce left the room Mark sat quickly upright and checked his messages. I'M HERE! Read a new message. Mark walked next door and knocked on the door. He wasn't prepared for what he was about to see. Alisha opened the door and leaned against one side of the wall. She was wearing a see-through purple negligee with a matching purple bra, which showed her ample boobs (the tops of her nipples were also showing), as well as a purple G-string that accentuated her wide hips and nice round ass. She also wore purple leggings and high heels. In her other hand, she was holding a glass of champagne. She stood there letting Mark admire the view. 

"Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to join me for a wine?" Alisha asked with a sly smile. 

Mark slowly walked in and let the door shut behind him.

"You look ... incredible" Mark said as he admired the beauty before him. He felt like pinching himself. 

"Oh shucks. Well I have to look good for my man. Especially if I have to compete with another women," she said while twisting around to let Mark get a 360 view of her. 

"Oh there is no competition baby... trust me!" Mark said with his eyes still fixed on her form. 

"Oh baby. You sure know how to make a girl feel special," she said while putting her wine down and reaching her arms around Mark's head. She pulled his head in and kissed him passionately. Her thick soft lips felt amazing. They made sweet tender love on the bed before Mark headed back to his own room. 

Joyce was there waiting for him. "Where have you been?" she asked. "I was looking for you everywhere," she looked flustered. 

"Oh I am sorry dear. I just went up to find where the gym is," Mark said thinking quickly. 

"It took you that long? Well, I supposed you're forgiven. You really need to check out the dining area. It's amazing," Joyce explained. 

Mark felt relieved that she had changed the subject. 

"Sure why don't you show me now?" Mark said as he made for the door. 

Later that evening, Joyce and Mark dined in the ship's extravagant restaurant. A couple of tables away, Mark saw Alisha seated by herself with a glass of wine. She looked over at him with an exaggerated sad face. He knew she would expect him to make it up to her for letting her dine alone. He put his hands together apologetically while Joyce was concentrating on the menu. Alisha looked back and smiled then winked. She looked stunning in a beautiful red dress revealing her cleavage and a sparkling diamond necklace that Mark had bought for her a few weeks back. Alisha appeared to already be on to dessert. She picked up a spoonful of ice cream and started licking the spoon seductively. Mark could only smile back while feeling his cock begin to stiffen. 

When they got back to the room, Mark told Joyce he wanted to work out at the gym. He knew she would never come along. Mark then proceeded straight to Alisha's room. This time, he was greeted by an equally sexy outfit. It was skimpier and had tiger stripes on it. She grabbed Mark's t-shirt roughly and pulled him in. Yes, it was time to make up for making Alisha feel insecure eating alone. 

While they were rolling over each other on the bed, Alisha looked up and whispered, "Now your wife gets to hear you fuck me for the first time"

"I don't know honey. It's a bit risky," Mark began to object. 

"How do you think I felt eating alone while watching you eat with another women?" Alisha snapped back. 

"Alisha ...," Mark began. 

"You are going to fuck me hard now Mark! And your wife is going to hear me scream with pleasure. That's how you are going to make it up to me and have me feel special again," Alisha said as she straddled Mark. 

Joyce came out of the bathroom and lay on her bed. She turned the tv off and thought about going to sleep. Just then a look of disgust came across her face as she heard the sound of a couple next door having sex. And not just normal sex. This couple were really going for it. She was repulsed by the loud moaning from the apparent slut next door. And the language was horrific. What if there were children next door? And who makes that much noise? She listened to the wall banging and the loud screams. 

"Fuck me baby! Oh yes! Fuck my tight pussy!" the slut screamed. 

Oh how disgusting Joyce thought to herself. 

"Ah ah ah ah ah!! Yes!! Oh yes! Baby! I need that big cock! I need that cum!" the women moaned. 

"Oh yeah!" she heard a deep muffled male voice say. 

What sane man could enjoy a silly slut like that? Joyce thought. 

"Oh yes baby! Deep in my cunt! Satisfy me more than you ever satisfied your wife. All your cum is mine! All for me and none for her!!" the women continued. 

Unbelievable! This slut is a willing mistress. By this time, Joyce had heard enough. She wasn't going to sit there and be subjected to this obnoxious and sinful couple. 

She made a fist and thumped on the wall several times. The moaning didn't stop. 

"You two! Shut the hell up! There are other guests in this ship besides you, you know!" Joyce yelled. 

"Ah ah ah!! Sorry!! We are just fucking!! We will be finished soon!" the women said through the wall with what sounded like a bit of laughter. 

"How dare you talk to me that way?" Joyce yelled back. 

"Ah ah ah!! I am going to cum! Yes!! Oh baby!" the women screamed. 

Joyce then heard the muffled moans of the women's partner obviously about to cum. She decided to go next door and give this couple a piece of her mind. She tied up her gown and stomped out of the suite before pounding her fist on the door next to theirs.  

"I want to talk to you two!" Joyce yelled. 

She heard a giggle and shuffle before footsteps towards the door. The door opened slightly with the chain still on it. Joyce could make out curvy tanned legs leading up to a skimpy thong. The ladies skin had beads of sweet up it and she got a waft of the smell of sex come out of the room. She could make out jet black hair and part of an ample tit. She looked ethnic. Possibly Latina or Asian. 

"Yes?" the women replied. 

"You know very well why I am here! The two of you should be ashamed of yourselves! There are children on this ship and me and my husband want to enjoy ourselves!" Joyce said furiously. 

"I am sorry. Sometimes I get a little carried away. Why don't you and your husband do it too? We won't complain" the women replied. 

"What me and my husband do or don't do is none of your concern. Just like what you and your ... whatever he is ... is none of my concern or the concern of anyone on this ship!" Joyce fumed. 

"He is my man and we will satisfy each other as often as we can. Don't blame me if your husband doesn't want to fuck you anymore. By the looks of you, I don't blame him," the women said while revealing part of an eye behind the doorway to look Joyce up and down before moving her head back behind the door. 

"How dare you talk to me like that?! You have no right you little home-wrecking slut! You should both be ashamed of yourself!" Joyce said while her face turned a shade of red. 

"Baby, this lady is complaining about us enjoying our god-given right to fuck. And she is being rude to me. Can't you come over here and talk to her," the women said with her head turned away from the door. 

Joyce could hear heavy footsteps approaching the door. Hopefully, this man would be more reasonable than this ignorant little slut. But then suddenly she heard the women again ...

"Mmmmmm ... big for me again? So soon?" the women sounded surprised. 

There was a sound of slurping as she saw the woman's breast come closer to the door and her hand reach across to press against the wall. She is bending forward ... she wouldn't! 

"MMMMMMMM" came the deep moan of the male voice. 

"Oh fuck!! Yes! Yes! Fuck me right in front of this old bitch! Yeah!" the women's screams echoed down the hall. Joyce was shocked. 

"Stop this immediately!" she yelled. 

"Oh yes! I think my man is a bit busy to talk to you right now... ah ah ah!!" the women moaned. 

"I will be calling the manager and see to it that you two fucking assholes get kicked off the ship," Joyce fumed. She wasn't used to swearing. 

"Ummm newsflash bitch! We are on a ship. We aren't going anywhere until the trip is over. Fuck me Mar ... Martin" the women moaned. 

Joyce tried to push the door shut so that the rest of the cabin wouldn't have to listen to this disgusting women, but the lady pushed back to keep it open. 

"Baby, I think it's time. I think it's time to cum up me and give me your baby," the women said. 

"MMMMMM" the man moaned. 

"Oh yes fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." the women yelled. 

Joyce gave up. She kicked the door, stormed back to her room and threw some clothes on so she could go to the outer deck and get away from this vile couple. As she walked down the corridor the couple's loud moaning echoed down the hall and followed her around the corner. Her heart rate and blood pressure felt very high. She could barely contain her anger. 

"No baby pull out and cum on my face!" Alisha said while stepping away from Mark towards the door. 

Mark felt frustrated. He wanted to cum up her so badly, but she never let him. 

"Why?" he asked in an annoyed tone. 

"I'm sorry baby. You are just going to have to trust me. When you come up me for the first time, it needs to be perfect. I thought this was the right time, but it's not," Alisha said as she kneeled in front of him and looked up at him apologetically. 

"I don't know what you have got planned Alisha, but ... " Mark began to say before being interrupted.

"Baby we just fucked right in front of your wife and got away with it. I got to say what I really think of her while you were pounding me from behind. How hot is that? The stupid bitch had no idea it was you. You have made me a very happy women and you will be rewarded, trust me. Good things are coming your way!" with that Alisha grabbed Mark's softening cock and put it her mouth tasting her own juices in the process. 

"Mmmmmmm" Mark moaned. 

Alisha knew what to say to get him hard again and cum on her face. 

"Tell me something nasty about your wife..." Alisha asked. 

Mark went through a long list of exactly how Alisha was superior to his wife with Alisha nodding in agreement. Mark soon came all over his lover forgetting about the earlier disappointment. Mark was led back to the bed where he and Alisha kissed then fell asleep in each other's arms. 

When he woke up he heard the door shut in the suite next door. Joyce had returned. Mark carefully pulled his arm out from under Alisha's head so he didn't wake her. She looked beautiful when she slept. Mark left Alisha's room and circled around the hallway so as not to be suspected by Joyce. He entered their room. Joyce sat on the bed with her arms crossed. 

"Where the hell were you?! I looked everywhere" she demanded. 

"I was on the deck" Mark began. 

"I looked on the fucking deck, you weren't there," Joyce cried. 

"I have been looking for you the whole time. I have been back to this room several times, but you weren't there. We must have kept missing each other," Mark said impressed with his ability to lie on the spot so quickly.

"Oh ... I'm sorry Mark. It's just that I really needed your support," Joyce began.

"What happened honey?" Mark asked. 

"Oh I met some terrible people from the suite next door," Joyce said tearfully. 

Joyce went on to explain the whole ordeal and how she had wished Mark was there to back her up. 

"Well honey. You can't blame a couple for wanting to make love on a cruise ship. It's kind of expected" Mark justified. 

"Are you siding with them?!" Joyce demanded. 

"Well ... you did interrupt them during an intimate moment. It's only natural for them to get angry," Mark explained. 

"Well ok but it was just that ... well... you just had to be there Mark! She was a total skanky slut. I could hear everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. She was seducing a wealthy married man. I sure feel sorry for his poor wife! And, ... well ... I couldn't help but get the feeling she was somehow going out of her way to show me that she was in some way superior to me," Joyce went on. 




The Asian Intern & the Married Man Ch. 03



"I see," said Mark trying to sound sympathetic. 

"Trust me Mark, she is a nasty piece of work and has that man wrapped around her finger. I have never been treated so badly in my life! Perhaps you could go talk to them?" Joyce asked. 

"Oh really Joyce? It sounds to me like we have interfered in their lives too much already. It's really none of our business. We don't know who these people are or what they are capable of. Best to drop a line to the manger. That's about all we can do," Mark concluded before realising his mistake. Both rooms were under his name! If Joyce called, the manager would surely reveal that to her. He thought quickly. 

"On second thought honey! You are right! I will talk to them first thing in the morning. Nobody talks to my wife like that!" Mark said with a mocked expression of anger. 

"Oh Mark. Thank you! It would mean a lot to me!" Joyce said while appearing to calm down. 

In the morning Mark put on his gym gear and made for the door. Joyce called after him. 

"Are you going to talk to them?" she asked. 

Mark had forgotten. 

"Oh yes. Sure thing!" Mark called back. 

He left the room and pounded on the other door next to him. A shocked Alisha answered and was also in gym gear. She smiled up at him surprised to see him. He gave a big exaggerated wink.

"How dare you treat my wife like that?!!" he began. 

Alisha looked shocked and then appeared to figure out what was going on. She smiled back.

"Well your bitch of a wife disturbed us during a very intimate moment!!" Alisha yelled back. 

Joyce put her ear to the door listening. She was proud of her husband for sticking up for her. A wide smile went across her face. 

"How dare you call my wife a bitch!! The only bitch around her is you!!" Mark said. 

Alisha smiled in surprise then pulled him in for a sloppy passionate kiss. She then pushed him away. 

"Are you calling me a bitch you fucking asshole!" Alisha smiled. 

Mark clapped his hands at the excellent performance then reached down and kissed her again. 

"Let's go up to the deck after this," he whispered in her ear. She nodded before Mark continued again.

"I am calling you a bitch! Do you even know who I am? Trust me, you don't want to get on the wrong side of me!" Mark shouted. 

Alisha was looking turned on. She grabbed his crotch and smiled up at him. 

"I am sorry..." she began while stroking his cock and looking up at him seductively. 

"Are you?!" Mark replied. 

"Yes, I was out of line. I won't do it again" she put her other arm around his neck and looked deep into his eyes before kissing him long and passionately. 

Mark indulged before pulling away. 

"See that you don't!" Mark shouted. 

He then pulled Alisha out of her room and slammed the door. Making it sound like he slammed it on her. They then walked up the hall together holding hands. Meanwhile, Joyce leaned back on the wall feeling relieved and happy. Her husband had protected her honour. 

Mark took Alisha straight up to the reception to talk to the manager. 

"Can I help you?" the short man in an immaculate suit asked. 

"Yes you can. I am from room 304 where I am staying with my wife," Mark said as the man smiled at both of them thinking that Alisha was his wife. 

"Are the two of you enjoying your stay here?" he asked. 

"Yes very much. But I have a request. As your computers will show, I have two rooms booked under my name, 304 and 305. 305 is the room that I have booked for my mistress," Mark said confidently while pulling Alisha closely to him while she leaned her head on his shoulder looking at the man. The man looked visibly uncomfortable. 

"I ... see..." he replied. 

"Yes, and well, my wife of course doesn't know about this and I would like it to stay that way," Mark explained. 

"Of course sir," he replied. 

"Yes,... now you might get a ... well, let's say a noise complaint call from my wife in 304. I would appreciate it if you did not indicate to her in anyway that the two rooms are in fact booked under the same name," Mark said while reaching in his pocket.

"Yes of course sir," the man said somewhat disturbed. 

"Yes ...and ... well ... this is for just in case there are other noise complaints about 305," Mark said while placing $500 dollars on the table. 

The man quickly picked it up wide eyed. He then looked side to side and put the money in his pocket. He began to smile. He apparently now approved. 

"Understood sir. I will deal with any complaints personally," he confirmed. 

"See that you do," Alisha chimed in. 

"Absolutely. We hope you enjoy the rest of your stay here," the man said. 

"Don't worry we plan on doing everything," Alisha said sexily while still facing the man. 

"See the trouble this one gets me in!" Mark said jokingly. 

"Yes...quite..." the man said uncomfortably. 

The happy couple walked away together towards the gym. While Mark was on the cross trainer he watched Alisha doing barbell squats. She was lifting heavy, Mark realised. She sure seemed to know her way around the gym. No wonder she has such an amazing big ass. She works at it, Mark realised. 

The rest of the holiday was wonderful. Mark fucked Alisha every night and every morning letting her scream and moan to her heart's content. Joyce was of course furious, but all her complaints to the manger seemed to fall on deaf ears. On the last evening, Mark got Joyce drunk feigning sexual interest while actually intending to get her to pass out. He then got in his best clothes and took a glamorously stunning Alisha upstairs to the dining room where they shared a romantic dinner before standing on the edge of the deck. 

Mark was proud to have the most gorgeous women on this ship on display with him. And Alisha was extatic that she could be Mark's women for a night without needing to hide behind closed doors. Mark stood behind her on the deck, arms clasped around her waist, while looking at the night sky. It was almost like a scene from The Titanic. Except after a while they started fucking right there on the deck. 

While thrusting into her from behind, she turned around and looked at him almost seriously. 

"So when are you and your wife going to have me around for dinner?" Alisha's face turned to a seductive smile. 

"You're a bad girl," Mark replied while fucking her slow. 

"I know I am. But you love me anyway" Alisha turned while smiling at him. She didn't often talk of love. 

"I suppose I do," Mark admitted to himself.