Anna Seduced (MF, Reluctant, Cheating)
A naive young woman
is harassed and tempted by an aggressive colleague during a business trip
while her jealous but clueless boyfriend waits by the pool. Copyright
2004 by The TigerShark Unauthorized
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Anna Seduced (MF, Reluctant, Cheating) The Introduction Anna
and Scott were one of those perfect couples who seemed to have been together
forever.� In fact, they had met in
high school, attended the same college, and now lived together and worked
only a few miles apart.� They drove to
work together, met for lunch, and generally spent little time apart.� Because of this, they were naturally
trusting of each other, and the idea of one suspecting the other of cheating
was absurd. However,
this changed when Anna was promoted.�
In high school she was a skinny, mousy girl with few friends and ugly
glasses.� Her religious parents ruined
any chance of a normal social life or fashionable clothes.� Scott (himself a bit of an outcast) was
one of the only boys to notice her in those days.� After he asked her to the junior prom, and to the irritation of
her parents, Scott became the center of her life. In
college and the years after, Anna slowly blossomed.� While still thin and petite, her figure filled out to be quite
womanly.� Her wire-framed glasses were
replaced by designer dark frames that accented her blue eyes and gentle
features.� Her dark hair was styled
but she wore it shoulder length and free.�
Above all, she adopted a sexy and fashionable clothing style that
accented her figure.� She finally got
noticed (and hit on) whenever her and Scott were apart. The
most important change in Anna was the increase in her self-confidence.� She still was somewhat shy and
soft-spoken, particularly in a crowd.�
But her newfound assertiveness and calm control were quickly noticed
at her marketing firm and she was promoted to marketing director. And
this is when things became difficult with Scott.� The new job required substantial travel, particularly as Anna
was still meeting important customers and working with her new sales
team.� She was expected to make
several trips a year to each territory for a week or two at a time.� Scott, who had only ever been out of their
home state a few times, could not relate and was not used to being at
home.� He started to worry about her
safety first, and then her fidelity.�
Then when Anna unwisely told him the story about her colleague in
California, things got even worse. The Elevator The third trip Anna made was to the
southwest territory to visit with her sales rep Victor and Anna was not
looking forward to it.� She had met
Victor on several occasions and she found him to be difficult.� He was Italian but originally from
Argentina.� He was hansom but brash
and controlling.� For all of Anna�s new self-confidence,
she could not find a way to deal with Victor.� He was overly courteous but patronizing and dismissive.� It was easy to assume that Victor was
chauvinist and unlikely to listen to a woman manager.� Anna also had the impression that he was a
bit of a womanizer, though she thought maybe this was stereotyping on her
part.� When he picked her up at the
airport, she was surprised and relieved to see he wore a wedding ring.� But then it occurred to her to wonder why
she had not noticed it before.� Had he
had taken it off during his trips to her company, and if so, why? The trip was a short one.� Victor was always the patronizing
gentleman, holding the door at every chance, helping her to her seat.� Only in retrospect did Anna remember or
imagine him staring at her inappropriately, the occasional glances at her
legs as they drove in the car or his gaze dropping from her eyes to her
breasts and waist.� By the end of the
week she was fairly comfortable with him and in a good mood at the thought of
heading home. The last night they went out for dinner
and again against protocol Victor paid.�
As he drove her back to the hotel they exchanged small talk.� For the first time, Victor seemed
interested in asking more personal questions of her.� She told him about Scott and a bit about
their life together.� They were mid
conversation when they arrived back at the hotel.� Victor suggested that they have a drink in the hotel bar and
Anna consented. In the empty bar, their conversation
continued.� Victor gave few details
about his own life but seemed genuinely interested in hers.� Anna found herself surprised that Victor
wanted to hear about Scott and their relationship, but after a few drinks her
guard was down and she answered his questions.� It was tempting to compare the two men.� Scott was the sensitive guy-type.� Conservative and cautious, even in the
bedroom.� Victor was sharper
somehow.� Bold and direct, maybe
careless.� But not afraid to get
exactly what he wanted. Eventually Victor looked at his watch and
said, �It�s getting late, I�ll help you to your room.�� Anna smiled and stood, �I can find it
okay on my own, thank you,� she said, offering him her hand for a goodbye
shake.� �Nonsense,� he said, and taking her by
the arm, led her toward the elevators. �Victor, I don�t think..� she started to
say, but the elevator doors opened ahead of them.� He stepped in, still holding her arm in his left hand, he
placed his right at the small of her back and guided her in next to him. The elevator door closed.� �Sixteen,� she said, gesturing toward the
buttons.� Without taking his eyes off
her, Victor hit the button for her floor and the elevator lurched upwards. Victor released her arm but turned in
front of her, blocking the door.� He
was much taller than her, she felt like a little girl in front of him.� With little warning his hands were on her
hips and he bent to kiss her.� She
responded briefly, melting into him for a second or two only before the
reality of what was happening hit her and she struggled to push him away.� He resisted for a moment, holding her waist
tightly with large hands and strong forearms.� She glared at him furiously and he relented, letting go with a
smirk on his face.� Just then the door
opened.� She twisted around him, and
bolted out the door as quickly as she could.�
Her heart paused hoping he wouldn�t follow her, but the door closed
behind her and she returned to her room. Later, as she lay in the dark, feeling
miserable, she told herself that it was anger at being taken advantage of and
guilt at returning Victor�s attention, if only for a few seconds.� Still sleepless late at night, she allowed
herself to wonder what it would have been like had she allowed Victor back to
her room.� It almost seemed that she
could still smell his cologne.� She
was surprised at the naughty feeling of desire between her legs and told
herself that it was only sexual frustration, and that she had to get herself
back to Scott. The Reaction However, Scott reacted to her story with
something like cold fury.� At first
she was a little turned on by his jealousy, it was a side him she had never
seen.� Of course, Anna carefully
withheld the part about returning Victor�s kiss but that served to make her
feel a bit ashamed at Scott�s distrust.�
But after it became apparent that Scott blamed her for Victor�s actions,
she started to resent his attitude.�
In fact, she had only told him about Victor�s attention because it
made her feel sexy and desired.� Maybe
she wanted to make Scott feel a bit jealous but only so he would pay more
attention to her, especially in the bedroom.�
But being made to feel like a slut by her long-time boyfriend only
served to make her feel trapped and angry. When finally they made love that night,
it was bland and predictable and not the release Anna had hoped for.� After several minutes of missionary
pounding by Scott, she found herself thinking of Victor and the elevator,
then fantasizing about Victor in her hotel room.� Desire finally stirred in her but not quick enough and soon
Scott was finished and rolling off her. The Airplane Trouble came again a week later when her
company ordered her back to the southwest territory to deal with a difficult
account in Phoenix.� That meant
working with Victor for a week � indeed probably staying in the same hotel
since he would have to travel there from LA.�
It also meant facing Scott.�
Lying to him was nearly impossible since she carefully forwarded him
her itinerary on every trip.� Anna
spent most of the day worrying about the effect it would have on her
relationship.� Scott would be
furiously jealous and suspicious.�
After dwelling on it for a few hours it occurred to her to worry about
her own resolve and sexual frustration as well.� Would she be able to fend Victor off for a week? By the end of the day she had an
idea.� She would invite Scott
along.� Maybe if he knew a bit more
about her business trips he would be less threatened by them.� Her evenings would be spent with her
boyfriend and not Victor, who almost certainly would lose interest in her if
Scott was there. Scott agreed immediately to the idea of
going on the trip.� For a brief time
the stress between them thawed and things were more or less back to
normal.� But then Anna got bad news.� Victor would spend several days before her
trip at headquarters and would fly with her to Phoenix.� Now Scott and Victor would most certainly
meet on the plane.� Scott had
threatened several times during their arguments to talk to Victor directly
and Anna didn�t relish the idea of an embarrassing confrontation.� She couldn�t let Victor think she had to
run to her boyfriend to solve her problems.
Their flight to Phoenix was very early
and they planned the first customer meeting the afternoon of their
arrival.� Scott wasn�t thrilled that
Victor was going to be there but had agreed to keep quiet about it.� They drove to the airport in silence. Victor met them at the gate.� Scott didn�t confront him.� If anything he looked out of place and
awkward.� Victor and Anna were dressed
up, ready for the meeting at the end of the flight, Anna in a pair of tight
black pants and a blouse that just barely covered her stomach, Victor in his
usual dark suit.� Scott was in shorts
and a T-shirt, still looking tired and irritable.� He shook Victor�s hand but offered nothing more than a muttered
greeting.� They boarded the flight and
Anna fell asleep on Scott�s shoulder, Victor a dozen rows behind. Several hours into the flight, Anna woke
having to pee.� Scott was still asleep
next to her.� She got up to use the
bathroom and caught Victor�s eye as she walked past.� After using the toilet, she fixed her hair
and makeup and smoothed her clothing.�
She paused and stared at herself in the mirror for a second or two and
then opened the door � reveling Victor. She startled badly and looked urgently to
the right and left to see if anyone was watching.� Victor took this as affirmation and gently brushed her into the
bathroom and closed the door behind him.
He bit her lightly on the neck and she
felt his finger slide past her thong and up inside her.� She was quite wet and desire flared from
between her legs into her stomach.�
With a single finger he rubbed her with increasing urgency inside and
out.� He was nearly lifting her off
the ground by the crotch and she felt like she would pass out in ecstasy.� When she finally came it was nearly
overwhelming � she was forcefully rocking her hips back into his pelvis,
feeling the hardness of his penis through their clothing.� After she came she turned and forcefully
kissed him on the lips, for the moment forgetting about the plane and her
boyfriend twenty or so rows ahead of them.�
But then, as she tried to determine how to reciprocate, the flight
attendant made the �now approaching our destination� announcement and Victor
turned to leave.� Fortunately there was no one else waiting
for the bathroom, but she waited a moment or two in case Scott was watching
for her.� He was still asleep,
blissfully unaware that his high school sweetheart was just finger-fucked in
the airplane bathroom.� The rest of
the flight was miserable for Anna.�
She felt guilty and despicable.�
But there was no denying the lingering warm feeling between her
legs.� As the plane taxied to the
gate, she found herself with her hand in her lap, discreetly pressing against
her pussy, trying to recapture the pleasure from the bathroom. The Hotel The three shared an extremely awkward
(for Anna) ride to the hotel in the rental car.� Scott rode in the back, as they were only going to drop him off
and proceed to their meeting.� His
resentment at Anna and Victor riding in the front together was obvious.� If only he knew, thought Anna. She said goodbye to Scott and they made
plans to meet at the hotel at 7 for dinner.�
She got back in the car and Victor drove off.� They didn�t speak.� Anna thought the silence was comfortable,
at least she didn�t feel obligated to say anything.� She wondered, however, when Victor would want more than to
pleasure her with his hands. Her answer came quickly.� After driving a few miles he turned onto a
side street then turned again back toward the hotel.� Anna did not have to ask why.� He drove into the parking deck and they
got out together silently and headed to the lobby.� Anna was terrified that Scott would still be there but it had
been nearly half an hour, plenty of time for him to have checked-in in the
middle of the day.� Victor got his
room key and for the second time guided Anna toward a hotel elevator.� While Victor used the bathroom, Anna
stared out his room window toward the pool.�
She knew Scott would be out there shortly; hopefully unaware of what
was happening to his woman ten floors above.�
She knew she could end everything here, head out, back to the car or
to Scott and her room.� It would be
the right thing to do.� It might be
the only way to save her relationship.
He started to become firm against her
tongue.� She lightly nibbled and sucked.� She had only done this a few times before
with Scott and worried that she was doing it wrong.� She wondered what Scott would think of her now � nearly naked
in a thong, kneeling before a tall near-stranger still wearing his business
suit, his dick in her mouth.� Desire
flared again between her legs, she found herself hoping that Victor wouldn�t
finish this way.� She rubbed herself
with her free hand. After only a few minutes, Victor guided her head away and helped her up off the floor.� Hey lay her down on the bed and started to remove his suit.� She was surprised at how built he was, everything on him was somehow larger than Scott.� Again she felt small before him, like a teenager.� Finally his large hands slid her thong off and they were naked together.� He climbed onto the bed and she opened her legs for him.� His penis was impossibly hard and he wore
no condom.� Anna had never let Scott
skip protection, even for a minute in all the years they were together.� But it seemed like it would spoil the mood
to demand it now.� Victor slid his
hard bare cock deep into her in a soothing gentle thrust.� She was tight for him but impossibly wet.� It crossed her mind that this was only the
second man to make love to her.� He
held it there for a moment while he kissed her, but it was too much for
Anna.� She rocked her hips impatiently
and he pulled out almost all the way before thrusting again and again.� Starting slow, then fast, then slow again,
her first sharp orgasm was after only a few minutes.� She gripped him sharply and let out an
explosive sigh and then bit his shoulder to keep quiet.� Victor grinded and pumped into her for a
while.� The sensation of his bare
penis hard inside her pussy was better than she could have imagined.� They shifted position several times and
she came repeatedly, each time more satisfying than the last.� Finally, with her on top, he grabbed her
ass tightly and moved her up and down on his cock until she came one last
time.� He arched his back and came
also and she felt his hot seed splash in side of her.� He held her in that position until the
last glow of her orgasm faded and then he turned and she fell next to
him.� They lay there together for several
hours, she stretched out and slept better than she had in months. Finally she got up and got dressed,
except for her thong, which Victor insisted on keeping.� She met Scott at the pool, hoping he
wouldn�t notice the bruises and scratches, her flushed face, the absent
underwear, or the smell of aftershave and cologne on her body.� He was largely oblivious, or at least did
not voice his suspicions. The Week In between and after their meetings, Anna
let Victor fuck her several more times that week, once even in her own hotel
room.� The fear that Scott would come
back early only heightened her excitement and desire.� Later that night she could no longer
justify avoiding Scott�s advances and they had sex in the same bed.� Anna even managed a small orgasm thinking
of what kind of girl she must be to sleep with two men in the same day.� She convinced Scott to keep the lights off
so he wouldn�t notice the hickey on the inside of her leg or the fingerprint
bruises on her thighs.� And as always
he used a condom, hopefully assuming the extra wetness he felt in her was
only her excitement. On the last day, after they had checked out of the hotel, Victor hiked up her skirt and took her from behind in the back seat of the rental car.� He had parked in a quiet alleyway only a half hour before they were due to pick up Scott.� He held her on his lap and as he thrust into her, his fingers massaged and rubbed her clitoris.� Anna came repeatedly on him, arching her back and loudly panting in pleasure.� She could feel Victor�s sperm dripping out of her as they drove to pick up her boyfriend.� The car smelled of sex and mingled perfume and cologne but it seemed her na�ve boyfriend missed that hint as well.� Earlier in the week Anna thought this
ignorance was endearing a bit and she felt bad.� But after the car ride to the airport, she concluded that Scott
was too slow and clueless for her, and that she wouldn�t be able to enjoy sex
with such a novice again. On the flight home she fantasized only
about Victor, and began planning her next trip to the southwest.� The End |