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Not Really Cheating?
by Author Obscure (1991)
***
A woman likes to control the situation by playing the
"sex card" even though she doesn't really want to cheat
on her husband. (MF, voy, mast, cyber)
***
I was working with a computer consulting group and one
of the members of my group was a very attractive
professional woman name Laura. She really had a great
deal going for her, a BS in Industrial Engineering, her
husband worked for one of the Big-6 Accounting
consulting firms and she came from a fairly affluent
background.
When I hired her I had some doubts about whether she
would be happy just doing software support, but she
quickly became a valued employee that I relied on
heavily. She had a very poised and confident manner that
had a soothing effect on the other employees and when
she lacked the technical knowledge to solve a problem,
it just made her more determined to learn it and keep
going.
The work was very stressful as are most software
companies. The ever changing technology and demands of
users keep the pace pretty fast. The owner of the
company was a real asshole and taskmaster who didn't
even trust his own brother who also worked there.
He was the kind of guy that place surveillance cameras
on the INSIDE to watch his own workers!!! He also didn't
have a clue for any long range considerations, he was
always after a fast buck. Needless to say this made
obtaining some job satisfaction rather tough and we
relied on each other for support and morale boasts. This
also caused us to become very comfortable and intimate
with one another.
Laura really seemed to talk about more and more personal
things and I found out that her husband was on a
prolonged project that kept him away 5 days a week and
only home on the weekends.
Gradually, Laura and I began going to lunch together and
these conversations got even more intimate. One day, we
were discussing Sex, Lies and Videotape and we were
musing about what it was that appealed to us in that
movie.
"Like the reviews say, it's about control," I commented
without much thought. "But, I found the idea of
voyeurism very erotic, especially the masturbation
comments," Laura replied without any embarrassment which
just added to the her image of poise and confidence that
I had been formulating. I found myself getting somewhat
aroused and feeling a heavy attraction to her at this
point.
"Well, I've always heard that sexual satisfaction comes
from two things, fantasy and friction and I guess it
doesn't matter how you apply the friction." I surprised
myself with my candor.
"Well fantasy does play a big part in my sex life, I
have to with Mike being gone all the time."
"Yes, you probably are the master of phone sex!" I
teased her back.
"Well, any sex is better than no sex!" she quipped back.
"Besides, I really like the picture my mind forms of
Mike masturbating and to think that he is turned on by
me!"
At this point I was really getting turned on and there
was a bit of an awkward pause as we stared into each
other's eyes a bit longer than normal. "I once heard
that men masturbate out of boredom and woman masturbate
out of loneliness," I commented not really expecting a
reply, just trying to break the tension.
"Well, with my schedule and work, I'm certainly not
bored, so I guess it applies in my case," Laura replied.
"Besides, your mind can work very hard thinking up ways
to turn yourself on."
I wanted to comment about what exactly turned her on,
but I couldn't get myself to say it. Instead I said, "I
wish my wife was a bit more... imaginative when it comes
to sex. I mean I really enjoy sex with her, but at times
I feel as if I'm the only one trying to make things
happen." I surprised myself that I was revealing so much
of my personnel feelings to Laura.
Our eyes locked one more time for a few seconds longer
than usual and I felt my mouth get rather dry as the
sexual tension was becoming very thick. I couldn't
believe how turned on I was and how attracted I was. I
thought about all of those stories about just grabbing
her in my arms and kissing her passionately, but for
some unknown reason I did not.
"We gotta get back," I finally said to break the spell.
Laura agreed and quickly took a big swig of her soft
drink. I wonder if she had a dry mouth too I thought to
myself. Could she be feeling the same attraction to me?
The next couple of days were pretty uneventful, we were
both too busy for lunch and the work load kept our
attentions focused on work rather than pleasure. My mind
wrestled with my growing attraction and wondering if she
felt the same.
I kept telling myself that an attractive and poised
woman like her would not be attracted to a computer geek
like me. Besides, even if she was considering straying
every other guy in the office probably lusted after her,
so what chance would I have? One afternoon about 2 weeks
later I emerged from my office she got caught by the
boss and really reamed out (in earshot of many people)
over something that was not her fault. (He was so good
at employee relations!)
She went to her desk practically in tears. I was a
little surprised by her display of emotion, (although it
was justified) so I asked her into my office. "I can't
take this guy anymore!" she sobbed.
I offered her a Kleenex and tried to get her to sit
down, but when I touched her arm she hugged me rather
strongly. "Please just hold me for a minute!!"
I returned her hug and stroked her hair softly. The
smell of her shampoo and perfume were having their
effect and my cock began to stir very quickly. I tried
to ease out of the embrace, but she really began to sob.
"Laura, you know you're a good worker and our customer's
appreciate your effort and work! That is what we said is
truly important remember?" I attempted to rally her by
reminder her of our past conversations. I finally got
her to sit down, but this brought the bulge in my pants
to her eye level and she smiled and looked at me with
what appeared to me to be bedroom eyes. We fell into one
of those long silences and the sexual tension got really
unbearable.
"Maybe you should go home for the day," I finally
replied to break the tension, retreating behind my desk
to hide my bulge.
"No, I don't want that bastard to know he got the better
of me," she replied. I truly admired her tenacity and
this was really turning me on.
"Well, let's go get a drink after work, we both need
one."
"Thanks, so much Dave, I hope you don't think I'm just a
blubbering female here, I mean..." And she started to
cry again.
"Laura, it's not worth this..." I attempted to say.
"No, Dave, it's not just this job, you see... I-I... I'm
really starting to become very attracted to you... and
the tension from that along with this job is getting too
much!"
Oh-boy!!! Here it was, we finally were confronting this
demon.
"Well Laura, to be honest, I've very attracted to you as
well," I confessed.
She smiled up at me, "I figured you were too when I felt
your hard-on when we hugged. That's what gave me the
confidence to tell you about my attraction," she
replied.
"Uh, now what do we do?" I asked. "I don't think either
one of us wants to cheat."
She smiled as if I walked right into her plan and said.
"Cheating involves having sex. We don't necessarily need
to have sex to meet our needs," she replied with a grin
that told me that we could work this out. "Let's meet
after work and talk about it over drinks and dinner.
Tell your wife you're pulling an all-nighter."
I called my wife and told her I'd stop off and get a
change of clothes but that I'd be working all night and
flying out early. Since it had happened before, she was
not too surprised or suspicious.
Laura and I went out to dinner and drinks. After about
an hour of very deep and friendly conversation about
goals and ideals. We talked about guilt and fidelity and
as I suspected our morales were pretty much in line so I
wondered how she could justify what we were
contemplating doing.
"Phone sex or C-sex is just an extension of a fantasy
and is not cheating," she started. "I-I... j-just want
you to watch me masturbate and I want to watch you come
while you are doing it!" she stammered her confession.
It was quite surprising because she was always so poised
that this stuttering was very out of character. I
reached across the table and took her hand. It was the
first time we had touched since the embrace in my
office. My mouth got dry and my cock very hard. I took
her hand and pulled it under the table to my cock and
said. "This is the effect you are having on me. I like
your idea."
"Let's go back to my place. But you'd better drive, I'm
a little shaky," she confessed.
We paid the bill and left to my car. As I unlocked her
door for her, I pulled her toward me and kissed her very
passionately. She responded by running her hands through
my hair and dancing her tongue inside my mouth.
"This is going to be fun," she said as we started to
drive away. I noticed her pulling up her skirt to expose
some more of her thigh. She then lifted herself off of
the seat a bit and removed her silk panties, they had an
obvious wet spot. She brought the panties to my nose and
said, "THIS is the effect your having on me!" And she
proceeded to move her hand under her skirt and stroke
herself lightly.
"I'm going to put my finger inside me now and pretend
it's your cock. I can't wait until we get to the
apartment to come, I'm going to come now!!" And she
really started humping her fingers until she let out
several squeaky screams letting me know she was over the
edge.
When we got to the apartment, I kissed her once again.
As she walk into the apartment, she started to take off
her blouse when I stopped her. "Let me do that." I
turned her around and gazed into her eyes and said "You
have such a beautiful body, I want to unwrap it slowly."
I removed her blouse and I kissed each shoulder and each
side of her neck, licking ever so softly with my tongue.
I unsnapped her bra and let it drop and my hands flowed
down to her nipples which were small but very hard. I
slowly ran circles around them with my fingers and then
moved my hands to her back and down her back to her ass.
I unzipped the zipper on her skirt.
"A zipper unzipping is one of the most erotic sounds," I
said as I let her skirt drop to the floor. "You've got a
great body, I really like smaller breasts and yours are
really turning me on!"
She stood before me naked and stared into my eyes
saying. "You make me feel so comfortable." She placed
her head against my chest and moved her arms around my
neck. "Now it's my turn!!"
She unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off me. "I like a
chest with no hair," she said as she brought her mouth
to my chest and slowly licked my nipples and breastbone.
"It makes it feel harder." She then unbuttoned and
unzipped my pants to release my swollen and throbbing
cock. I stepped out of the pants and she asked me to
stroke it.
Then, out of nowhere THE PHONE RANG!
"It's Mike," she said. "He's expecting me to be home."
She stepped over to the phone and I watched her pick it
up. They started with some small talk. I was amazed at
her poise and ability to stand there naked after
watching me stroke my cock in front of her, and talk
about her day. After a short while her tone started to
change and get playful and sexy.
My hard-on had started to subside, but with this change
I could feel it begin to sprout again. Then I heard her
say, "I want to make you come!" And with that, she
motioned to me with her finger to come over by her.
I walked over to her and she sat down on the coach with
her knees up exposing her neatly trimmed pussy. I was
standing a few feet away and she motioned me closer and
made some vigorous motions with her hands that I took as
wanting to masturbate.
She continued to talk to Mike. "...I'm sitting down
watching your cock. It is only inches from my face and
you are stroking it very rapidly. I want to watch you
come. I want you to come all over my face. I need to see
the lust in your eyes."
She sounded as if she was talking to both of us. I began
stroke my cock faster and moved it closer to her as she
nodded her approval. I had to bit my tongue to keep from
groaning or screaming out.
"Michael," she said to indicate she wanted only her
husband's attention, "I want to hear you come. Tell me
how hard you are. I want to see your come, tell me how
it looks."
I wasn't going to able to last much longer this whole
thing was so perverted I didn't know what to think. But
at the same time I was so hard it actually hurt. I look
her directly in the eyes and she nodded and I let fly my
orgasm.
Mike must of come too because there was a real long
pause. My come had landed on Laura's knees and stomach
and she started playfully moving her fingers around in
it. "I'm swirling your come between my fingers and
writing your name on my breasts with your semen," she
said into the phone as she actually did write out Dave
instead of Mike.
Finally she hung up the phone. We cuddled together on
the couch for a bit. It had been one of the most
explosive sexual experiences of my life. I was in
heaven, I felt no guilt but I was starting to wonder
about it, so I asked, "Did you set that up so that Mike
would call while I was here?"
"Would little innocent me do that?" she replied but her
face told me the truth.
END
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
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