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The Start of my Affair, Part Two

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My lover Todd liked the story I shared, so much he asked me to share another one. If you are not sure who Todd is or what this is all about, go back and look at my first story I shared, titled The Start of My Affair. I cannot be bothered to revisit the detail for this story. This is just the follow up told for the pleasure of my lover, Todd.

Events of the first story happened on Saturday night. When I woke up and revision in my mind what happened Sunday morning, I knew that we had got away with it. I was on cloud nine, but there was a part of me concerned how awkward Sunday would be and hope that Todd and I would be capable to keep last night’s personal experience hidden between us and all outward appearances seem normal. Saturday night was an experience of a life time, but I did not want to lose my husband and son because of what happened. When I dressed and joined my husband, our son and Todd for breakfast, Todd was perfect, nothing out of the ordinary, no longing looks no hints of our deceit. What happened the night before was going to stay between him and myself. During the day, he and I may have held on a look between us a little longer than normal, but that would be the extent of anything outside of normal. Throughout the day, as I relived the night before, I started to wonder if it would not be a onetime fuck. We did not plan it, it just developed. To try to relive a passionate fuck like we had, might be fool hardy. It was so natural, you could not plan it and have it work out the same twice. At some time, we will be alone, and it would make sense that we would have to talk about what happened. That would make it more awkward. As the day progressed, I was convincing myself that our fuck Saturday night was a onetime extramarital affair for me and a lost in judgement between us, no matter how great of a fuck it was.

So, Sunday was fine, no problems. Todd and I did not have any time by ourselves, so, no awkward moments. Monday rolls around like Mondays do, and with all Mondays that summer, all four of us had to go to work. My son was the first to leave, early to be home early. My husband and I usually leave around the same time, and Todd’s job started at 10 am for him. I did not really see Todd that morning, ready to follow my husband out the door, but unable to get my shit together. As my husband pulled out toward work, I was still searching for my keys, throwing my cell in my bag, and wondering why every Monday morning I am so disorganized. I was just ready to head out the front door, when I turn around and there walks by, Todd, just out of the shower, walking to the kitchen, wearing just a towel wrapped around his young smooth body, saying “Good morning” as he enters the kitchen. I was stunned. I gave a quiet “Good morning” back, but my mouth was gapping open with the sight of his towel wrapped smooth young body. When, he walked back into the living room, we stood facing each other. After a little pause, Todd asked about the others. I replied they have both left for work and I was just out the door, but my body did not move toward the door, I just stood there, and continued to stand there as Todd walked quietly toward me. Todd may be only a towel, but I was dressed for work; wearing a skirt that reached almost to my knees, a light button up top and jacket that matched the skirt. Standard office work attire. This is how I was ready for work, when Todd walked up to me. He gently grabbed my hands, unsure the reaction he would receive, he seemed nervous. I was nervous and unsure also, but I held his hands in mine, feeling a lump in my throat. I don’t think either of us knew what to say or what to do. Two nights ago, we had an incredible time, so dangerous and naughty, so inhibited but what were either of us expecting now. Our pause of silent awkwardness was followed by Todd gently leaning in. I leaned into him as I felt his face move toward mine. He gave me a silent soft gently kiss on the lips. It felt so nice. I liked being kissed by this young man. I leaned into him more when I felt him starting to pull back, prolonging our kiss. The kiss evolved into open mouths, more tongue, more animation into a proper kiss, then the proper kiss was becoming more of a make out kiss. Both of our mouths working feverishly. Our tongues exploring each other mouths. We were still holding hands, but as our kisses intensified, my hands instinctively reached for his torso, gripping his chest. Our animation increased, we started releasing soft moans and the breathing became heavier.

Both of my hands held him close, rubbing and exploring his bare chest. His hands held me, one on my back, the other lower, gently rubbing my ass over my skirt. Feeling his hand over my skirt on my ass, I reached around to feel his ass over his towel, but my hand followed his bare back down to his bare ass. I was surprised to feel his ass exposed, but as my hand followed the contour of this firm ass, he released a moan of approval deep in our kiss. Where was his towel? Why was his ass exposed like this? The kissing session we were engaged in, probably loosened the tie of his towel, unwrapping off his body. The only reason it did not fall to the floor, was the part pressed between our bodied as we were kissing. But that ended as Todd broke off the kiss to move his hands around and to my jacket and top. As he worked to push off my jacket and then unbutton my top, the towel dropped. Separating, as Todd worked to expose my upper body, I enjoyed the view of his completely naked young smooth body and the gift of his ridged hard cock standing straight up, pointing at me.

With the quick removal of my jacked, blouse, and bra, my upper body was naked and my hands feeling his naked body, I could not resist him as he removed my tops, and I knew the situation was out of control. I leaned in, we reignited our kiss, my desire was evident, his hands rubbing my exposed breast, working my hard nipples. It was getting out of control again and fast. It was so wrong, standing together in the livingroom, I had one hand giving his cock and balls the desired attention they needed, my other hand held his ass tight, almost holding him firm so he did not get away, not that he showed any intention. His cock felt so hard and warm. I was in a desperate situation.

Todd went further, one hand trying to pull up my skirt, but it was too tight. It required both of his hands releasing my breast, and ask we continued to stand there making out without any thought of the consequences, his hands pulled my skirt up around my waist, where it stayed as his hands massaged my ass, then finally pushing my thong down past my ass far enough down my legs where, without a second thought, I could just kick it off. I felt his naked body pressing against my exposed body. His hard cock pressing against my pelvis and stomach. His hands on my ass pulling me into his body, gently grinding against me. Pulling his body away from mine, but not our kiss, I was able to reach down and give his cock some more attention from my hand, but his hand soon found my wet pussy, causing me to spread my legs as I stood. When his finger slipped passed my clit and into my wet pussy, uncontrollably I let out a “Oh fuck!” in our kiss. His right hand gently finger fucked my pussy as his left hand held my ass, encouraging me to move my hips with the motion of his finger in my pussy. At the same time, I had both hands rubbing his cock and his balls. I was in a daze. I was in a trance. I was in heaven.

Todd pulled from our kiss, leaving me there with my mouth still a gap, moving my hips as encouraged by the hand on my ass, feeling my pussy fingered so very well. He was looking over my naked body. I would say by the smile on his face and the hard cock in my hand, he was enjoying looking at my naked body. All those years keeping myself healthy, active and fit were rewarding him right now. He was taking it all in, I was exposed to him again, except for the skirt still bunched up around my waist, and I had no regrets. My husband and my family did not come to mind at the time, just him and me and the moment mattered.

I remember him pressing up against my body again, against my right side now. His right hand still working my pussy, his left hand still on my ass, and his cock pressing against my right pelvis bone. My right hand I remember on his back, holding him tight as he gently rubbed his bare cock on my bare leg. My skirt remained out of the way, tight enough to remain around my waist. My left hand was on his right arm, encouraging him as he finger fucked me. His left hand moved down further and further down my bare ass, then down between my legs. Soon, his right hand was just working my clit, and his left hand deep with a finger in my pussy. Instinctively, I leaned forward giving his left hand better access to my swollen wet pussy from behind. I was moaning and groaning with pleasure, letting out sounds of approval as he finger fucked me. I was enjoying it so much it, I failed to realize at first he was turning me, to face the couch. From that angle, he adjusted, Todd felt my breast with his left hand and his right hand finger fucked my pussy from behind. I leaned over the couch, leaning on my hands, pressed my ass back and let that hand work deep in me. It felt fantastic to feel his hand on my breast while I was fingered. My pussy was so wet and so hot. I did not hold back any sounds of pleasure. The position I was in was unexpected. My body was bend over the back of the couch, but from the side. From the pleasure of his finger fucking, I raised my right leg, knee on the right arm of the couch, spreading my pussy wide, for deeper penetration. I was laying my upper body on the back of the couch, moving my hips, pressing my pussy back against his hand. I remember him giving me some gently dirty talk, expressing the feeling of his hand against my very wet pussy. I was only able to reply with “Fuck yes” or “God, don’t stop”. I was beyond caring. I wanted my lover to please me. He reached for my breast with his free hand, I raised myself on my hands, freeing my breast from the couch. His rubbing my aching nipples, giving them this pleasure I have not felt in years. It was the sexual satisfaction you don’t get making love to the same man after over 20 years. Todd was giving me unexpected dangerous pleasure. Raw sexual pleasure. The type of pleasure I could just give myself up to, and not care about the consequences or how he feels about it later. As I stood there, leaning over the couch, one leg up on the couch arm, pussy spread wide, naked except for the skirt around my waist and shoes on my feet, I realized I was facing the front window, curtains open, fully exposed to anyone who may walk along the sidewalk and openly exposed to anyone who decided to walk up to the front door. But I did not care. It made me hotter, wanting to be expose like that. It was only a finger fucking me, but my body fucked Todd’s hand right back. My hips rotating against him. I would switch between looking out the window and looking down at his hand working my breast. Todd was still talking dirty to me, but I have no idea what he was saying. I was lost in the pleasure. When Todd removed his hands from my breast and my pussy, I knew he wanted to fuck me. As expected, I felt his cock head poke my ass, his fleshy hard head pressing against my skin, before he grabbed it and positioned it against my pussy. My wet aching pussy coating his cock head with my moisture. It was not a struggle for his cock to slide in my pussy. I let out a cry of pleasure as I felt his hard-fleshy rod penetrate me. His hands grabbed my hips to leverage himself for the final push that exceeded he limits of my wet snatch. I remember the feeling of his smooth balls and pelvis against my bare ass, and it still makes me wet with I remember that incredible feeling. His grip on my hips became hard, holding tight as he fucked me hard. Todd was a young man in heat who needed to cum in this older woman who was lost in sexual lust for him. He fucked me, harder and harder, the sound of his pelvis slapping my ass filled the room along with my screams of pleasure and his grunting and heavy breathing. I took over the dirty talking, telling my lover to fuck me harder, exploring my feelings, telling him the details of the pleasure his cock was giving my pussy. The aching of my pussy changed to waves of orgasms. He pressed on, his fucking increasing, faster and faster. His grip on my hips held on tight. My breast bouncing off my body, up in the air and back. I stared out the window in a state of sexual bliss, showing off to anyone who dared to walk by, but no one did. Todd’s fuck borderline violent. He was a stud in heat. Grunting, bellowing as he worked to cum, and all I did was encourage him. I wanted what he wanted; his cum deep in my pussy. All my energy was into the fuck. I lost the power to hold myself up. My body went limp as the wave of orgasms ran through my body. I collapsed down on the back of the couch, my body limp, barely hanging on. Todd fucking me hard, slamming my body against the back of the couch. I did what I could to stay on the top, and barely managed with all my energy and attention into the bucking Todd was giving me. Then in mid stride, he tensed and slammed his cock deep in my pussy, filling my cunt. I felt him tense up, verbally expressing his pleasure as he unloaded in my body. I just laid there, putty, letting him do what he wanted, what he needed to get off.

When Todd’s grip loosened, my grip to the back of the couch was not enough, my body slipped to the couch, Todd, gently landing on top of me. We had just spent everything we had in our fuck. It was wonderful, beyond any words I could use to descript it. We laid there together, wrapped around each other, his cock softening in my pussy until it slipped out. I could feel our cum leaking out of my pussy. We laid there together, after an extramarital fuck, dangerously too close to home life, but we had no energy or desire to release our embrace and cover our naked bodies. We gently kissed, whispered each other’s satisfaction. We enjoyed our moment together. Except for my quick phone call to work, letting them know I was running late. we did not venture from each other on that couch. Making out, soft petting, dangerously erotic whispers.

Then, ironically, when it was time for Todd to get ready for work, we broke our embracing. I cleaned up, dressed, and gave Todd a final kiss. All day at work, I enjoyed the feeling of my freshly fucked pussy. Todd will read of this and learn about it for the first time, but later in the day, the morning activities fresh in my mind, I had to finger fuck myself in the bathroom, reminiscing of that great fuck earlier in the day.

It was much harder to overlook our fucking around during the day. It was just too vivid in my mind. The second time, I had to admit to myself how much I loved it, how much I absolutely enjoyed Todd fucking me. It felt hard to conceal my feelings, maybe not to everyone else, but to myself, but I had to, my husband was too close physically and emotionally to me. I could never let him know.

That was Monday morning. All went by with a face of normalcy on our home. Then on Wednesday, I arrived home after work. My husband texted me he was running late from work, but would be home in time for our Wednesday bike ride. Our son worked the late shift on his job. Coming home, only Todd was home. Realizing this as I walked through the door, I wondered how alone we were. Walking back to my room, I pass Todd’s room. His door was open, he was on the phone. At first, I just walked by, not wanting to disturb him, but then I realized, he was talking to his serious girlfriend. Without reason, I suddenly felt a pain of jealousy. It seems so wrong to feel jealous, but jealous I did. I had to go back and greet him, even if he was on the phone. I needed to see him acknowledge me. School girl feelings I know, but it was what I was feeling.

I popped my head around the corner and give him a little wave. He had a big smile on his face and quietly waved back as he continued to talk. He was sitting in the chair, in just a pair of shorts. His body looked so young and fit, so sexy. In my mind, I had to act apron my feelings. Quietly, I walked into the room, placing my finger against my lips, letting him know to be quiet that I was there. My desire acted, I needed him to think of me over his girlfriend who was sever states away. I fell to my knees and gently rubbed his bare legs. He stared at me as he continued to chat. My hands roamed up the shorts, I felt bare balls and cock. I continued to rub his thighs, up and down, in and out of the pants, each time feeling a little more reaction from his cock. Feeling him swell from my attention. I was conflicted on what to do, how much time I had. In the end I threw caution in the wind. If my husband came home early, I would hear the garage door open. Increasing my touch to his cock and balls, Todd was getting hard, his erection warming up under his shorts. Todd continuing to chat with his girlfriend, but having some difficulty following the conversation. Again, I lifted a finger to my lips, and mouthed him to keep chatting. Then I grabbed his waistband, and gently tugged them off his body and down his legs, exposing his semi hard cock laying against his pelvis. Throwing the pant off to the side, I had Todd fully naked, sitting back on the chair. I spread his legs, kissed his smooth skin, from his thighs up to his chest, taking nibbles and tonguing his body. I could feel his cock tense up. It looked so smooth and young. I could not hesitate, time was a factor. I kissed my way down to his cock, then took the head in my mouth, sucking in the smooth helmet, then releasing it with my tongue firmly against the underside. It has been many years since I had to think about what I was doing as I sucked a cock. After years of sucking my husbands, it just ends up happening less and less, and with less thought put into it. But right at that moment, I wanted to show this young stud how I could suck his cock, and I had limited time to get him off. I had to suck him off and get him off. I wanted to pleasure him with my mouth.

I worked along his cock, up and down the shaft. Taking the balls in my mouth. Rubbing my hands along his thighs and up along his naked body. He continued to chat, but it was hard for him not to be distracted. It was so dirty, I felt so in charge. Todd chatting with his long-term girlfriend, but I had him naked and his cock in my warm wet mouth. I was giving him what she was unable to. I continued to suck his cock in, taking it deep in my mouth, remembering what it was like to suck a man’s cock, sucking him for the first time, letting him know I was willing to give him what he wanted. Pulling my mouth off his cock, I tasted precum. Sitting back, I admired his cock, covered in my saliva, ridged, blood vessels pressing against the skin, head deep purple. I remember thinking I was losing control of myself, here on my knees sucking off this young stud, friend of my son, guest in our house. But I could not control my passion.

I went further with my desires. While he watched, I unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the floor. I unclasped my bra and tossed it to the side. I let him take in the spectacle of my topless body. Leaning forward, I rubbed my breast along his body, against his cock, quietly kissing warm skin. He was sputtering at that point. Moving back down, I took his cock back in my mouth and sucked him softly, careful not to over distract him while on the phone, hoping I could make him cum without her figuring it out. Looking back, that was a really stupid assumption on my part. I carefully worked my mouth along his hard shaft, noticing when he twitched or gave me any sign of pleasure, so I could continue doing what I was doing.

At this point, Todd gave up, and quickly got off his phone call. He pressed the end button, tossed the phone to the side and gave out a long-deserved groan of pleasure. He was laying back, eyes half closed with pleasure. His hips moving with my suction. In increased my actions, moaning on his cock, expressing my own pleasure. From time to time, I would tease my own nipples with one hand, lost in the moment. But mostly my hands were on his body, or cock or balls, working to get him off. All rules out the door, I sucked his cock like a horny lover, giving him what ever gave him the most pleasure. His hips started moving, fucking my mouth. One hand gently on the back of my head, the other gripping the chair. He was openly moaning, increasing in volume and tempo as my mouth increased in tempo. It was not love, it was animalistic blowjob. I sucked him with all my passion for his cock.

Todd sat up, edged his ass up to the edge of the chair, legs spread wide. I sucked him, he moved his hips and fucked my mouth. I could feel him looking down at my slutty actions against his cock. His cock was so fucking hard in my mouth. It must have ached with the desire to cum. He was vocal, expressing his desire, mixing in dirty talk toward me, turning me on more and more. My pussy was aching and wet. It needed attention, but I was determined to suck this young man to completion. He placed his hands on my shoulders, and fucked my mouth. I held my head in place, controlling my mouth to suck and release as required. Vocally, Todd was telling me I was doing it right.

Todd never stopped moving his hips as he shot his first spurts of cum in my mouth. I continued sucking, swallowing when I could, taking all of his cum in my mouth. Sounds so slutty when I say it, but I wanted to be his slut and I sucked all of his cum and swallowed it. His body went into jerking motions as he continued to cum. His vocal expression of his pleasure was uncontrollable now. Reactively, he grabbed handful of my hair, held me tight as the waves of his orgasm continued. When it finally ended, he slumped back, shocked and satisfied. I sucked the remaining cum, and then sat back. He gazed at me with affection, and I gazed at him with satisfaction, satisfaction that I pleased my young lover, making me the center of his attention at that moment.

I grabbed my blouse and bra, gave Todd a cum flavored kiss, and retreated to my bedroom. I grabbed my vibrator, jumped in the shower. My husband was home shortly, arriving while I was still in the shower. He came in the bedroom, let me know he was home and would get ready for our ride. From behind the curtain, I let him know I would be out soon, but in the shower I was leaning against the wall, water running off my back, and my vibrator deep in my pussy and the taste of my lover’s cum on my breath. The bike ride was uneventful.

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