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Loving Her Brought Me To Her, Now She Loves Me Back

My official job title is Personal Secretary to Mrs. X. She is one year older than me. I have worked for her for three years. She and her husband are wealthy members of very wealthy families.

During the Pandemic I moved into their house. I am in the family quarters not with the staff, I live with them. Before COVID I vacationed with them, flew in their plane or with them in commercial first class, stayed at the same hotels, same floor, meals, entertainment, all with them. We are on a first name basis, the staff uses Mr. and Mrs., and Miss.

This COVID has brought more than frustration and isolation. No summer holiday abroad, we went to the family compound in the UP instead. For the last five months she sleeps in my room, my bed, ostensibly to distance herself from her husband because he has to deal with his business. Five months of sharing a bed. Her two kids live around me all day, they hold onto me as well as their mother.

I don't see things changing, I can't see her returning to her husband's room. Whatever is inside of her calls out to be with me. COVID has tipped the balance, now it is her and I in bed on Saturday with the kids crawling in bed with us. I don't correct them any more when they call me Mommy. When she asks her kids how many Mommies they have. When she refers to me as being hers.

I am not an employee, not anymore. Instead of Personal Secretary I am Significant Other, lover, Mommy, best friend, member of the family. I took this job because I was in love with her, now she is in love with me too. Across the hall is her husband, now when he knocks I don't leave her alone with him.

  • I Am A Secret Wife

    Not really much of a confession. I am secretly married to the CEO of the company where I work. Three years ago the company had a global strategy conference in Georgetown, Bahamas. I was one of several support persons tor the conference, executives and regional managers. I was assigned to the CEO, like his secretary. During a sidebar discussion I told him I was a virgin, I had taken an oath at my church not to have sex before marriage.

    The following afternoon we were going over the evening presentation slide deck when he touched me, my behind. I slapped him, he grabbed my wrist and then let me go. Later that evening before the dinner he presented me to this Minister of the Anglican Church and he told me he was there to marry us.

    Papers were ready, sign here and here, now do you take this woman, do you take this man, bing, bang, boom you are married. And he kissed me. Thirty minutes later we were at the dinner. As a married woman he got my virginity. We don't live together, I work in the PR department, we have dinner and a movie, go to the museum, watch football. He has access. His worst habit is putting his hands under my butt to kiss me. He does pillow talk to me about some stuff with the company, things he can't talk to anyone else about.

    Game Of Tonk

    When I was between Wifes, on one Saturday night I was with a friend his girlfriend and my ex-wife, we where all in our 20’s I will say my ex was good looking and his was no where near as hit, but had great tits

    We had eating dinner at her apartment ,then we got to playing cards,I don’t remember how it got twisted into what happened but each person when it was their turn got to pick a card game,

    We had been playing a lot of tonk at work,
    I added a new twist to the game and renamed it (TONK FIR SEXUAL FAVORS,)

    Knowing I couldn’t lose...
    First I was the only one who had ever played regular tonk and making the rules up to fit my needs

    Who ever wins gets to call the shoots on sexual please,

    Of corse I won, and as much as I wanted to watch the girls play I decide to have my buddy watch his girl snd my ex please me, they both sucked my cock and I fucked them both, he never said anything but he wasn’t happy,
    I nutted in his girls moth,ummm

    Mmmm Panties

    My very first experience with women's panties

    My family n I rented at a local restaurant in our area we moved in there when I was 15 now the landlord and them stay in the same property as us and this man stayed with his family 3 children a son which he n I became best friends and his two sisters which one I ended up jaming but that's a boring story compared to this one, his wife was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen by the time lmao she was gorgeous big boobs fair skin she was about 1.6m high n weighed about 60kg with 34dd boobs she was fucking hot.
    Our families got on well so we got very close to another another n since the boy was my best friend I would be in their house often. I was a horny freak n wanted to play with my cock just like every young teen out there but one day when about to wank my horny cock I see the landlords wife hanging clothes on the line n this was done at the back or side of the house we stayed in I started to peek thru the window n watched her hang clothes nothing exciting till that afternoon I visited there house and while there I needed to pee so I went into the bathroom and while doing my business I look down n see the laundry basket n there sitting on the side a thong my heart start racing as lust tells me to pick it up n look at it.

    I can still remember that day even tho it's like 13years ago I pick up the yellow thong from the laundry basket n turn it over to find a women's thong for the first time in my hand the front had Tweety bird on it n said to myself such a lucky bird as I bring it to me closer I start to investigate the gessets mmm the corth looked so sexy no stains but I could get a strong aroma the smell of pussy mmmm a thick hot mature women's pussy smelt so musky with a mix of pee but not to much her pussy smelt fucking sexy and ever since that one thong I've been hurting down her panties I've seen panties thongs for a sexy 45 year mum she also used full panties but mostly g strings. I went to there bathroom also very visit I went there, and some occasions I smelled the string that rested on her rose bud her most private part of her body her asshole. wow what an intoxicating aroma so musky but so powerful not like shit but the smell of a asshole that is been kept away I was such a fool looking back I should have deposited some sperm in them so when she washed them she would have known her panties are getting played with. Has anyone had true experiences like I did please share it with me

    Adopted By My Boss

    !0 years ago I went with my mother to see her older sister in California. She is a History professor at a community college. It did not connect that she was single because she is gay. My mother never commented on it. When I started to get feelings for other girls my mother took it in stride, even when she found me in bed with an older college girl who was student teaching at my high school. She told me to be careful and told her to keep her hands off underage girls.

    In college I was promiscuous, with several obscene experiences. After college I moved to California to live with my aunt. I met a girl at work. My boss, a 50 year old man told me to drop her or he would take matters into his own hands. He met my aunt and put an end to me dating the girl from my work.

    I am back at my mother's, thanks to my exboss. I have a remote job and I talk to him several times a week. I understand that he feels protective of me, he is not a supporter of 'alternate lifestyles', but I am little old to all of a sudden have a father in my life. Right now meeting someone is more than a remote chance, pardon the pun. I also understand he is helping my aunt who lost her job.

  • Thoughts About The Holidays Without My Lover

    Holidays are a bummer. My lover is at home with his wife and kids, I spent Thanksgiving with friends. I know that he is not going to leave his wife, and if he went there as much as it would hurt I would leave him too. Our time together is important to me, and being alone in a crowd during Holidays is the worst kind of loneliness, but I could never ask him to leave his wife and kids alone to spend the Holidays with me.

    Owning Up

    My wife owned up to having sex with a co worker when I challenged her.

    I'd gone down on her in bed after she'd returned home late from her late shit. I could taste something different about her pussy and just knew another dude had cum inside her.

    Challenging her about what I thought I knew, she finally confessed telling me she'd been having sex for months with a teenager.

    After a relatively brief discussion because I was getting more and more turned on, she told me he has the largest cock she's ever seen.

    Making her kneel up in front of me, I slid my cock into my wife's pussy and fucked her like I would any slut.

    All I could think about was what it would be like to see a younger guy fucking my wife. And a young guy with a large cock.

    Certainly in the last few years, fucking her that night was the best sex we'd had for in a long time.

    When I came inside her after lots of different positions, she insisted, made me go down on her again, but with her sitting over my face. And as I licked and sucked on her pussy, she began to describe how her teenage coworker fucked her.

    She sent herself wild, orgasming all over my face a couple of times in quick succession, before lifting off of me and kissing my mouth hard.

    My face was literally bathed in my cum and her pussy juices. And what's more, is because she was so turned me, like myself, I slid my cock back into my wife, but deep inside her asshole.

    We fucked in the spoons position, until I had an almost dry orgasm up her tight little ass. Lying behind her, still with my cock up her ass, my wife said "I guess you're ok with me fucking the young guy then".

    This was ten months ago. We're still very happily married. And I'm still licking and sucking my wife's pussy and asshole out, after they've had sex. Only I now get to watch young Chris fucking her from time to time, before I have the pleasure of tonguing my wife's fuck holes.

    We're hoping he can stay over in between Christmas and New year. If he does, my wife has told me, she has lots of new sexual acts she wants me to try.

    She won't say, but I have an idea what they are. We'll see if he stays over, and what her dirty mind has in store for me.

    Joie 11-22

    On Sunday after my husband left for work, I was not sure that I would carry this thing on with Danny anymore because I do not want it to ruin our marriage. So I called CW while he was driving to work. Sometimes he is a lot better about talking when he is not face to face. In that conversation he told me that he was having a hard time dealing with the idea that Danny, (he still doesn’t know it’s Danny), and I masturbated together. He admitted that it turned him on like crazy though. I asked him if he wants me to stop? He said he did not know. He said that I should have a good day but that he does not want to know about it unless he asks. I took this as an open invitation...

    I got in to the bourbon and took two shots. I went upstairs and put on a pair of black lace thigh highs. A tiny pair of black g-string panties and a black see through lace bra. Then I put on jeans and a t-shirt and sneakers so that I would look very casual. I had not seen Danny in a few days, I had actually avoided going on that side of my house. I was kind of scared that he would come out and try to talk to me with my husband around and CW would find out it was him and get angry. So I walked out front to see if Danny’s car was there and then planned to go to his side door. He saw me though and came right out as if he were waiting. He probably was. He said, Hey! As if seeing me was the best thing ever. Another neighbor that both my husband and I know was walking his dog and he was looking at me kind of suspiciously. I had a buzz though so I did not really care. Danny said, Is your husband at work today? At which point I shushed him because now that neighbor was really staring. I said let’s go inside and we went in to his house. (Not that this looked less suspicious). Inside his house was a typical bachelor pad. Well for a bachelor with some money. He had a little movie watching area with the biggest TV I think I have ever seen. A bar. A pool table. Some old video game machines. He even had a juke box. I also noticed that he had windows all along that side that he could see my upstairs porch all the way to my driveway.

    I told him I needed a drink and asked if he had wine. There was a grocery bag on the counter with the exact brand I was drinking when he was over at my house. I was beginning to think he had been planning this moment. I sat at the bar area and he sat next to me and we chatted for a half hour or so. All small talk and nobody discussing what happened only days before. Danny had music playing. An Adele song came on which I love so I stood up and took his hand and he objected. He said he was not a very good dancer. I told hike neither was I. That is a lie though, I took 10 years of different dance classes. He was very clumsy while we were dancing. We continued to dance in to the next song and our bodies were pressed tight together. I slid my hands down and squeezed his tight little tush to let him know what I wanted. His hands slid down on to my ass also and he had his hands wandering all over, even down my ass cheek and “accidentally” bumping in to my crotch. I was so wet and shaky again. I after a while of this, I pushed him down on the couch in his theater area and turned my back to him. I was dancing erotically and backed my ass up to his crotch and began to grind on his hard cock. It felt even bigger than I remembered it. He slid his hands across my breasts and I let him. I kept grinding away. After a few minutes he slid his hands up my shirt and I pulled it off, still grinding on him. He immediately pulled my bra down and began playing with my nipples. They are very sensitive, so I felt myself getting really hot and shaky. For a minute, I collapsed back on him. Once I regained my composure though, I guided his hands to my pants button and he undid my jeans. I stood up and slowly stripped them down for him. I kicked them off and was dancing in tiny thong panties, thigh highs and a bra that was underneath my boobs. Facing him, I reached behind me and undid my bra. I came closer and squatted on his lap, grinding to the music. He leaned in and started to kiss on my left breast while fondling my right one. I got swept away by a heat wave coming over me and did not even really notice I stopped dancing and was just grinding in his lap. He started to kiss me and this time I let him. We made out for a long time before he picked me up and then threw me down on the couch. He grabbed my panties and pulled them off, leaving me naked with only stockings on. I was so horny. I ran my foot over his crotch and began to rub. He lifted his tank top off as I continued massaging his massive dick and then pulled his shorts and underwear down. I was was still rubbing his huge, naked member with my stocking covered foot. He stopped me and climbed on top of me before he started to push his huge uncircumcised cock in me. I wanted him to, but I felt guilty. He had only gotten the head in and I said we can’t, pushing down on his shoulders. He stopped and instead began to slowly kiss down my body. I told him “don’t” when he got to my stomach, but I didn’t mean it and he knew it. I said, “we shouldn’t”but I spread my legs as he got down there and he started licking me anyway. I don’t know where he got his talent or if I was just that turned on, I have never had oral like that before. He even licked my butthole. Nobody had ever done that before and I had no idea that could even feel good. I came over and over again. I lost myself and did something I had decided against.

    After cumming over and over again, I reached down and pulled his head up. I wanted to fuck him so bad. I pushed him back on the couch. I kissed down his muscular neck and on his chiseled chest. Down his tight tummy and along his thigh. I kissed on his balls, something I have never enjoyed and then up the side of his penis. I felt butterflies as if I was crossing some line as I let him enter my mouth. I kissed on the head and could taste myself on him. Finally, I took him as deep as I could without gagging. I slid on to the floor and kneeled with my head over his dick. I sucked him and he pulled my ass towards his face and fingered me while I did. I kept my hand on his shaft so that he couldn’t push in too far as he started thrusting faster and faster until he finally exploded in my mouth. There was sooo much cum it got everywhere.

    After he finished, he pulled me up on the couch and we lay there quietly , me dr**ed across his young body. He was gently running his fingers up and down the crack of my ass and the urge to fuck him still had not gone away even though, I was exhausted and my thighs hurt from cumming so much. I reached down and started to stroke him again. He immediately got erect again. We started kissing and I was going to fuck him. I knew I shouldn’t, I knew I might regret this. He began fingering me, I was still wet and it made that squishing sound. I opened my eyes for a second and it was like a jolt of electricity to my brain. My husband’s car was in the driveway. I said, Fuck I be gotta go. I started to throw my clothes on as quick as I could. Danny asked when we were going to do this again? I said I don’t know, I probably shouldn’t have come here today. He sounded ..(continue confession)

    Joie’s Saga 11-20

    I made my first post called “Am I am Exhibitionist?”, then followed up with “Danny’s Show A” and “Danny’s Show B” because it was too wordy for one post. Anybody who is interested I suggest reading them to understand what’s going on.

    So on the last post, there were some questions I did not answer. Only because I was too busy. Simply, nothing more happened at the beach than what I posted, but sit tight. It got a little naughtier.

    My husband, CW, got more jealous over the next few days. He got angry a few times and picked a fight with me over what I did. He still does not know who the guy is, but started referring to Danny as “Your Boyfriend”. Every time though, right after, CW would apologize and would make love to me like when we were first married. We are now having sex every day, at least a couple times a day. We even had sex 4 times on Saturday. On Thursday night, CW was pushing me again. He asked me if I was going to stop “seeing” my boyfriend. I explained that he was not my boyfriend and I was not seeing him. He asked me again anyway if I was going to see him again? I said probably and CW got mad again. So I went upstairs to our room and made sure the curtains were open enough. I did not know if Danny was watching but the thought of it turned me on. I slowly stripped of my pajamas and started to rub myself facing the window. Then suddenly the door opened and CW walked in. He immediately asked, why are you standing there naked??? I turned toward him and said, Uh, Hoping you would come get me. I was shaking with adrenaline, fear, sexual energy, and I do not know what else. He came over to me and started kissing me, and I pulled his pajama pants down. He was hard. I knelt down and started to give him a blow job. Something I probably have not done in over a year or more until this month. That is when it happened. While I was sucking him off. He asked again. Did you fuck him? I pulled off just long enough to say no. He asked, did you want to? I did not answer. So he asked again. I said, Does it matter? CW said, yes, please tell me. So I said, yes. He did not get mad though. I thought he would. He got harder and started pumping faster. Do you still want to? I just said, Mmmhmmm. He started cumming in my mouth. This is something I haven’t let any guy do since my first boyfriend. I was so turned on though, I was actually enjoying it and swallowing. I started fingering my self and cumming with him. As soon as he was done he threw me on the bed and started to eat me out. He asked, are you going to fuck him? Caught up in the moment I said, yes. Does he know you are married? I said yes. I was cumming at this point for probably 5 minutes. CW climbed on top of me and started fucking me hard. I could smell myself on him and his face was wet from me. It was a huge turn on. He asked me again, are you going to fuck him? I said tomorrow. CW began to cum inside of me and thrust hard, until it almost hurt. Afterward, we lay there so long, we both eventually fell asleep with the lights on and the curtains open.

    The next morning, I woke up and could hear what I thought was CW rustling around getting ready for work. I went downstairs, still nude and walked up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He kind of half smiled and avoided eye contact. He said to me, last night was just bedroom talk. Right? I asked which part and he said all of it. I asked if that is what he wanted? He asked me if I actually wanted to fuck this guy? I told him yes. He said and you plan on fucking him? I said only if he wanted me to. CW started to get mad, but I stepped in to him and could feel he was hard again. I pulled down his pants and started to give him head again. I said I can tell you want me to. He just moaned. I said admit it. He was still silent. I just started to jerk him. I said, tell me. He whispered, I do. I said, really? He whispered agian, I think so. I put him in my mouth and finished him off. He took the day off and we had a lot of fun that day and Saturday. On Saturday, we had a marathon sex session, during which I finally told him everything that happened at the beach with Danny and CW then finally agreed to go to the nude beach with me on Sunday. (I think I’m addicted now). But when Sunday rolled around, CW started to run cold again. He said that he had to go in to work for a few hours and asked what I was planning to do with my day? I asked what he wanted me to do with my day? CW said, clearly I can’t tell you what to do. He said he loved me, kissed me and went to work. What happened later that day got a little crazy and I will save it for another post.

    A ONE OFF?

    Between lockdowns I went to the cinema. In the dark sat watching the film I felt this strangers hand rubbing the bulge in my pants. I instinctively squirmed but with nowhere to go. I half heartedly pushed him away with no success so I gave up and let him play.

    I just sat there eyes fixed in the screen being slowly aroused, what else could I do? The rubbing became more intense with a little squeeze now and again, OH MY GOD. I didn't know if it was intentional but he was edging me. Slowly but surely I was soaking my pants in precum.

    'Don't stop', I whispered, 'Please don't stop'. He decided to stop, BUGGER.