Straight Female / 40
I Screwed My Husband Boss And I Don’t Regret It.
I didn’t really do it for the money, but it was the pretext to all of this.
My husband’s boss is a younger (28), black guy, Derrik, he is former military. He is handsome, he has money, he can have his pick of any number of women. I never though he would be interested in me, a 40 year old wife of his employee and mother of two.
Anyway, to make a long story shorter; my husband was up for a promotion and at a recent dinner event we went to with his company, I approached Derrik just to talk my husband up a little. We have rental properties which were costing us more than we were making during the pandemic, we have a kid in college and another just starting, and with the higher prices right now, we really need this extra income.
I’m not going to pretend that I’m a saint. I partied when I was young and tended bar. I hooked up with random people a lot when I was young. I’ve also cheated twice in my marriage, my husband knows about both and it was at a time when we separated because our marriage hit a long rough spot. But it’s been 10 years or more since anything like that.
When I was talking to Derrik, he handed me his card and told me to call him if I wanted to talk more sometime when I could have his undivided attention. I assumed what he wanted by the way he was smiling and making eye contact. It was uncomfortable and exciting at the same time. I knew better though, so I told him that I felt we had said everything there was to say. He is so smooth. He took my hand, smiled, gave it a squeeze and said that there’s always more to say and endless topics to talk about. I laughed nervously and excused myself. He said very confidently that he will be expecting a call from me the following Wednesday when he would be back in town after a short trip. I was just going to let it go.
The next day was Saturday and I kept thinking about the night before, so I finally brought it up to my husband. He joked about the movie “indecent proposal” and said that he doubted Derrik wanted someone that much older. I have to admit I was offended and I said that maybe I would call him and find out for myself. My husband laughed at me! He said go ahead, we can use the money. It really pissed me off. This is the kind of BS he would say years ago when we separated for a while and I had affairs. I tried to talk about it some more with my husband for the next day or so but he continued to make fun of me and tell me that no one would want an old lady like me. I began to think that’s how he really feels and it’s why we haven’t even had sex this calendar year. My husband told me to do what I needed to do and if I could get him the job, all the better.
Monday and Tuesday my husband was out with his friends at the bar after work, like usual, and I was home alone, still stewing about what happened on Saturday. When Wednesday rolled around I told myself I was going to call Derrik but I kept chickening out. Finally, around 1pm I picked up the phone and called. Two rings and I hung up. I couldn’t take the anxiety. The phone rang and it was Derrik calling me back. I couldn’t breathe and knew I wasn’t going to answer, but it was like my hand had a mind of its own and hit accept.
I let out a sheepish hello. Derrik responded with, oh good I had hoped it was you. He continued that he had time that afternoon in between appointments he said that he needed me to meet him at the local country club. There was no hesitation or question in his voice. It was almost like he was giving me orders. So I agreed.
I arrived before he did and I only ordered a salad. I didn’t eat it though. He didn’t order food, but we both had two drinks. Him cocktails and me, two glasses of wine. He was very complimentary and told me how nice I looked. I told him how my husband called me undesirable and he told me that my husband must be blind and crazy. Then he picked up the phone and called his secretary. He told her to clear his schedule and then he said to me, that I was going to go with him and find out how a real man treats a queen like me. We stepped out of the club and I said that I didn’t know about this. He said he has already cleared his afternoon and that I would just ride with him. I was surprised to find he drove a golf cart there. That’s when I found out that he lives on the golf course. I reluctantly climbed in and said just for a drink and then I have to go. I had butterflies in my stomach.
His home is stately with a big back patio overlooking the golf course. He took me by my hand and walked me right into his bedroom on the second floor. No drink was offered. His room had huge windows and I could see the golf course and golfers below. I immediately asked where we were doing and he said getting more comfortable. I know this sounds like some erotic fiction and I probably wouldn’t believe this myself if it didn’t happen to me. I also know that some people on here will judge me for what happens next, but I don’t care what some incel on the internet has to say.
I stood there frozen looking out the window as Derrik came up behind me and kissed on my neck. He is about 6’ 2 or 3 and I am a curvy 5’ 4” redhead, so he had to lean way over to kiss on me. I tried to resist and say that we shouldn’t, but it was a half ass effort. I was so turned on in the moment, I was shaking vigorously. He unbuttoned my shirt as I held his wrists in feiend protest. Then he unhooked my bra and slid it and my shirt off. I felt like the golfers where staring at me and Derrik picked up on that. He said, not to worry about them, they’re not even looking. But they were. Still Derrik continued to undress me and it was only moments before he had taken my panties down, leaving my fully exposed to the golfers outside. They were obviously staring but I didn’t really care. Much.
He turned me around and we began kissing as he undressed himself. He pushed me back on the bed and climbed on me and began kissing on my breasts for a long time. He was periodically commenting about how beautiful they are. Then he started working his way downward, but I wasn’t comfortable with him going down there. I told him, no don’t. But he shushed me and went down anyway. It felt good to be wanted again, especially by a sexy young guy. Also, I have often wondered what it would be like with a black man, which made this more exciting. It has been years since anyone had gone down on me and I instantly got that warm tingly feeling all over. It was probably the best oral I have ever gotten from a man and it took me no time at all to start cumming. Unfortunately though, ight in the middle of it, I started to experience guilt or anxiety or both. I told him that we shouldn’t be doing this and I tried to get up. But he calmly put his hands on my shoulders and said wait a minute now. Up until this point I had been avoiding looking at his member, but now it was right in my face and huge.
I told Derrik that I can’t go through with this. I started to stroke him a little thinking that maybe I would finish him off and go. I don’t really like giving blow jobs. Or maybe just not to my husband anymore, but when Derrik started thrusting his huge penis in my face it just felt right and I kissed on it. His skin was so soft and he smelled so good like lotion and cologne. I began to suck his dick faster, but it was too big and he kept choking me with it. Still, I decided I was just going to let him cum in my mouth, but he pulled back. I said, I want you to cum. He said no, just lay back, and I let him lay me back again. I knew what was happening, and I was looking for a way out, so the first thing that came to mind was condoms. I blurted out, do you have a condom? But he ignored me and said have you been with a black man before? As he slid himself into my pussy. I gasped no, as I felt his massive dick slide up inside of me.
He began pumping slowly and rhythmically, making me cum again almost immediately. I don’t always cum when I’m having sex, but with Derrik, I ended up cumming three times. I grabbed his little bubble butt as he pushed into me over and over agin. His butt felt like steel wrapped in something soft. His body is tall and muscular and his skin is soft. We fucked for hours, in every position imaginable. Finally, when I was too tired to keep myself propped up anymore, snd he was behind d me holding my hips up while my upper body was flat on the bed, I felt the massive warm gush of him cumming in me and it made me cum one last time.
We collapsed on the bed together and both nodded off from exhaustion, wrapped around each other. When I woke up it was dark out and I went in to a panic. I knew I had to get home so I woke up Derrik and got dressed. He was feeling me up and kissing on me the whole time. I told him to hurry though because I needed a ride back to my car. He just threw on a pair of swim trunks and we hoped in his golf cart.
As he was driving through the dark course, he pulled down his shorts and put my hand on his penis. I started to jack him off and he was fully hard again. He pulled over and pushed my head down. I was in hurry but I still wanted him again, so I gave home head and pulled my boobs out while I sucked him off. He lasted about 10 minutes or so before, without warning, he began cumming in my mouth. It was another full load. My husband can barely even keep it up, much less cumming twice. I stayed down on him until he was done throbbing and then we put ourselves back together. When we got back to my car, he kissed me deeply. He then mentioned that he guessed he would have to promote my husband now. I smiled and said if we didn’t need the money I wouldn’t give a fuck. When I climbed in to the car, he said til next time. I was thinking the whole way home, there isn't going to be a next time. It was better than great, but he is my husbands boss. This was a one and done thing.
When I finally got home my husband was still at the bar. He didn’t even notice anything or ask. He was drunk, when he showed up more than an hour later, but I was still horny. I hadn’t showered yet and I could still smell Derrik on my skin. I think I wanted my husband to notice. So I tried to come on to him, but he rejected me like usual. So I began to think that maybe there will be a next time.
My husband’s boss is a younger (28), black guy, Derrik, he is former military. He is handsome, he has money, he can have his pick of any number of women. I never though he would be interested in me, a 40 year old wife of his employee and mother of two.
Anyway, to make a long story shorter; my husband was up for a promotion and at a recent dinner event we went to with his company, I approached Derrik just to talk my husband up a little. We have rental properties which were costing us more than we were making during the pandemic, we have a kid in college and another just starting, and with the higher prices right now, we really need this extra income.
I’m not going to pretend that I’m a saint. I partied when I was young and tended bar. I hooked up with random people a lot when I was young. I’ve also cheated twice in my marriage, my husband knows about both and it was at a time when we separated because our marriage hit a long rough spot. But it’s been 10 years or more since anything like that.
When I was talking to Derrik, he handed me his card and told me to call him if I wanted to talk more sometime when I could have his undivided attention. I assumed what he wanted by the way he was smiling and making eye contact. It was uncomfortable and exciting at the same time. I knew better though, so I told him that I felt we had said everything there was to say. He is so smooth. He took my hand, smiled, gave it a squeeze and said that there’s always more to say and endless topics to talk about. I laughed nervously and excused myself. He said very confidently that he will be expecting a call from me the following Wednesday when he would be back in town after a short trip. I was just going to let it go.
The next day was Saturday and I kept thinking about the night before, so I finally brought it up to my husband. He joked about the movie “indecent proposal” and said that he doubted Derrik wanted someone that much older. I have to admit I was offended and I said that maybe I would call him and find out for myself. My husband laughed at me! He said go ahead, we can use the money. It really pissed me off. This is the kind of BS he would say years ago when we separated for a while and I had affairs. I tried to talk about it some more with my husband for the next day or so but he continued to make fun of me and tell me that no one would want an old lady like me. I began to think that’s how he really feels and it’s why we haven’t even had sex this calendar year. My husband told me to do what I needed to do and if I could get him the job, all the better.
Monday and Tuesday my husband was out with his friends at the bar after work, like usual, and I was home alone, still stewing about what happened on Saturday. When Wednesday rolled around I told myself I was going to call Derrik but I kept chickening out. Finally, around 1pm I picked up the phone and called. Two rings and I hung up. I couldn’t take the anxiety. The phone rang and it was Derrik calling me back. I couldn’t breathe and knew I wasn’t going to answer, but it was like my hand had a mind of its own and hit accept.
I let out a sheepish hello. Derrik responded with, oh good I had hoped it was you. He continued that he had time that afternoon in between appointments he said that he needed me to meet him at the local country club. There was no hesitation or question in his voice. It was almost like he was giving me orders. So I agreed.
I arrived before he did and I only ordered a salad. I didn’t eat it though. He didn’t order food, but we both had two drinks. Him cocktails and me, two glasses of wine. He was very complimentary and told me how nice I looked. I told him how my husband called me undesirable and he told me that my husband must be blind and crazy. Then he picked up the phone and called his secretary. He told her to clear his schedule and then he said to me, that I was going to go with him and find out how a real man treats a queen like me. We stepped out of the club and I said that I didn’t know about this. He said he has already cleared his afternoon and that I would just ride with him. I was surprised to find he drove a golf cart there. That’s when I found out that he lives on the golf course. I reluctantly climbed in and said just for a drink and then I have to go. I had butterflies in my stomach.
His home is stately with a big back patio overlooking the golf course. He took me by my hand and walked me right into his bedroom on the second floor. No drink was offered. His room had huge windows and I could see the golf course and golfers below. I immediately asked where we were doing and he said getting more comfortable. I know this sounds like some erotic fiction and I probably wouldn’t believe this myself if it didn’t happen to me. I also know that some people on here will judge me for what happens next, but I don’t care what some incel on the internet has to say.
I stood there frozen looking out the window as Derrik came up behind me and kissed on my neck. He is about 6’ 2 or 3 and I am a curvy 5’ 4” redhead, so he had to lean way over to kiss on me. I tried to resist and say that we shouldn’t, but it was a half ass effort. I was so turned on in the moment, I was shaking vigorously. He unbuttoned my shirt as I held his wrists in feiend protest. Then he unhooked my bra and slid it and my shirt off. I felt like the golfers where staring at me and Derrik picked up on that. He said, not to worry about them, they’re not even looking. But they were. Still Derrik continued to undress me and it was only moments before he had taken my panties down, leaving my fully exposed to the golfers outside. They were obviously staring but I didn’t really care. Much.
He turned me around and we began kissing as he undressed himself. He pushed me back on the bed and climbed on me and began kissing on my breasts for a long time. He was periodically commenting about how beautiful they are. Then he started working his way downward, but I wasn’t comfortable with him going down there. I told him, no don’t. But he shushed me and went down anyway. It felt good to be wanted again, especially by a sexy young guy. Also, I have often wondered what it would be like with a black man, which made this more exciting. It has been years since anyone had gone down on me and I instantly got that warm tingly feeling all over. It was probably the best oral I have ever gotten from a man and it took me no time at all to start cumming. Unfortunately though, ight in the middle of it, I started to experience guilt or anxiety or both. I told him that we shouldn’t be doing this and I tried to get up. But he calmly put his hands on my shoulders and said wait a minute now. Up until this point I had been avoiding looking at his member, but now it was right in my face and huge.
I told Derrik that I can’t go through with this. I started to stroke him a little thinking that maybe I would finish him off and go. I don’t really like giving blow jobs. Or maybe just not to my husband anymore, but when Derrik started thrusting his huge penis in my face it just felt right and I kissed on it. His skin was so soft and he smelled so good like lotion and cologne. I began to suck his dick faster, but it was too big and he kept choking me with it. Still, I decided I was just going to let him cum in my mouth, but he pulled back. I said, I want you to cum. He said no, just lay back, and I let him lay me back again. I knew what was happening, and I was looking for a way out, so the first thing that came to mind was condoms. I blurted out, do you have a condom? But he ignored me and said have you been with a black man before? As he slid himself into my pussy. I gasped no, as I felt his massive dick slide up inside of me.
He began pumping slowly and rhythmically, making me cum again almost immediately. I don’t always cum when I’m having sex, but with Derrik, I ended up cumming three times. I grabbed his little bubble butt as he pushed into me over and over agin. His butt felt like steel wrapped in something soft. His body is tall and muscular and his skin is soft. We fucked for hours, in every position imaginable. Finally, when I was too tired to keep myself propped up anymore, snd he was behind d me holding my hips up while my upper body was flat on the bed, I felt the massive warm gush of him cumming in me and it made me cum one last time.
We collapsed on the bed together and both nodded off from exhaustion, wrapped around each other. When I woke up it was dark out and I went in to a panic. I knew I had to get home so I woke up Derrik and got dressed. He was feeling me up and kissing on me the whole time. I told him to hurry though because I needed a ride back to my car. He just threw on a pair of swim trunks and we hoped in his golf cart.
As he was driving through the dark course, he pulled down his shorts and put my hand on his penis. I started to jack him off and he was fully hard again. He pulled over and pushed my head down. I was in hurry but I still wanted him again, so I gave home head and pulled my boobs out while I sucked him off. He lasted about 10 minutes or so before, without warning, he began cumming in my mouth. It was another full load. My husband can barely even keep it up, much less cumming twice. I stayed down on him until he was done throbbing and then we put ourselves back together. When we got back to my car, he kissed me deeply. He then mentioned that he guessed he would have to promote my husband now. I smiled and said if we didn’t need the money I wouldn’t give a fuck. When I climbed in to the car, he said til next time. I was thinking the whole way home, there isn't going to be a next time. It was better than great, but he is my husbands boss. This was a one and done thing.
When I finally got home my husband was still at the bar. He didn’t even notice anything or ask. He was drunk, when he showed up more than an hour later, but I was still horny. I hadn’t showered yet and I could still smell Derrik on my skin. I think I wanted my husband to notice. So I tried to come on to him, but he rejected me like usual. So I began to think that maybe there will be a next time.
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