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Straight Female / 37
It's Been Ten Years Now Since I Became His Lover, And He Is My Lover
I am now 37, but once I was 26 and had just been promoted to senior. Some coworkers took me to dinner at this Mexican place. One of the men on 19 showed up, he was well known in the company and joined us. We had margaritas by the pitcher and ate a lot of food. I found myself sitting beside him as some of the others left and went home. Then it was just me and him and things were getting personal with him, his hands were all over me and he kissed me.
I felt he was going to have sex with me right there in the booth so I told him I had to leave. He took me to his car and had me tell him where I lived. I left my car in the parking lot. At my apartment things got out of hand and the next thing I was on my back and he was having sex with me. I was totally sober then. He was married and he was a man at the company who everyone knew and no one except my department knew who I was.
He got off of me, and I tried to cover myself but he refused to let me. He made me, told me actually, to uncover myself for him. I was embarrassed at having him look at me naked like that. He touched my nipples and then touched my pussy with two fingers, and laid back on the bed and told me to call his wife and let her know where he was and that he was going to spend the night with me.
I used his phone, in those days you didn't have to have a code to open it. I called his wife and introduced myself and told her he was with me. She told me to tell him he was a bastard and she was tired of him fucking around. But thank you anyway, to call her if I needed her. She called back a few minutes later and asked me who I was, how I knew him, and please not be a whore. I told her I wasn't a whore, that actually this was my first time. And it was the first time I met him, but I knew who he was.
Over the rest of the night she called me three times and we talked. She wanted to know if he had treated me right, if he had made love to me first. She asked me if I thought I would fall in love with him.
The next morning he took a shower and I made him some breakfast and we went to get my car. He demanded a kiss before he left, a kiss with his hand on my breast. I pulled away and told him he needed to go to his wife and he shouldn't be taking girls to bed.
But I fell in love with him, and she coached me on how to deal with him, even on how to make love with him. She wanted to know each time we had sex and I called her after he fell asleep and we talked, sometimes for an hour. We talked about other things, things about me, about my career. She told me he would look after my career, now that I was his lover. That she wanted me to love him, and didn't want him seeing any other girl.
He is a big shot, really high up in the company. I have been promoted and I have a position of responsibility. I am still his lover and neither his wife or me believe he has, nor has had, another lover. He's either with me or with her, we check in before we got to sleep. He's had two kids with her in these last ten years. My relationship with her is long distance, on the phone or text. We see each other only once in a while, to talk, like when her mother was diagnosed with cancer.
I felt he was going to have sex with me right there in the booth so I told him I had to leave. He took me to his car and had me tell him where I lived. I left my car in the parking lot. At my apartment things got out of hand and the next thing I was on my back and he was having sex with me. I was totally sober then. He was married and he was a man at the company who everyone knew and no one except my department knew who I was.
He got off of me, and I tried to cover myself but he refused to let me. He made me, told me actually, to uncover myself for him. I was embarrassed at having him look at me naked like that. He touched my nipples and then touched my pussy with two fingers, and laid back on the bed and told me to call his wife and let her know where he was and that he was going to spend the night with me.
I used his phone, in those days you didn't have to have a code to open it. I called his wife and introduced myself and told her he was with me. She told me to tell him he was a bastard and she was tired of him fucking around. But thank you anyway, to call her if I needed her. She called back a few minutes later and asked me who I was, how I knew him, and please not be a whore. I told her I wasn't a whore, that actually this was my first time. And it was the first time I met him, but I knew who he was.
Over the rest of the night she called me three times and we talked. She wanted to know if he had treated me right, if he had made love to me first. She asked me if I thought I would fall in love with him.
The next morning he took a shower and I made him some breakfast and we went to get my car. He demanded a kiss before he left, a kiss with his hand on my breast. I pulled away and told him he needed to go to his wife and he shouldn't be taking girls to bed.
But I fell in love with him, and she coached me on how to deal with him, even on how to make love with him. She wanted to know each time we had sex and I called her after he fell asleep and we talked, sometimes for an hour. We talked about other things, things about me, about my career. She told me he would look after my career, now that I was his lover. That she wanted me to love him, and didn't want him seeing any other girl.
He is a big shot, really high up in the company. I have been promoted and I have a position of responsibility. I am still his lover and neither his wife or me believe he has, nor has had, another lover. He's either with me or with her, we check in before we got to sleep. He's had two kids with her in these last ten years. My relationship with her is long distance, on the phone or text. We see each other only once in a while, to talk, like when her mother was diagnosed with cancer.
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