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I Love Mixing Cum With Food Anyone Else?

Hello. I'm 45 we have something going with my husband an unexpected kink you might say, but I love mixing his thick cum with food really. Small backstory following (wont' waste your time)

I don't know how it started I remember saying to him "How would your cum taste with salad" He was laughing but he didn't knew I was being serious. I remember he stared at me and said "Oh you mean it, alright we'll try it some day"

We basically cook together, he's WAY better than me but I manage well. one day while we were eating lunch with my son, he brought me my plate he made a sandwich and as I picked it up I saw a white thingy peaking out, I knew it wasn't white salsa for sure, because we hadn't bought one in weeks. then it finally got to me I said "Honey, is that....?" Our son was on the table eating as well, he then nodded and chuckled. I ate it all and loved it, even teased him by licking my fingers cleaned, later he told me he had the biggest hard-on on his pants, I gave him a blowjob for a job well done. to this day I love cum play for that reason and mixing his cum with food (I don't do it everyday of course, but sometimes I do)

What about you ladies, do you enjoy cum on your food. Men do you like cumming on food. (With fully consent of course, you sick freaks)

Best Student Ever With Details

Some of you wanted more from this story. I'll provide more details first. Most of it is the same, but I'll try to describe the hot parts with specifics.

Iris is a 3rd year undergrad at my university. She's about average height, but wow her chest is huge for a Chinese girl. She likes to stay fit, so her tight belly accentuates her assets and her ass is more voluminous than her peers. I've never been much into Asians, much less the international ones, but she caught my eye early on.

She likes wearing expensive workout clothes that tightly hug her body. Her highlighted hair falls to the small of her back. If they're not in curls, then she'll tie it up in a ponytail. You can tell on some days that she wears makeup, her foundation is sometimes uneven. Foundation aside, her lashes are real dark in contrast to her pink eye shadow and peach lip gloss.

The semester started normally, albeit with a bit more excitement now that everyone is back on campus. As usual, no one shows up to my office because it's neither exam time nor is my class very complicated. Iris, though, came to me within the first couple weeks. We got to know each other: she wanted to go to grad school, so she took her studies very seriously. She asked very detailed questions and seemed to be curious about everything. That's when I casually slipped into our conversations that some people take care of their pets at a very intimate level. She had no clue what I was talking about, or at least she faked it real well.

I told her every little detail and she went quiet. I described how women just love their little friends so much that they want to share all the pleasures of life with them. Most of the time, they'll start off simple with oral, whether they're sucking their friend off, or the friend is giving a very thorough licking. Then it escalates to more as they both get horny. Missionary gives the most control, but going on all fours is the most natural.

I look Iris in the eyes and ask her if she knows what positions I'm talking about. She didn't say anything, just nodded silently as I continued my mini lecture. I told her these friends fuck harder than any random guy they'd ever find. They're always so ready and willing.

For the next week or so, she didn't show up to my office, so I was afraid I scared her off. Eventually she came around. We talked about random things at first, until she hesitantly brought up the subject again. I happily obliged her questions, like if there were any risks. I reassured her that there were no risks at all, in fact it's safer than with a guy! Then I offered for her to meet a woman with firsthand experience. She turned a lovely red and was quite embarrassed at the proposition, but she couldn't hide her hard nipples under her shirt and how hard she's been breathing. "C'mon, this is a special chance. I don't do this for every student." After some convincing, she agreed to it.

We met my lady friend, let's call her Sarah, and her best friend that weekend at a restaurant for an early dinner with outdoor seating. Even though Iris didn't say much, I could tell she was listening to every single detail that we discussed. We talked about Sarah's first time, their routine, and how we met at the park. Iris wore a lovely white dress that evening, quite appropriate for what was to come. I invited all of them back to my place for some drinks. Soon enough, Sarah was stripping down and had her best friend licking at her pussy. Iris was mesmerized. So much so, that even after I took off my pants and placed her hand on my hard cock, she just stared while forgetting to jerk me off.

Sarah's moans filled the house, growing louder until she came. She then turned onto all fours for her best friend to mount her. I turned Iris away, which made her beg to see what was going on. I told her only if I could have some of her pussy. She reluctantly obliged, pulling her panties down and leaning over slightly. I took her from behind while we both stood to watch the scene unfold in front of us. Sarah was thoroughly enjoying herself, they had definitely been through this many times. Their movements synced up so well.

Fucking Iris was a bit of a different story. She clearly wasn't interested in me, but her pussy was soaking wet. My cock entered her tight pussy, I could feel her apart to accommodate me. Goodness she was so warm and soft. She let out a soft moan as I first entered her and continued to grunt now and again as I built up my rhythm. Her attention was completely on Sarah and friend, I was just happy to finally get some college pussy.

After about half an hour, Sarah finished. There was a resounding plop before she sank to lay there, soaked. I sat down on the couch, pulling Iris into my lap, my cock still resting inside her. They conversed for a bit, when Iris suddenly asked if she could try. I instantly got hard at the idea, even encouraging it.

Iris got up herself, pulled her dress up, and went down on all fours. I helped the best friend get into position. When he mounted Iris, she let out a soft "Oof" at how he clamped down with his weight on her. The initial jabbing was probably painful because she had a little reluctance in her voice, saying, "Ah... ow... ahhh well maybe next time..." but that all went away when I got control of him. I lined him up with her pussy and away he went!

She screamed then constantly gasped for air as he continuously knocked the wind out of her. He did not care that this was her first time. Iris' pussy squelched at being pummeled by his wet cock. After she got accustomed, I believe she started moaning in her mother tongue. It was somewhat high pitched, definitely a lot more enthusiastic than when I was fucking her. I could see how she gripped the carpet to take his pounding. Her head bowed down in submission, her tits bouncing as he thrusted his whole weight into her.

When the time got close, I made sure they tied together. Once I knew he was gonna stay there, I took the chance to get a blowjob out of Iris. At this point, she was sweating and shaking, I'm fairly certain she had cum at least once during all that. Her mouth weakly wrapped around my cock. It boiled down to me just face fucking her and cumming in her throat. I didn't warn her that I was about to blow. When my cum shot into her throat, she gagged but managed to swallow it all like the good girl she is.

After about 15-20 minutes, I heard the plop from the untying. iris fell to her side, sweaty, exhausted, and well fucked. I let Sarah and Iris shower, gave them their own bedrooms, and called it a night. They left the next morning, but not before Iris got to enjoy a morning oral session with the friend. She left shaking in the legs, barely able to get into her car.

Iris didn't come back to my office for another couple weeks after that. When she did show up, she nervously sat down and said, "So about last time..." I simply smiled and entertained her conversation, ending it with quite an arrangement.

Just Kept Going - Specifics Pt. 1

This is an extension of my earlier confession that I made under the title "Just Kept Going". In the hour or two since I posted that I have literally had to change my panties while doing housework becuase I'm so horny thinking about it.

I think I will do a variety of specific stories about my ongoing affair that I have been lying to my husband about for the past 5+ years.

Right after my husband found out about my affair he was furious with me for about a week. Eventually he calmed down enough to tell me that I had to tell my lover that I couldn't see him or talk to him anymore. I agreed to do this, but only if I could do it in person, which he very reluctantly agreed to.

I honestly did intend to completely break things off that day. I had no intention of ever seeing him again. We both cried because we had a great relationship and would miss each other. I hugged him when I went to leave, near the entrance of his house. While we were hugging I just flooded with emotion and could not walk out the door. I started kissing him hard. That led to me taking my shirt off. That led to me kissing him back to his couch and getting on my knees and sucking his dick. He nearly came in my mouth, but I couldn't let that happen. I got up and slowly took my pants and thong off so it gave him a minute to recover. Then I rode him hard until he came inside me. I orgasmed at the same time as him because the naughtiness of it sent me over the edge. After that I kissed him and told him that it can't be over, and then I left for home.

When I got home I hugged and kissed my husband. I told him that it was over with the other man and promised him that I would never even speak to him again. I said and did all of this while I could feel my other man's cum leaking out of me into my panties.

Just Kept Going

I'm a petite woman who has always worked in male-driven fields. I was a paramedic initially and then started working in disaster management for a government agency. I had my only child when I was 17 and worked full-time while attending school full-time through an associates degree and bachelor degree, which are how I got into my two career fields.

I got married when I was 23 and I miscarried 4 times with my husband before giving up on having more children. Around the time that I gave up on having more children, I started having an affair with a married co-worker. I almost never had sex with my husband anymore at this point, but I let my co-worker have me whenever he wanted and in any way he wanted. My husband eventually found out and was devastated. He asked me to stop seeing my co-worker and told him I would. My co-worker's wife also found out and she left him. I didn't stop, though I told my husband that I did.

That was at least 5 years ago and my husband hasn't even asked about it in probably 4. Even when he would ask, I would just reassure him that I was done seeing him and not to worry. I have moved on to a much higher paying job and am respected in my field, and even at my church. I can't help myself. To this day, at least once a week (usually more), I let that same do whatever he wants to me. Blowjobs during my lunch hour. Anal sex right after work before I go home to my family. Whatever he wants. I don't even think I want it to end. I love it so much, but had to tell someone because the lie is the only part that bothers me a tiny bit.

Just Kept Going - Specifics Pt. 2

I just realized that this would be easier by making an account, so the first two parts of this are not linked to my username, sorry. But they are both under the title "Just Kept Going"

I thought I would share a more recent confession related to my 5+ years long affair that my husband think ended at least 4 years ago.

As I said earlier, I work in a male-dominated field (disaster management currently). I have been moving up quickly in the agency that I work for and am now often in planning meetings with agency directors. I keep calm on the outside, but I am an anxious and nervous wreck internally during those meetings because they potentially determine my future and if I will continue my rise.

To keep my nerves under control, I will sometimes where lingerie under my conservative work clothes and for some reason that makes me feel more confident. But the most extreme version of this was recently when I had to present a yearly budget and training plan to a room full of older and powerful men. The meeting was set to take place right before lunch, so I said that I had an early morning doctor appointment and I met the man I've been seeing (I'll call him B from now on so it's not so awkward) before I started work for the day. I didn't want to look disheveled, so I didn't want to have sex. Instead, I took off my black dress pants and folded them neatly so they would still look nice. I got on my knees and sucked his dick until he came in my mouth. I swallowed it all, even sucking it for a minute or two after he was done to make sure I got it all. Afterwards, I got fully dressed and drove to work.

Somehow knowing that I was in that meeting with those powerful men and knowing I was presenting to them with a stomach full of a man's cum, especially since it was a man who isn't my husband, made me feel so confident. I nailed the presentation and could not have been happier about how it all went.

I Could Be His Fantasy, But I Just Can't Do It

This relates to some other posts I've made about an affair I've been having for the past 5+ years.

To give some background, my husband is attractive and is well-endowed and is amazingly talented with his mouth. But for some reason, despite all of that, I never want sex from him anymore. The only time it happens is if we are drunk together, and then it follows a formula: he goes down on me until I cum, which is only like 2-3 minutes because he really is good, and then I spread my legs for him and tell him to cum as fast as he can. I make him pull out and then clean me off afterwards. This happens maybe 3-4 times per year at most for the past 5 years. What makes this so hard for him is he wants me so bad. He is borderline addicted to sex and would worship every inch of my body if I let him.

About a year after my husband found out about my affair, all of that time believing that I had ended my affair, I found out that he had been obsessing over cuckhold porn. Probably hours a day, which he could hide from me because he works from home and I do not. I asked him about it the next time we had sex and he spilled everything about how he can't think straight some days and wants to see me with anther man more than anything in the world. He even told me that I didn't need to start having sex with him if I would just have sex with someone else in front of him. I told him that I liked the fantasy, but I didn't think it would be possible.

I know that I could fullfil my husband's greatest fantasy, but that would mean finding someone other than B, my lover, because I know my husband wouldn't allow it to be him. I could never do that. The same way my husband obsesses about thinking about me fucking someone else, I obsess about what B will do to me the next time we're together. The thought of being with some random guy does nothing for me, but my secret relationship with B makes me soak through my panties. I'm meeting him today after work when I'm supposed to be at a happy hour with work friends and I hope he loves the way I let him use me.

Just a few weeks ago, I got drunk with my husband and we went through our routine of him going down on me and me letting him fuck me quickly. He brought up the cuckhold thing during the sex and sounded so desperate for it. All I could think about was that just a the week before I had invited B along on my work trip a few hours away and that I made him cum more times in those four days than I have made my husband cum in the past 5 years. There's a good chance that my husband washed clothes of mine that had B's cum splattered on them and that my pussy still had some bits of his cum in there when I let my husband inside. He would have lost his mind with pleasure if I told him that and told him it was anyone other than B, but I just can't do it. I can't fulfill my husbands fantasy and I can't stop letting B have me whenever he wants.

I Found Out

We have been married 22 years. 3 children in the teen years. Approx 5 years ago my wife really started taking care of herself and has been a great sex partner. We are close friends with a family that has two children that are best friends with our children. He is older than me in great shape. His wife is a fatty and obviously doesn’t care how she dresses or appears to others. One Saturday our friend brought his kids over to do some activity with our kids. I was working in the back yard when I noticed they had arrived. When I was almost about to enter the back door I look through wash room window I saw my friend and wife hugging with his hand rubbing between her legs. I quit to spy and after they quit hugging they kissed and had some words with him squeezing her breast. I knew at this time they were having sex together. I didn’t tell her for a few days what I saw. I talked to a lawyer and our pastor. My pastor suggested forgive because it is obvious my wife loves me and the children.
With the children gone one afternoon I confronted my wife. We cried and discussed the situation. She nor our friend desires to break up our families. My wife loves me and has no intention of us splitting up. She basically expressed she has sex with him to give him the opportunity for sex. I went outside to get air and do yard work. Approx an hour later our friend pulled in the back yard where I was and we discussed situation. We all were cool headed.
This all settled out well. After about a week one night after hard sex my wife asked could she still help our friend with sex. She expressed she has always given me all the sex I want. She admitted enjoying sex with our friend. We discussed this scenario a few days. We even invited our friend to discuss guidelines for the flings. They would be discreet. I wanted to watch them have sex but they both refuse. So we plan their moments and I even help keep the children away and help give convenient opportunities to get together.about once a week they get two hours together.
My wife tells me some of their adventures to arouse us for sex. Our friend is big tooled and knows how to use it. They have had sex on many spontaneous occasions. She can have standing sex easily because of his size. They have had sex in closets at school events, church education rooms, curb store bathrooms, outdoor parking sites, back seat like teens and many other situations. One day my whole family was walking in the mall and he happened to be there. My wife while giving me a hug told me to take kids to eat and she would find us later, she and friend walked off. When she returned I could tell she had had sex. We couldn’t wait to get home for us to have sex.
She has started letting him put a hickie on her breast to show me when they have a sneak unplanned sex. One thing I don’t like is when we arrange for them to have the house to themselves he really uses her and she doesn’t want sex for a day or two. I really do want to watch them but haven’t had the opportunity. This afternoon while I was helping in the kitchen my wife showed me a quick peak of her breast with a small hickie. She whispered that she wants us in bed early tonight.
I know our situation has a lot of drama but we are living the moment. When we are with his family and I see his fatty wife I don’t blame him for looking somewhere else for sex. My friend often thanks me.

My Husband Knows Our Oldest Isn't His. We Both Pretend Otherwise.

Nothing sexy here. I just had to write about this today.

My husband and I have been married for nine years. He was in a car accident about seven years ago and his lower body was severely injured, almost crushed. He was wheelchair bound for a long time but finally was able to walk with a cane, and went back to work after two years. His genitals were injured as well, and he was impotent for a long time. He eventually recovered and we had a child together just before covid hit.

Luckily, we had some assets and money saved before he was injured and I was able to stop working for a while and take care of him. When he was able to get around the house in a wheelchair and basically care for himself, I went back to work as a traveling sales rep. I was in another part of the country enjoying an afternoon in a park when a handsome man struck up a conversation with me. I didn't intend for anything to happen -- I hadn't even been on the pill since my husband was injured -- but we ended up having a quick, frenzied liason. I never saw him again and I didn't even know his full name. I couldn't believe what I did. I'd never cheated on my husband before. I should have realized I was probably ovulating from the level of desire I had. I should have got the hell away from there. I bought a disposable douche as fast as I could. I had never used one before, and I didn't know at the time that by douching I probably only drove his sperm toward my egg more than anything else. I didn't even think about anything like the Plan B pill.

I felt guilty and heartsick but tried to put it out of my mind. Then I missed my period. I was so nervous when I took a home pregnancy test, and I burst into tears when it showed positive. I went to a doctor and she confirmed it. I was pregnant.

My first thought was I've got to terminate right away, but, like my husband, I was raised in a devoutly religious home. Even though I don't consider myself a believer anymore, I couldn't help feeling I'd be even more hell bound than I already was if I did that. I kept putting it off. I never told anyone anything.

I kept my ob-gyn appointments and tried to take care of myself, but other than that, I just let the days go by. Looking back now, I can't believe how crazy that was. I knew I was going to start showing soon, and my husband would probably divorce me with good reason, but I just let the days pass. Finally, I did start showing, and one day out of nowhere my husband said, "You're pregnant, aren't you?" I knew that question would be coming, but I lost control and started sobbing. I blurted out everything that happened really fast through my tears, but my husband said, "Too late now, you might as well calm down. Anyway, who could blame you with a gimp husband." Of course that made me feel awful. I don't remember much of what was said after that, but finally he asked me if I'd been seeing a doctor. I told him I had and everything looked ok. He said we better start getting things ready and buying what we'd need. It made no sense to put it off.

We both just went ahead as though the baby were his. Everybody was happy he was well enough to be a father, and we just let people think that. I tried a couple times to talk about it to him, to apologize, but he said there was no need. He said it wasn't really my fault, and he intended to step up and be a good father. He didn't want to discuss it further.

He has been a good father, and doesn't treat our first born child any differently than he treats our second. I thought he'd be cold to me, and try to punish me by ignoring me, but the opposite is the case. He became even more loving and affectionate, and when his potency finally returned, he didn't hesitate to make love to me. Before long, I got pregnant again. In every area of life, he really does act like this never happened. Part of me is grateful, but part of me can't help thinking he must hold some resentment. How could he not? I've tried to move on and not feel guitly, and most of the time I can, but not always. Like today, which is the same date years ago when he first asked me if I was pregnant. It seems like we're all in a good place now, but I don't know. I don't know what else to say.

Watching My Wife Fuck

My wife is now 46 years old. As I've gotten older and slowed down, I've wanted more and more to watch her have sex with other guys. Three years ago she gave in and let another man have her. She's a brunette with nice c cup tits that have a little bit of sag but nice firmness. She has great nipple too that get very hard. She is slim hipped and has a nice pussy with thin inner lips that gushes when she cums a lot.

She thought I was joking when I first started bringing up the idea of me watching her fuck another guy bit she slowly came around to the idea. Lots of talk, porn, some drinking and more and more dirty talk and one day she said she'd probably do it with the right guy. It took many months but eventually the right guy fell into our laps. At first she was not going to fuck the guy. She was 43, he was 20. He was attractive, fit, confident and came on to us at a bar. he made it clear he was interested in sex with her. He bought us drinks. As our conversation went on he invited her to his place and invited me to watch. This was not a set up it was just a guy who liked older women and was attracted to my wife. he made it clear that a lot of couple our age like to bring a younger guy into their bed and that's what attracted him to us, he had the feeli9ng we were open to it.

She was coming around but was having difficulty with the idea of sleeping with such a young guy. She kept saying that "you were born after we were married, you're younger than my son." He pressed on, age doesn't matter. you're hot as fuck, once were fucking none of that will matter and she gave in. We followed him to his place, went inside, right to his bedroom, he set up a place for me to sit and relax while I watched and by then she was very nervous but also so ready.

He took over. He got her naked, got naked himself and within minutes she was sucking his cock with unrestrained abandon. She was like some slut sucking and licking his cock and balls, loving more than I thought she ever could. He had a long cock, not real thick, not thin but rock hard with an upward curve and he had no problem just getting sucked like crazy and not cumming. I would have cum in a minute the way she attacked his cock.

He ate her out a but but kept stopped just as she was going to cum. He teased her like this for awhile driving her crazy then got her on her back with her butt on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide, knees up and he was sitting on a chair where he could lean forward and eat her pussy or just play with it. He went to work on her pussy.

He explored her pussy, spreading her lips, feeling it, circling his fingers around her clit, slowly sliding fingers inside her, and he slowly worked her up until she was holding her legs behind her knees, pulling her legs as wide open as possible, her pussy totally exposed and at his mercy. Then he started fingering her, slowly at first then faster and harder. He said to me that she had a fantastic pussy, so wet and tight, he said her g spot was dripping. She was squirming, her body roiling, stomach rolling, toes curling and then the moaning, and facial expressions showing she was about to cum. He took that moment to finger fuck her as hard as he could. Much harder than I ever have. I would have been scared of hurting her but he didn't care, he had all his fingers inside and was pumping so hard almost his whole hand was going in and out to the point I thought he was going to fist fuck her. He probably could have if he wanted to.

When she came she yelped and gushed like crazy. Pussy juice spilled from her hole soaking his fingers and hand and her whole body was stiff. His bed was soaked. I didn't think she'd be able to continue but as soon as she went limp, he pressed his stiff dick to her pussy and he slid right in. It was a shock, I was ready for him to fuck her but didn't expect to see my wife's beautiful pussy splashing pussy juice one second and a 20 year old guy's stiff dick piercing it the next but that's what he did. I was starting to get blue balls watching this kid in action. he was lone a porn start. He fucked her for a long time and he fucked her so hard. His stamina was amazing he fucked forever and didn't seem close to cumming. He fucked her in a bunch of position but was good enough to hold her in a way that let me see his cock pounding her pussy. After about a half hour she was a sweaty mess, her pussy was a drippy mess, her hair matted and wet, her whole body glistening with sweat. She had cum many times and looked wiped out. He must have realized she was running out of steam. He got her on her back, had me hold one leg spread wide, he spread the other one and he fucked her as hard as he could. She came a couple of time, he pulled his dick to the entrance of her pussy and slowly rocked her hole cumming in her. At one point the tip of his his dick popped out and a squirt of cum shot across her trimmed bush then he was back inside her, shooting his load in her. When he pulled out a thick stream of cum leaked out and down to her butt crack. He played her her pussy some more causing more cum to spill out. her pussy was a sopping mess. Then she shocked me, she slid two fingers inside herself, one with her wedding ring on it, and she got then wet with his cum and her juice and she tasted them.

He took her into his shower when they cleaned up together then she got dressed and off we went. It was the hottest night ever.

The second time I watched her fuck another guy was more risky because it was with a married guy from street. He's a doctor who is in his late thirties. We were talking, the talk turned to some sexual stuff, we were all pretty well lubed up with booze and he told us that a hundred years ago it was common for women to go to the local doctor to get off. No one thought women needed sex or had physical desires or needs then and they attributed sexual frustration to something call hysteria. The only cure was for doctor's to use their fingers and hands to get women off. These guys didn't equate female orgasms with sex. It was common for doctors to finger dozens of woman a day to orgasms to relieve their hysteria. This sounds crazy but it's true. Vibrators were actually invested as a medical devise for doctors to us e to get women off because it was rough on them physically using their hand all the time.

So this was an interesting conversation that got my wife wet, turned me on, I was thinking of what that young guy had done to my wife with his hand, and he was turned on as well. My wife made a comment about how nice it would be to just go to the doctor down the street to have him get her off whenever she needed. He joked around that he would love to have her as a patient and before long we were at his house (his wife was away) and he gave her an "exam." He treated what we were doing like it was a medical procedure.

He has a massage table in his basement he used as an exam table. He got her nude and broke out a stethiscope and a lab coat. He gave her a tit "exam", and ass exam, a pussy exam and diagnosed her with "hysteria" and "prescribed" her orgasms. Then he delivered.

He used his fingers to get her very wet, then used his mouth to get her really going then explored her pussy very closely, opening it, sliding his fingers in and out, stretching her lips, playing with her clit, then he finger fucked her. He fingered her slow at first like the kid did then faster. ..(continue confession)

Coworker

I was in my first year of college. I worked at Waffle House on night shift part time to help pay my expenses. At slow moments we could take at this day in time smoke breaks in the back. One of my coworkers was a lady in her late 30’s with 3 kids. In fact she had two teenage daughters I would have loved to date. I really loved hanging out with her when I got the opportunity. Our conversations were getting more personal as time passed. Her husband got her pregnant during her senior year of high school. One night she asked me how many girls have I been with. I had only had first kiss with 3 dates. She gets on her knees and gives me my first blow job. She had only got started good I blew down her throat. She laughed and said we need more practice. Weeks later after several blow jobs on our break she dropped her pants and sat on the work table and said it was time for me to try a woman. It was similar to my first blow job I climax inside her after just getting started. We stopped blow jobs and would have sex on breaks. I think she needed it more than I did. The manager must have found us out so he started scheduling us on different shifts. I would meet her at Walmart on Saturday at 10am and we would have even better sex in her minivan. The manager fired me before the end of the year and told me to stop the affair. This job was important to her family and would fire her if he heard anything else. We agreed to stop because of her family. I got another job and started dating college girls. I later heard my married lover was pregnant with her 4th child. I probably fathered this child. To this day I recall the memories of having sex with this married friend.