Wednesday, September 30, 2009

BLOG 25 - Bite me in the ass

As I logged out of my message box I heard Jennifer ask, “Is everything ok” as she continued reading my body language decoding the expression on my face. I looked at her and took the box from her hands telling her “I will explain on the way to your cubical.” I was going to take a foolish chance and cross the thin line of sexual harassment by opening up to her and telling her everything that had been going on with me. I hope that this does not come back to bite me in the ass and become the hot new office gossip. I took a hesitant deep breath then spoke slowly telling her everything starting with my dream. I spoke in detail about my wife secretly masturbating and me catching her only to have her deny the whole thing. I told her about me wanting to explore sexually but not wanting to hurt my wife. Our conversation became detailed so I spoke softly so that only she could hear as we walked with me walking behind her. I couldn’t help but noticing her sexy stride with the extra little twist in her hips. Her short skirt fit her coke bottle shape perfectly attracting my eyes to her swaying hips and firm ass hypnotizing me with its seductive movement. I began to speak with long pauses between sentences as I found myself repeating myself from time to time trying to look at her ass and talk at the same time. I became overwhelmed by her flirty nature and youthful sex appeal to the point of energizing my lust and erection again. I handed her my cell phone showing her the messages after I told her that I was receiving e-mails and that’s when she put in her two cents. “Wow” she said laughing at our conversation “your wife was enjoying her "me time". You should be really turned on by watching her do her thing but I understand why you weren’t. Self-pleasure is a beautiful thing and with a pussy like you just described, I'd want to touch it too. Do your thing wifey,” she said smiling with envy as we reached her cubical.

“Don't hate hubby, it's just one of those things that a woman has to do. Her not telling you is just part of us following our code of conduct and not breaking our woman rules. It’s amazing the lengths people go to when they are trying to cover up something,” she said changing the subject playing the devils advocate about the situation going on at my house. “You and Angie have not done anything yet and you are already acting as if you have which says to me that you definitely want to” she said as I tried to downplay my lust for Angie. “If your wife knew about Angie then you wouldn’t have anything to hide,” she added as she started looking at me with her woman glare…

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

BLOG 24 - One time invitation

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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

BLOG 23 - Stroking myself

My mind was racing with endless possibilities and scenarios as everything in my world suddenly became suspect. “Me and Angie flirt with each other a lot but what if she wasn’t flirting, what if she was joking but serious,” I thought to myself as I stared into space. I felt myself becoming aroused physically seeing visions of her and me having sex in my mind. I saw myself on top of her with her legs on my shoulders grinding hard and deep picking up speed with every rhythmic stroke. Her body will be warm and soft as I hold her firmly looking into her eyes falling into the depths of her sensuality. The mental images made my dick get super hard stretching the woven fabric tight along the zipper of my dress pants. I could no longer lie to myself “I am super hot for Angie,” I confessed to myself in my thoughts. I squirmed in my chair from the throbbing uneasiness of my erection hunching like a dog in heat breathing through my mouth trying to regain my composure. “Damn” I thought to myself stretching my legs pushing my hard on into the confining space under my zipper. “It’s too early in the morning for this shit,” I thought aloud noticing the clock on my desk phone reading eight forty a.m. I began moving my manhood around with my hand trying to adjust my meat for comfort stroking myself through my pants as I tingled with arousal. “Good morning Devin” a voice shouted as she entered my office without knocking seeing me with a hand full of erection. “I tried to make eye contact with you and not startle you but I saw that you were busy,” she said smiling looking down at my lap. She leaned forward to get a better look at my bulging slacks spilling the contents out of the box that she was carrying. My face glowed red with embarrassment as I stood up to help her pick up the mess she made in my office. As I walked around the corner of my desk, she was squatting down sitting on her heels eye level with my hard on. There was no denying my early morning excitement I was just glad that she remained professional. I quickly squatted down beside her to hide my early morning woody and to help her clean up the spilled papers. “She spilled these papers on purpose,” I thought to myself as I gave her a thumbs up

and points for creativity. “Aren’t you going to congratulate me,” she asked smiling like the cat that ate the canary. “I got hired full time today and im moving into my new cubical down the hall, she said letting me know that we would be seeing each other a lot more often. Her words became muffled as I looked down her shirt trying to get a glimpse of her youthfulness. “I want to just grab her, throw her on my desk, and fuck the shit out of her,” I thought to myself as she noticed me looking at her breasts. “Congratulations Jennifer” I said trying to play it off “I remember when I got hired for my first real job and how excited I was.” She did not appear to be offended by my wandering eyes; she wanted me to look smiling when I gave her the wanted attention…



Sunday, September 13, 2009

BLOG 22 - Why not you

I was more interested now than ever to hear their story especially since I had just gotten off the phone with Tiffany. Before I could even tell Angie that I had spoke to Tiffany she told me that she gave her my cell and work number and that she was going to call me today. “Gotta go but I will meet you for drinks and lunch at Club Jewel’s at twelve thirty don’t be late” I said as my desk phone rang a second ring.

“Thanks for calling this is Devin how can I help you?” I said trying to get into my normal work routine. “Hey it’s me again I just had something that I needed to say to you before I forgot” she said talking and forgetting that I was at work. “I think you and Angie are going to have an affair or at least she wants to” she said making me feel like I was in grade school again. “Me and Angie are just good friends, what makes you think that”

I asked sensing a hint of jealousy in her voice. “I saw her facial expressions when she got your email and that shows that she wants to and you know you are feeling the same. She has already been with some of my other so called "friends" so why not you” she asked with a slight sense of disappointment. “So called friends like who,” I asked feeling like a fool when she answered “your friend Brian” as she paused to listen and read my reaction. “She probably thinks that I know about her husband, and I do but I can’t tell her that,” I thought quietly to my self. “I can’t prove it but I know that they had sex, there’s just something about Angie that just can't be trusted. “Your wife better look out” she said laughing to ease the tension of our conversation then she said “or maybe they are in cahoots.” The phone went silent as her cell phone dropped our call in the middle of her talking leaving my mind full of unanswered questions…


Wednesday, September 9, 2009

BLOG 21 - Last time I saw her

The rest of our shower was silent as my disbelief turned into frustration. I didn’t tell her how I was feeling I just decided to take matters into my own hands. “It would be different if this was a one-time thing but this happens almost every night,” I thought replaying the lies and denials in my mind. Today was going to be different I am no longer going to put my satisfaction in her hands I am going to get her a little help. I arrived at work early so I sat in the car and started composing Angie a text message. Before I could type any key strokes, my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller I.D and smiled answering the phone with an excited “hello.” She replied back talking just as excited saying, “it’s about time you answered your damn phone I have been trying to call you for two days.” I laughed and replied sarcastically “hello Tiffany, it’s good to hear your voice to” as we, both laughed with excitement. “How did you get my cell phone number?” I asked, “Angie gave it to me I hope that I didn’t call you at a bad time.” I thought about what Angie told me about her and Tiffany and answered her smiling “no I just got to work and was walking in the door.” We spent the next few moments catching up on what each other has been up to as I started thinking about the last time I saw her. We were at her 2007 New Years Eve party she had at her house before she moved to Texas. I can still remember how sexy she looked as her intoxicated flirting made me feel like a fox in the hen house. I remember being super drunk and asking her to “show me your titties” and getting surprised when she did

What was even more surprising is that she did it in front of her husband and he laughed at me when I took a close up picture with my cell phone camera. I had to end our call early because I had just walked into my office and my desk phone was ringing. “I will call you back later when I get off from work,” I said hearing her reply, “You better call me I’m in town for our class reunion and I want to see you.” We disconnected our call as I answered my desk phone. “Thanks for calling this is Devin how can I help you?” I said as I put my cell phone on vibrate and turned on my computer. “Did you get my text messages?” the laughing voice asked as I came up with an expected but rather witty reply. “There are three things in the world that you and I should never share with each other. The first is our tooth brushes, the second is our underwear and last but most important you should never under no circumstance ever share pictures of Mr. Sexy with me again.
I laughed my ass off when I read your message that wasn’t what I expected. The picture of Mr. Sexy is not even, close to what I envisioned you would even call sexy. What a way to keep me on my toes and get a good laugh too” I said still chuckling about her message. We laughed for at least five more minutes as Angie told the details about her encounter with Mr. Sexy. “I wanted to call you early to make sure that we are meeting this afternoon for cocktails. If you come, I will tell you about my super hot sex with Tiffany…








Tuesday, September 8, 2009

BLOG 20 - Satisfy herself

It was hard to see the details but I knew she was feeling good by the sticky sound of her fingers stirring on the rim down to the bottom of her honey pot. I was feeling an explosion of emotions during that thirty minutes starting with complete sexual arousal ending with feeling lied to and deceived. “She told me she was so tired,” I thought to myself watching her body tremble while she enjoyed a silent orgasm with me lying next to her with my dick hard as a brick. I finally decided to join in on the action moving my arm to caress her body when she snatched her hand from between her legs and rolled over quick. She obviously was unaware that I had been watching her as I played it off and rolled over on to my stomach. After moving to cover her body with the blanket she lay motionless and silent with the distinct musky smell of her sex floating in the air. I also lay still and silent angry at her deception as she thought only of how she could satisfy her self. This would be the night that I decide to explore my own sexuality and begin to satisfy myself and masturbating was not how I was going to do it. After a few moments passed I calmed down my irrational thinking, I figured that I must have startled her and maybe she was embarrassed. That thought eased my mind but I wanted to be sure and make a decision based on how she answered a question

When the alarm clock went off, we both rolled out of bed like normal and took our usual morning shower together. As we washed each other I asked her “how did you sleep last night” which was not out of the ordinary for me to ask.

“I slept like a brick, I didn’t hear anything last night” she replied unaware of the experience that I had during the night. I gave her another chance when I said, “I slept ok but I woke up around ten minutes after four and fell back asleep somewhere around five in the morning.” I waited silently as our morning shower suddenly took a different turn that only she could correct…






Sunday, September 6, 2009

BLOG 19 - Horny as hell

We lay in the bed watching television until almost mid night

when my wife started dosing off to sleep. She always put on the falling asleep act when she wanted me to turn off the television. I did not mind her subtle manipulation because it usually meant she wants some attention and that leads up to some foreplay and us getting our sex on. I gave her a little nudge to supposedly wake her up caressing her naked body enjoying the scent of her shower gel. I was still horny as hell from our unfinished laundry room action so I might as well finish that too. She pretended to be in a drunken consciousness acting half sleep half awake telling me how sleepy she was and that she would make it up to me tomorrow. I became frustrated but outwardly understanding as I left her alone to fall asleep for real, as I tried to do the same. I was lying on my right sides facing her when I awoke a few hours later from a quick power nap disturbed by how hot it was in our room. I did’nt move my body I only opened my eyes seeing her silhouette on top of the blanket in front of me. She had on her birthday suit lying on her back inviting my eyes to trace the silhouette of her body in the darkness. Something was odd in the outline of her body noticing her right arm extended across her body with her hand palm down between her legs.

Her legs were spread apart slightly as her left hand caressed her breasts pinching and squeezing her nipples. Her eyes were closed being fully engulfed in her self-touching probably thinking that I was still asleep. I started faking my heavy sleep breathing as to not alert her to my intrusion into her fantasy time. I was amazed at her silence as I watched her skillfully controlling her finger movements while keeping her breathing steady. It was four ten in the morning as I remained motionless watching her make love to her self in the darkness…

Thursday, September 3, 2009

BLOG 18 - Mr. Sexy

From: dwoods@globaltech.com
Date: Thu, Aug 2009
To: sexy_angie@yahoo.com



I was sitting at a red light on my way home today when I saw Mr. Sexy crossing the street. I blew my horn at him and took his picture with my cell phone when he turned around to see who was honking. Just thought I would share…



I was also going to ask you do you want to hook up and have a drink tomorrow during lunch or maybe an after work drink at Club Jewel’s??? CALL ME!!!!!

I shook my head laughing at her weird sense of humor as I considered meeting her for lunch tomorrow. I was more interested in her after work invitation to Club Jewel’s which is the hottest most popular lesbian club in the city. My mind filled with excuses and reasons to be late home from work when I decided to just tell the truth, sort of. I heard the sound of my mother in law starting her car in our drive way which was my cue to get back to my normal husband routine. I heard the television turn on in my bedroom and that let me know wifey was close so I had to play it off convincingly. I flushed the un used toilet and opened the window making a little more noise than usual. I grabbed the air freshener and gave the room a heavy spray of sparkling citrus scent courtesy of Air Wick. I stood in front of the mirror and put my phone on silent as the sink water ran to give the illusion of me washing my hands. I put the phone in my front pocket and walked out fast quickly closing the door behind me. “I would not go in there for at least thirty five to forty five minutes if I were you” I said joking about the non existent smell in the bath room…

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

BLOG 17 - Creamy and wet


I went into the bathroom closing the door behind me and turned on the exhaust fan. This is how we warned each other that what we affectionately called the gas chamber was in use. I sat down on the closed toilet feeling more at ease about opening my messages knowing that she would not just walk in on me in here. I opened my inbox and smiled when I saw what was wrote on the subject line…

From: sexy_angie@yahoo.com
Subject: creamy and wet…
To: dwoods@globaltech.com



Hey!!! where in the hell are you? I have been trying to call you and your ass has not called me back. I got something creamy and wet for you and you wont even call me back LOL. Anyway, our reunion is coming up Friday and I wanted to touch base.. CALL ME!! Don't keep me waiting (wink) “do you think im sexy in my new glasses???

I laughed after I read her message she was always flirting and of course I replied flirting to...

From: dwoods@globaltech.com
Subject: creamy and wet…
To: sexy_angie@yahoo.com
You are so funny!… you better stop playing before I start taking you seriously LOL. I saw that you were trying to get in touch just been busy messing around at work??? What’s wet and creamy??? Bet it isn’t as creamy as the one I just took my tongue out of LOL. I saw that I had a missed call from Tiffany about 5 minutes ago and speaking of her you have a hot story to tell... remember? I will call you later today…your glasses gives me hot flashes of the sexy librarian look…

D

I scrolled down my call log looking for Tiffany”s phone number when another message popped into my inbox…
From: dwoods@globaltech.com
To: sexy_angie@yahoo.com
Subject: creamy and wet…

Oh I see what I have to do to get your attention. I haven't forgotten the story. What did you and Tiffany talk about? Oh I can show you what is wet and creamy better than I can tell you (smile) You better call me TODAY!