Work was difficult as well. My concentration wasn’t on my job, it was focused on fucking Lucy the night before. I really needed to quit thinking about it, and by the time I took my lunch break I was getting back to normal. It was during lunch that my cell phone started ringing. I figured it would be my wife, Susan, but it wasn’t her, and I didn’t recognize the number, although it was from this area code. I answered it anyway.
“Hello, this is Frank.”
“Hello Frank, it’s me, Lucy. I just wanted you to know that I couldn’t walk straight this morning from the fucking you gave me last night.”
I had to keep from laughing at that opening line. “Why hello, Lucy. I’m glad to know that I still have that effect on women. I was afraid I might be losing it, ha, ha.”
“You haven’t lost a thing, lover. Say, what are you doing tomorrow night? I’m free and I thought we could get together for dinner, if you don’t mind.”
I must have made quite an impression on her, I thought. I couldn’t believe my luck. She is calling me to ask for a date. That surprised the hell out of me. I thought about it for a minute and figured that, what the hell, I’m already damned, I might as well go all in. “Sure, Lucy, I don’t have any plans for tomorrow. Can I pick you up?”
“You are a sweetheart, do you know that? I’d love it if you would do that. How about 7:30?”
“I’ll be there. Where are we going?”
“Oh, I have someplace quiet and romantic in mind. You never know, you might get something special for dessert.”
Oh, my. She doesn’t beat around the bush, I thought. I figured I’d go along with her, though. “Perhaps we could find something irresistible that we can eat together. I’ll see you tomorrow at 7:30.”
“Sounds yummy, Frank. I’ll see you then. Dress code is business casual, by the way, but maybe we can relax the dress code after dinner.”
She hung up after that. Jesus, she was highly sexed, no doubt about that. I wasn’t completely sure what I was getting myself into, but I may as well have a little fun while I can.
As work ended that day I sat down to reflect and to think about how easily I went from “not looking for anything” to this person who is making dates with strangers. A stranger who got me into bed on the first date, no less. I couldn’t let this go on, though. I’d done enough damage as it was, there was no sense in making things worse.
The next day, Thursday, found me consumed by thoughts of dinner with Lucy. Well, not really thinking about dinner, but about getting into her bed again. As guilty as I felt at certain times, there were more times when I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted this woman again, and tonight I would have her.
I picked up Lucy at her home at 7:30 sharp. She had on a form-fitting black dress that accentuated her shapely figure and mammoth breasts. It’s a good thing she had reservations at this restaurant we were going to. Otherwise I could have been content to take her right there on the floor. I opened the door to the car and helped her in. The whole way there she rested her hand on my thigh, gently stroking it up and down, sometimes coming dangerously close to my crotch. Every time she did that I looked over at her and she would give me that seductive smile. She knew how to push my buttons, that much was for sure.
At the restaurant, we sat in a quiet booth near the rear, virtually alone, separated from the other diners. Lucy’s hand was in my lap the whole time, feeling my cock and making me grow hard. At one point I thought she was going to take it out and do me right there, but she backed off when our server appeared with the next course.
“Frank,” she said. “I think we need to have a talk about what we’re doing. Is that okay with you?”
“Of course it is, Lucy,” I replied. “Just what is it that we are doing anyhow?”
“Well, for starters, I hope you enjoyed what we did the other night. I know that I did, and I want this to continue. I hope you do as well.”
Almost mesmerized by her words, I nodded my assent.
“Good. Now Frank, I want you to understand that if we continue seeing each other we must be discreet. Your co-workers can never know about any of this. Neither can your wife, for obvious reasons. It goes without saying that, because of my position with the school district, we will need to limit our time together in public. I can’t do anything publicly that would cause problems with my job. That’s why I chose this place to be together tonight. I also want you to know that I understand that eventually your wife will be coming to be with you. I will never do anything to jeopardize your marriage. On that you have my word.”
“Lucy, I don’t know what to say.”
“Frank, just say you want me. We can go on seeing each other, even after your wife arrives, if that’s what you want. I love sex, Frank, and sex with you is incredible. I will make myself available to you virtually any time you want me. Please say yes.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. Lucy was offering me herself as my mistress. In a few short days I had changed so much. I had gone from being a faithful, if somewhat sexually neglected, husband and father to a cheat, an adulterer who would be living a secret life with his mistress. I couldn’t believe that such a thing was possible, and yet I was living proof that it was. To my surprise, the decision was easy.
“Yes Lucy, I’ll do it. I want you.”
Lucy smiled. “Now, let’s see about some dessert. The desserts here are simply divine, but when we get back to my place I have something else in mind, if you know what I mean. I’ll give you a hint, though. It involves cream of a sort.” She licked her lips seductively after saying that and I could feel my cock stirring to life. God, she is good at what she does. A simple look from her gets me so excited.
As we drove back to her place following our meal, she once again fondled my cock as I drove, only this time she removed it from my pants and stroked me gently.
“Push your seat back Frank. There’s something I want to do.”
I complied with her request and was shocked to see her lower her head in my lap and begin giving me a blowjob. I started to protest but she continued. The thrill of having my dick sucked while other cars were speeding alongside of us is difficult to describe. It took all of my effort and concentration to continue driving without losing control of the car. After a few minutes of bobbing her head up and down as she sucked my cock, she released me from her lips, sat up and straightened her hair.
“I didn’t want you to cum,” she told me. “I want you to save that for later, much later.”
I pulled the car into her garage and opened her door for her so she could get out.
“Frank, you’re such a gentleman,” she said. “I love it that you treat me with such respect. Now let’s get inside so you can ravish me.”
Once inside her house we made our way to her bedroom, leaving a trail of clothing on the floor as we stripped along the way.
What followed next were a series of kisses, licks and sucks as we made our way to the bed, falling on it like two drunken sailors. Lucy was clutching at my cock in a frenzied attempt to suck it, but I kept her away from it so that I could get into position above her head. I straddled her had from above and only then would I let her have her prize. I fed my cock into her waiting mouth and she gobbled it like manna.
As she sucked me, I allowed myself to fall forward. When I lay atop her I spread her sumptuous thighs. The only thing big about Lucy, other than her tits, was her ass and thighs. I love a big ass and thighs, so she was almost tailor-made for me. As I spread them I put my face into her steaming sex. She had a small patch of fluffy black pubic hair right above her otherwise shaved cunt. It wasn’t very big, but it caught my attention and I loved the way it felt on my chin as I began to eat her.
Lucy immediately took my cock from her mouth. “Oh God, Frank! I love the way you eat me like that! I’m gonna cum all over your face!”
Just in that one encounter two nights ago, I could tell that Lucy’s sexual fuse was very short.
Once her orgasm calmed down, she returned her attention to my cock. She was amazing with her mouth and tongue, constantly licking and sucking, swirling her tongue around the head and applying incredible suction as she moved up and down the shaft. She also seemed to love cocks and sucking them. She treated my cock as if it were something precious, always taking care to show her love. Even when she held it in her hand she was gentle with it, her soft hands caressing it like a fragile bird.
As good as she was with my cock in her mouth, I wanted my cock inside her pussy. I wanted to fuck her hard and deep, to make her cum with each stroke. Very carefully I took her head in my hands and pulled her off my hard dick. She protested when I did it, but I assured her that something good was going to happen.
I turned her over on her back and took one of her pillows to place under her ass. She wondered why I would do that, but she was about to find out. The pillow raised her pussy and ass so that I could achieve maximum penetration and depth. As I slid my cock inside her, you could see from the expression on her face that she thought I would never bottom out inside her. Her eyes grew bigger, her mouth was wide open in shock and her breath began to get ragged as my length hit places she never knew would see a cock.
“Jesus, Frank,” she moaned. “It’s so fucking deep. Oh, God, you’re filling me up! Oh, Frank, oh Frank, oh God I’m cumming again!”
She was so sensitive that simple penetration threatened to send her over the edge. It was a real ego boost, to be sure, and I was determined to make her cum harder and harder, so that it would seem like one continuous orgasm, rather than the multiple orgasms she was having. Her hips met my thrusts and her hands were on my ass, urging me on. I would sink so deep inside her on the thrust into her and nearly pull out on the outward movement. It had to feel as if she were getting fucked by some monster cock, and her moans turned into screams once again as she began to cum over and over.
She just loved it, getting her pussy filled over and over again with my cock. Her head lolled back and forth as she gasped, and as I leaned closer to her she kissed me wildly. I was getting so excited by fucking her that I could feel my orgasm coming soon. I picked up the pace as it began, determined to fill her pussy to overflowing with my cum. And then it began.
“Oh Lucy, I can’t hold out any longer. I’m cumming inside you!” My cock exploded inside her and she felt the hard jets of my cum as it hit her way down deep in her cunt. She held me close as I came, moaning my name out loud as I filled her up. Finally I collapsed atop her as my cock was drained. We lay there for a few minutes as we both needed to catch our breath. Her hair was soaked with sweat, as was mine. Our bodies were wet and slippery against one another as we kissed the sloppy kisses of two people who had climbed to the mountaintop together.
She got up first and ran to the kitchen. She returned with two bottles of beer and we lay on the bed, satisfied and thirsty. “Oh, Frank,” she said calmly. “That was unbelievable. I’ve never had such a time as that. I just kept cumming and cumming. You are simply the best. Frank, would you like to spend the night here with me?”
It was great to hear her praise me like that, but I suspected that a lot of it had to do with the fact that Lucy was highly sexed. She could get aroused quite easily and she reached orgasm faster and more frequently than anyone I’ve ever known. I would love to fall asleep with Lucy and wake up next to her, but I wasn’t prepared for that just yet. Besides, I didn’t want to be away from my apartment overnight in case Susan should call. Cheating was so new to me that chances are I would confess everything should Susan suspect anything and inquire as to my whereabouts and activities.
“No, Lucy,” I said in reply to her request. “I’m not ready for that right now, but it is something I would like to do in the future. I’m sorry, but I’ve never done this before and I don’t want to rush into anything.”
“I understand,” she said. “I don’t want to jeopardize things for you. Maybe we can plan something when you’re a little more comfortable. You know, I’d love to see your place. Maybe we can get together there soon.”
I wasn’t so sure I wanted her to come over to my place, although it wouldn’t be hard for her to find out where I lived. I would have to think long and hard on that. I could just imagine my wife coming out and Lucy making an unannounced visit. That was a frightening thought, to say the least.
I got up and began to get dressed to leave. Lucy watched me from the bed, still naked from our earlier coupling. I kissed her and told her that I would be in touch. As I turned to go I thought I detected a tear in her eye, but she smiled and I didn’t say anything about it.
When I got back to my place it was around midnight. One of the nice things about living on the West Coast was the three-hour time difference. Whenever Susan and I talked on the phone it was early for me. I didn’t have to worry about being interrupted late at night, because it was so much later back in North Carolina.
You can imagine my surprise when, upon entering my apartment, I saw no fewer that five messages on my answering machine. They were all from my wife, Susan. The first one was around the time I picked up Lucy for dinner. The last one was only ten minutes ago. In each one, she wondered where I was and who I might have been with. I figured it wasn’t an emergency or she would have called me on my cell phone. I decided to call her despite the late hour back home.
She answered on the very first ring. “Susan, is something wrong back home? I just got in and I saw all of the messages.”
Susan’s tone was not good. “Where have you been all night, Frank? I’ve called five times and you weren’t home all this time.”
“Susan, I was out having dinner with some people from work. Why didn’t you call me on my cell phone? You could have saved yourself a lot of needless worrying.”
“Frank, it isn’t like you to be gone so late. Who were you with?”
“Susan, you’re forgetting that there is a three-hour time difference. I wasn’t out so late.”
“Don’t try and turn this around, Frank. I called two nights ago and you weren’t home then. I didn’t leave a message then because I was so upset. Is something going on out there?”
“No Susan, nothing’s going on except long hours at work getting things rearranged to the new system I’m running.”
“Well, I’ve decided to come out and pay you a visit. You can show me your place and we can explore the area for houses.”
“That would be fine,” I lied. Nothing could be worse than Susan coming out here just as things were getting hot and heavy with Lucy. “When are you thinking about coming?”
“Maybe this week. I’ll let you know the details. Then again, maybe I’ll surprise you.”
“Don’t be silly, Susan,” I said hurriedly. “I’ll need to know so that I can pick you up at the airport and make plans. The president of the company has indicated a desire to take us out if you come out for a visit. He’ll need time to make arrangements.”
“Okay, then. Tell him I’ll be there Friday morning. I bought the airline ticket this evening, but I wasn’t sure when I would tell you. I can’t wait to see the area.”
We said our goodbyes, and I hung up. That conniving bitch! That was not what I wanted to hear, but I would have to tell Lucy about this tomorrow. We could not have any contact while Susan was here, not even a passing glance. I’m sure she would understand. After all, she said she wouldn’t jeopardize my marriage. I guess I was about to find out about that.
