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At the party, I meandered from cluster to cluster exchanging the usual chit-chat and badmouthing our least favorite customer with the guys. The single guys tried to come on to me, but I played the faithful (which I was at that point), if flirtful, wife.

"Your husband couldn't make it?" asked one of the wives who was among a mixed group of colleagues and their ladies. Was she suspicious of me?

"Peter's getting back from San Diego on Friday," I replied, "so it's just me tonight," I giggled somewhat inappropriately.

I had visited the open bar three, maybe four times and had to excuse myself for the ladies room a few minutes later.

The restaurant was a historic building and the path to the rest rooms twisted around a couple of corners. When I emerged, one of my main flirts from the office was just heading to the men's room. "Hi, Connor," I said.

"Hi Pam," he replied, pleasantly surprised. "You are looking killer sexy tonight, I might say if that's OK," and bent over to give me a kiss. I should have turned my cheek but it landed on my lips, thought just a peck. "I've been wanting to do that for months," he added.

"Aren't you the naughty boy, tonight," I said. But I let him kiss me again, this time longer, and didn't pull it off when his hand landed on my breast. "Oh My," I said reaching for his crotch, "good thing it's too public here for this to go anywhere!"

"I know," he sighed. After an awkward pause, "You know you're my number one fantasy girl."

"Oh my, I'll have to process that for a while," I managed to reply. "And what happens in these fantasies?"

"Well, tonight it will be dragging you into the rest room and locking the door, hehe."

"Oh my! That could get us both in trouble," I laughed. "Maybe a better fantasy, you could always come by after Peggy falls asleep," I joked. Actually I couldn't believe I'd said that. Surely he did take it as a joke. Did his eyes widen?

"That would be interesting, " he replied with a smile, but the conversation ended there. Did he even know where I lived? Yeah, their Christmas card that had just arrived. I'm sure Peggy sent it. Connor went into the men's room. I wandered back out to the party and didn't think much more about it.

Office parties like that end early and I was home by 10. I took three Advils to ward off a near certain hangover and got into my nightgown. I sat on the sofa with a glass of tomato juice feeling lonely.

I must have drifted off to sleep right there, because I was jarred awake by the doorbell. What the heck? What time is it? 12:30! Thank goodness I put the juice glass on the table before I fell asleep. I almost took out the gun, but decided to check the peephole first. Holy whatever, it was Connor!

I opened to door far enough for the chain to be taught. We still had door chains in those days. "Connor, what are you doing here!?!?" I asked, trying to reconstruct the earlier conversation.

"Well, Peggy is asleep. ... That was the idea, right?"

"Oh my god. I didn't really mean that!" But I closed the door enough to take off the chain. "You better get in here," I said. I couldn't leave him standing out there in the apartment building hallway. Who knows who already heard him? But I should have sent him packing. Big mistake.

"Look, Connor, I know I'm a big flirt, but you know I'm married, right. So are you, right?"

"I know. But I heard you say Jerry won't be back til Friday. ... I thought, ... you know, ... in the hallway there, .... Fantasies and such."

"It's Peter, Connor." But I was flabbergasted. How had I let things get to this point? Well, let's change the subject. "Can I get you something to drink? A beer? Wine? We have some Scotch. Peter's a single malt fan."

"Sure. I like Scotch."

I avoided Peter's most precious bottles and took the cork off a bottle of Glen Fiddich. "How to you like it?"

"Neat, if you please."

"Wow a connosieur." Should I up the ante? "Maybe you'd like this Suntory? It's not really Scotch but I like it, too."

"OK, Suntory. I've always wanted to try their whiskey. It's called Yakasaki, right?"

"Apparently, you know something about whiskey, but it's Yamakazi," I offered. "Close," I allowed, trying not to embarrass him. I poured Connor's neat and generous. I couldn't handle much more after my earlier drinking, but with some soda, I took an ounce or so.

We sat on the sofa sipping our drinks. It dawned on me I was still in my nightie. At least it wasn't one of my see-through versions. We both sipped our drinks.

"You're such a sexy lady. God! Tonight! I almost fell over when you arrived."

"Why thank you, Connor. I pull out that little thing once a year."

"I'm sorry about the hallway. ... I'm sorry I came over. ... I shouldn't even be thinking ... I've never ...," but he leaned over toward me, "Oh Pam."

"It's OK, Connor. I'm sorry for being such a tease. I know people get the wrong idea. .... I haven't strayed, either." I replied as he leaned closer. Did I want this? "Oh Connor, I do like you."

Suddenly, we were kissing deep, passionate kisses. I didn't pull his hand off my nightie. I didn't stop his hand from wandering all over my chest. I didn't pull back when his hand wandered down to my belly and lower. And the bulge in his pants was so hard when I grabbed it.

Peter had been away so long. Nobody would know, right?

I let Connor push my nightie between my legs. It felt so nice, him rubbing over the silky fabric. Then I felt him scrunching is fingers to draw the fabric up my legs. "Oh Connor."

I felt Connor's cool fingers on my legs, my thighs, closer, closer. God the elctricity when he touched my pussy lips. "Oh Connor." I was becoming a broken record.

At this point, I was falling behind. I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. The bulge in his boxers was so big. His cock sprang out when I pulled down the waist band. Oh yes. Oh yes. So big.

I got on the floor between his legs. He had to let go of my pussy. I started to lick his balls and his shaft, but ...."

"Connor! You fucked Penny tonight didn't you!" The aroma and taste of her sex was still there, faintly.

"Yes. I'm sorry. ... It's just ... well I wanted her to sleep," he added. "She always falls asleep after. ... So do I, but ... well ... you know ... . I tried to wash it off."

"Oh my god, you put her to sleep so you could ..."

"Yep. Take up your offer."

"But I didn't realy mean it."

But now I know, I did mean it. Subconsciously, I meant it. I took his cock in my mouth, Peggy's taste and all. Connor interrupted me long enough to pull my nightie completely off and push his pants off. I returned to sucking him, but he stopped me before I made him cum, and he pulled me up off the floor.

Connor sucked on my now bare nipples and reached between my legs. His expert fingers pressed my panties between my pussy lips as he licked my nipples. Through the leg opening, he managed to tease my engorged clit with his thumb at the same time his fingers pushed up inside my vagina. God he was good.

Connor returned to finger fucking me after pulling my panties off. His lips moved down to my belly, kissing, licking, down down down, and soon it was his tongue and not his thumb that was teasing my clit. This caused a huge, screaming orgasm. I hoped that the people in the apartment upstairs were in their bedroom and not thier living room.

"Oh Connor, Connor. I know it's wrong. Oh God, Connor!!!! Oh Connor, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me now!" He climbed back up, laid me across the sofa and laid on top of me. He didn't need to open my legs as he maneuvered his shaft. In a little. Teasing. In bit more. Short strokes. More. Deeper. He was all the way into my cheating vagina. Oh God. "Ohhhhhhhh."

He fucked me in missionary. He fucked me in doggie. And I sat on him and he fucked me in cowboy with his hands squeezing my tits. And that's how he came, deep into my continuing orgasms. "Don't stop. Don't stop."

And when his cock did get soft and popped out, I stood up beside the sofa. Everything was running down my legs. I ran to the bathroom for a wash cloth, and suddenly started bawling.

I guess Connor heard me because he came up behind me - I'd left the door open - and held my naked sinning self. "I'm so sorry," he quietly said into my ear.

"It's OK. We're both adults," I said between sobs. "Just, just, I never did anything ... sob ...," and fearful of a lonely night of guilt, "Don't go yet. You don't have to go yet, do you?"

"No. Not yet," he answered, and nuzzled into my neck as his hands caressed my boobs. "I like you so much, Pam. I'm sorry if I hurt you."

I turned to face him, trying to wipe my face clean. "Don't stop. Keep doing that," as I put his hands back where they had been. He supported my breasts with his hands and them rubbed his palms over them. My nipples became aroused again, and so did the feeling in my lower belly. "Will you fuck me again? One more time?" I begged.

I led him into my marriage bed. The covers were mostly pulled down already and I made room for us. Connor and I laid next to each other on our sides, kissing, fondling and hugging. Everything moved slowly, lovingly. He slid down a few inches and took my nipples in his mouth. "Oh yes," I muttered as his tongue teased me there.

I could barely reach his cock and played with it until he slid down further and it was out of reach. Connor kissed my belly, and down my legs to my feet. My knees parted, begging his attention where I needed it most, but he began sucking my toes. Then slowly, slowly, oh god what a tease, he worked his way back up my calves and thighs and the part of my bush that was still there. "Oh god!"

Then I felt his tongue in the crack between my thighs and my labia. He was so close to the sensitive areas and I was so ready. "Oh Connor," as he sucked on my pussy lips. "Oh Connor."

The moan I uttered when his tongue probed between my lips must have been loud enough to wake the people upstairs. I couldn't help it; my clit was on fire. He kept licking there as two fingers pushed deep inside me. "Oh, Oh, Oh," as my orgasm flamed up.

My hips were rocking up to his face as I finally begged, "Fuck me, fuck me again. Oh Oh God. Fuck me now." And he climbed back over me. I reached down to hold his shaft where I needed it, and he pushed himself back inside me. My climax arrived a minute later, "Oh OH OHHHHH."

But Connor hadn't finished yet, I was sure. "Do you want to cum in my mouth?" I suggested impishly?

"You really are naughty!"

So I let him pull out and turned down in the bed. We were in 69 position when I took his bulging cock in my mouth. Connor was definitely enjoying himself as he fucked my mouth and my throat. It wasn't long before I felt his tongue in my love hole. And not much longer after that, jet after jet went into my throat and onto my tongue. Was I going to exploded inside once again from his tongue. Oh my, YES!!!!!

We almost fell asleep after, but managed to avoid disaster. Connor rinsed himself off as best he could in the bathroom. I helped him clean up his face and gave another effort at his cock. Then he dressed and was gone.

I don't remember how many more times we got together, but none of them were as memorable as that first time.

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Kailee knew she shouldn’t be here. He warned her of what would happen if she came into his space alone again. Shane, her father in-law was a good man, but he liked things his way. He wanted everything run his way. When Kailee and his son had to move back in with him and his wife while their place was being finished, the rules had been simple. Stay out of his office. Last week Kailee had been wandering around the large house, bored and looking for something to do. She walked down the hall and...

Danis Dilemma

I watched his plane lift off and disappear into the eastern sky. As I slowly walked across the airport terminal to the parking lot, I tried to compose myself as I wiped the last few tears from my cheeks. I could still feel his lips on my lips and the lingering scent of his shaving soap was still with me, but both sensations were rapidly vanishing. As I climbed into the car, I leaned back one last time saying good-bye to the man I loved. The feeling of the strength of his arms around me in our...

Caught in the Act

Anna had only been living with Lincoln for three months, one week and five days when he walked in on her masturbating. He’d originally left with an overnight bag swinging from his clenched fist and a casual comment thrown over his shoulder to let her know he'd be spending the weekend at a friend’s place. Ten minutes after he'd walked out the door she'd stripped down to her tank top and panties, feeling the urgent need to relieve some of the tension that being around him regularly caused. In...

The Cabo Connection

Damon: I’ll bet you’ll get up to some trouble in Cabo. I smirked at the text that flashed up on our chat-log from the computer screen. He was always teasing me. Ashleigh: No trouble. At least not the good kind of trouble. I’m going with my boyfriend don’t forget. There was a pause, and while I anticipated his next words, I took a sip of the vodka soda I was prone to drinking while I spent my online hours chatting with my favorite virtual stranger, DamonX. I leaned back in my computer chair and...

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never thought i would try to write a wee story but what happened a few weeks ago absolutely blew my mind so much i just have to tell someone ,this is a true story.me + the wife were having some couples over for a drink + a chat .we had been sitting for a couple of hours + i had sat next to one of my matesdavie ,who ,when he got drunk always told me about his fetish ( worn panties ) i have never told him i have the same hobby , only ever with my wifes though,he always told me in the pub that...

Totally Unacceptable

Dedication: This story is just a bit of fun and is respectfully dedicated to all the tireless story checkers on Lush, whose hard work makes this site possible and who have to put with rubbish like this every day. Also, thanks must go to Fugly, whose story "Bag of Lush All Sorts" was the inspiration for this piece.I was in only my second month at Global Biofuels and still finding my way around the organisation. As the head of procurement in a modern, forward-thinking, ethical company, I had to...

10 Items Or Less

Robyn thought about sex a lot. She craved sex. Robyn wanted to feel a man’s strong masculine hands all over her naked body, to hear him whisper dirty words in her ear and make her pussy sopping wet.She imagined his hands pulling her hair back and his tongue in her ear as his thick hard cock penetrated her wet cunt. She wanted to feel his bulging biceps caress her sides and the feel of his sweat mixing with hers on their warm wet bodies.Just then Robyn looked up and saw bright red brake lights...

Bag of Lush all sorts

Anal “You like that, don’t ya Fugs, hey?” asked Eric. “You like a big cock going deep in that sweet tight little puckered up ass?” “You know I do, Babe,” I said between thrusts. “But, do you want to talk or fuck?” “Oh, let’s talk please,” Eric smirked. “How was your day, sweetheart?” “Well asshole, it was going fine... until you opened your mouth. So, stop being a smart ass, shut up and”... BDSM “Take it like the bitch you are,” I said, as I rammed my condom covered rubber opaque cock...

Original Sin

Eve had heard the snake before she saw it. It slithered over the grass up to her feet and then turned and went up the tree where the apples hung.“What are you up too, Eve?” said the snake.“Nothing, just looking.”She blushed, and the snake hissed, his forked tongue slipping in and out.“What are you looking at?”“The apples, they remind me of my behind.”The snake moved out onto a branch and looked at the fruits and then said, “Turn around.”Eve did, and the snake continued. “Yeah, you are right, it...

Original Sin

A few years ago, in college, they were doing a sexual study. I was kind of tempted to do it, because money was going to be involved. After a few minutes of pondering, I shrugged and said to myself: “Fuck it, I’ll do it.” Now, this study was over two days. Mine was two tests and a control. Basically, it was to see how long people lasted before climaxing. I fucked three girls. All of whom were cute, but all had boyfriends. One was black (like myself) and taller, slender, with a boyfriend. One...

Kinky Twisted College Sex

(episode 31) Prelude to the Party: After finding out about Mary Beth’s kinky tryst at the lesbian club and also allowing myself to participate in Jennifer’s twisted drug-fueled gang bang, I found myself in a very strange mood. In fact it was like being apathetic, ashamed, strangely aroused and creeped out all at once. Despite all the bizarre events of the past weekend, I thought I’d try to maintain my relationship with Mary Beth. I figured my participation in Jennifer’s twisted orgy and Mary...

Focused On Sex

Milena's story My name is Milena and I work in a well-known chain of Opticians on the high street. When the manageress of our store suggested that we have a ‘wear what you want day’ I was excited. I’ve always been one for fancy dress. Then she added one or two caveats. We must be decent and not wear anything that brings the business into disrepute. Knowing me, that was a tall ask, but hey ho! She said it would be good for morale and create a talking point among customers and attract passing...

Losing It

Mike, Enough endless talking. You once said that it is not bragging if one can back up one’s words with action, and now it has come time to back up your words, mon petit. Please see attached; everything has been arranged. Yours, Jen. No further explanation.A ‘click,’ a mental turn as my brain processed those three short sentences, and time quite changed, my vision dimming as I read the attachment. It read as follows:Dear Mr. Stone,Thank you for choosing Alaska Airlines. Please make note...

Claires Conception Part

I think I fell in love with Claire the first time I saw her, standing with her team mates in her hockey kit in the queue for dinner in the refectory of our University Hall of Residence. Dark haired, athletically built and sporty, she seemed a long way out of my class. Despite being basically tall and good-looking myself – in great shape after many years playing rugby – there was something about her that I found different from other girls and, frankly, intimidating but I couldn’t get her out of...

Excerpts From My Inexperience T

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I’ve always been a bit of a loner. Even in my daydreams, which largely featured a handsome prince who saw me completely differently to how I really am, more time was spent waiting and dreaming of him in those solitary imaginings than I did actually with him in them. I believe that was prophetic, leading into (or perhaps from?) pathetic. When it comes to sex, with two startling exceptions, all of that...

The Sex Rehab Diaries Rach

“Hi, I’m Rachel, and yeah… I guess you can call me a sex addict,” I giggled as I looked at the expectant faces surrounding me. I thought about that statement for a minute. Of course, I’d never called myself a sex addict out loud, but the idea of it sounded almost kind of sexy. Of course I knew I was supposed to be all serious standing there in the classroom at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health. But really, how can you find the seriousness of group therapy at all? They were a miscellaneous...

Bless Me Father for I Have Sinned

Bless Me, Father, for I Have Sinned by Ashley B. D. Zacharias?Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession.? Mary proceeded to recite a list of mundane sins for the priest behind the carved wooden screen. Impure thoughts. Intemperate language. A couple of other venial sins. Nothing the least bit interesting. It wasn't even worth the effort to ask for salacious details about her impure thoughts. She was probably fantasizing about having an affair with the...

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