The Original Sin
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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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