Forbidden Lovers
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I like my job. First, because I’m good at what I do, and second because my coworkers are amazing. I always had an affinity for them, on and off work, and we regularly go out for drinks. One day, there was an unfamiliar man. His name was Robert. They transferred him, and he was going to work with us. What I didn’t imagine was that something else was going to happen.
Robert was a charismatic person. It was easy to be comfortable around him, and I soon found out he was going to work directly with me. I don’t know why, but I felt that day that we had a mutual attraction. I had crushes before, and my solution was simple, ignore it until the feelings go away, and it wouldn’t be different, right?
It was very interesting to work with him, but in the early days, we had an uncomfortable interaction. Trying to reduce the tension, he used jokes to break the ice, and it worked. As time went by, I became more comfortable with him. We could talk about things unrelated to work and give advice to each other.
Robert has a wife and two daughters. His marriage seemed to be healthy, and I could see that he loved his wife and daughters. He and I had a great emotional connection, and without realizing, I was turning my crush on him into something I wouldn’t have the strength to control.
After working two months together, I already felt the first symptoms of infatuation. At home, I kept thinking about him, and we exchanged messages all the time. My libido increased a lot, and this made the frequency of sex with my husband increase, but not only that, I masturbated frequently. I tried to think about other things, but now and then he would appear in my mind to the point of being one of my fantasies.
The months passed, and the intensity of my feelings for Robert grew a lot. I suspected he felt the same way for me, but neither of us said anything. Why? Fear. Because saying it out loud would confirm that these feelings were real, and not a fantasy. I mean, I was married and happy. He was, too. To go on this path would be stupid.
The problem with trying to ignore feelings is that they often accumulate, and when it overflows, you can’t control it anymore. Within six months, my feelings for him were so intense that it affected my personal life. One day, I couldn’t stand it and confessed my feelings to him, not hoping for something, but only to have closure. I spent the entire day wondering how I would do it.
I said it right away because I thought I would go crazy. I told him I had feelings for him. They had got stronger in the last months, and at that point I was totally in love. To say these words aloud took such a heavy weight off my shoulders. Silence took over, and the seconds seemed like hours until he looked at me, and said he felt the same. He kept saying that he tried to fight those feelings, but he couldn’t. Two adults, married and happy, but sharing a forbidden love.
The following days were strange, and the tension that existed between us increased. I told him I felt guilty because I was cheating on my husband, and while I was in love, I wouldn’t leave my family.
The biggest problem in our agreement it’s that neither of us drew a “limit”. Our texts that at first were flirtatious turned into romantic phrases, and I would even say a little sexual. My desire for him at this point surpassed any feeling of guilt and shame that still existed. This forbidden love grew with each passing day. The sexual tension overwhelmed me so much that I took breaks from work to compose myself. It seemed unfair to have so much desire, and the only way to show it was through words. Words that often failed to express how much I was in love with him.
Usually, our work hours increase towards the end of the year, and we were both working late every day. Besides constant praise and flirting, we did nothing physical, but one day things changed.
I never forgot that day. It started normally, and we flirted a lot that day. As I loved dressing up for him, that day I wore a medium-length white dress, and when he saw me his blue eyes shone and a brief smile appeared. He gave me a hug, and it was so intimate. Our work continued normally until the night when we were finally alone.
I was standing near my desk talking to him. Suddenly I felt him hugging me from behind, his hands touching my belly and my heart melted at that moment. I put my hands over his and asked what he was doing. He came very close to my ear and said, “hugging the woman I love.” I turned and kissed his mouth, an intense and unexpected kiss, but passionate. That kiss turned into an intense make out. His touch was incredible, and his smell drove me crazy.
In that moment all my shame and guilt disappeared, replaced by desire and lust. He put me over the table, I lifted my skirt, and took off my panties. I knew what would happen, that would be when we would cross the line. When our love would be stronger than guilt, and desire would be stronger than shame.
I unzipped and took off his pants, revealing his already hard penis. I had my legs spread, and he leaned his body against mine. I felt the tip of his penis touch my belly. I took his penis and guided it into my vagina. I was so wet that it slid in. He didn’t move. We just kissed while I felt his penis inside me, and the sensation was incredible. He put his hands on my waist and started with slow movements. I tried to control myself, but I couldn’t and moaned. Why was I enjoying it? I had promised myself that I would never do that again, and yet there I was, no guilt, no remorse, and no shame.
What started with passion soon became pure lust. His penetration became faster, his breathing, and his moans were so sexy. He turned me and bent me over the table. I knew he was going to lick me, and the anticipation was amazing. He gave a single lick that started on my clitoris, which gave me a shock of pleasure, and went on to my anus, which I was definitely not expecting. He kept running his hands over my body while he licked me. My body was so sensitive that every touch brought a distinct pleasure.
He got up, and I knew he was going to penetrate me again. That moment was so intense. Not the penetration, but the anticipation. When I felt the tip of his penis touch my vagina, heat passed down my spine, and up to my head. It penetrated deep, and my moans of pleasure became more intense. The sound of his body hitting mine echoed the room, and his moans gave me the certainty that he was enjoying it as much as I did.
He stopped for a moment, and I got up and kissed him. Our sweaty bodies intertwined. I felt his hard penis touching my belly. After a long kiss, I went down on him, took his penis, and stroked him a few times. I looked him in the eye, “you don’t have to do this,” he said.
“I know,” I replied. He closed his eyes, raised his head a little, and let out a groan. His penis was so wet. I was probably wetter than I imagined. He kept playing with my hair while I sucked on it.
I told him to lie on the floor, and I sat over him. I stroked his penis a little and put it inside me again. He put his hands on my ass, and I rode him. We were looking at each other all the time. I felt his cock getting harder, pulsing inside me, and he was breathing fast. Soon I felt a certain warmth inside me, and I knew he had come. I kissed him and lay on his chest with his cock still inside me. I could stay there forever, hugging him.
We got dressed, saying nothing to each other. He came over to me and asked if I was okay. I said yes, but I needed some time to process everything that happened.
I got in my car and cried. For various reasons like guilt and shame, but mostly for knowing I couldn’t stop anymore.
Avriella
- 02.03.2021
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