How my husband's colleague had sex with me
As usual, after work, my husband was going out for beer with friends and would come home around 8... and usually in a normal state... but that day, they had some kind of drinking party at work to celebrate the handover of a very important project. I call him, and he tells me he'll be home in half an hour. I can hear over the phone that his voice is completely gone. Then someone takes the phone: "What's your name? Marina? Don't worry, we'll deliver your husband safe and sound... It's scary to let him go alone, dictate the address... okay, good, wait, I'll bring him in about 20 minutes..." said someone... Well, I think he's going to get it from me... but then again, what can you expect from him? The next
day he won't remember anything...I was already standing in the hallway waiting for my "miracle" to appear, and I caught myself thinking that he would be brought home, and I was only wearing panties and a tank top... I went to the room to put on something more decent... I found a skirt I used to wear when I was 18, and I thought I'd change my top too... I put on something with a bit of cleavage... and just then, the doorbell rang. I went to open it... The sight was amazing. My husband was standing there, supported by the arm, and couldn't even move his tongue... "Bring him in," I say... but I'm boiling with anger inside. How could he get so drunk that he couldn't even make it home on his own?
I was so consumed by my anger that I didn't notice the man who brought my miracle home... "What's your name?" "Andrey"... Well, at least I'll know who to thank... "Andrey, help me put him to bed, and then let's go to the kitchen for some tea..." While I was undressing my husband, Andrey waited in the kitchen... When I finished, I mechanically went to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror (after all, I'm a woman and shouldn't look like a worn-out housewife)... I came out of the bathroom, Andrey was sitting in the kitchen: "Thank you for bringing him home, there are so many people nowadays who take advantage of such situations... Let's have some tea!" "With pleasure!"... We started talking about work, then about personal life. I saw his glance occasionally flicker over my slightly exposed breasts, then over my legs... I started feeling uncomfortable, and then the kettle saved the situation... I started getting the cups, but they were high up, so I decided to ask my companion. He came up behind me and, without moving aside, pressed me slightly against the table... "Oh!
Sorry, I thought you'd move away"... "Andrey, let's switch to informal 'you'!" I suggested... While pouring the tea, I saw that his gaze was practically devouring me whole, so I decided to pretend not to notice... We talked for a long time... Then I looked at the time, and it was already half past midnight. I thought I should wrap things up (even though he was good company). I said, yawning slightly, "Finish your tea, and I'll wash the dishes in the meantime"... I went to the sink and was just about to turn on the water when I felt his hand wrap around my waist, and his other hand prevented me from turning on the water... For some reason, this really aroused me... But I'm married, I need to observe some decency, especially since he's his friend... I turn around and try to break free from his embrace, but nothing works. "What are you doing? Stop it." "What did you think? That I'd bring your hubby home, you'd say thank you, and that's it? No way, everything has its price...
After these words, with one movement, he pulls down the top of my tank top, and my breast was exposed... He started kissing it, playing with my nipples. It felt very pleasurable, and at the same time, I was afraid my husband would come in... "Okay, that's enough, no more..." I started begging him... "I'll call my husband now..." Andrey smiled and said, "Go ahead... and what will he see? How his wife is being fucked... Do you want that? Let's do this nicely. As soon as I saw you, I knew what you wanted... Admit it to yourself..." And he started reaching under my skirt toward my already damp panties... "See!!! You're already all wet like a bitch, you want me to fuck you right now..." And he started pushing his finger in deeper and deeper... I wanted him to take me right there and then, by force... He was fucking me only with his finger and kissing me passionately. I stopped resisting...
Then he took off his tank top and started pulling me down. I obediently knelt... I unzipped his fly, and his cock jumped out in front of me... Oh, and how beautiful it was!!! I immediately wanted to suck it... I sucked for a long time. At first, it was difficult because I rarely do it for my husband... I could only take the head... Then Andrey couldn't take it anymore. He took my head in his hands and started pulling me onto his cock, slowly (probably understanding I'm not an expert), and then gradually increasing the pace, harder and harder... After that, he just fucked my mouth, reaching my throat... This caused a storm of emotions. I had never been so aroused before; juices were running down my legs... After 5 minutes of such fucking, he thrust in deeply and started filling me with his cum (which I also didn't like until that moment). It seemed sweet to me; I wanted more and more. I sucked out the last drops...
— Well, did you like it? Want more?" Couldn't he see from my satisfied face that I was delighted? Of course, I wanted more...
Author's e-mail: gеnеrа8686@mаil.ru