When I first met Linda at the multi-sport stadium, we were both 35. We worked for the same employer, and by the time I joined, Linda had already been with the company for three years. At the beginning, she held her nose in the air around me, wore a stern expression, and behaved quite coldly toward me. A conceited pretty brunette who was a little too sure of herself. Sometimes she seemed downright stuck-up to me, but I didn’t make an issue of it. I simply ignored her a lot, and it quite pleased me that it annoyed her. She hid it, but I can read people and I know how to deal with them. So I couldn’t care less about Linda and didn’t let her behavior bother me at all. I’m not saying it didn’t sometimes occur to me that it would be nice if things worked differently between us, because Linda was damn attractive and, as a woman, I liked her a lot, but I never showed it in any way.
As often happens, over time Linda and I got to know each other a bit more, and our relationship shifted from chilly and collegial to warm and friendly. The key to everything was the same sense of humor and similar personalities. We became good work partners, covered each other’s backs, helped each other, and trusted one another. The same things made us laugh and annoyed us; a strong friendship blossomed between us, and we knew each other’s personal lives as well. I listened about her husband; she about my girlfriend. We were open with each other even when talking about intimate matters. Neither of us was a prude; on the contrary, we liked sex and enjoyed trying new experiences.
This friendly relationship of ours was so strong and close that I could get away with things no one else could. For example, when Linda had her birthday, I bought her an absolutely perfect Womanizer from one of the best e-shops. She accepted the gift with a laugh, and it pleased her (and then many more times after). These are incredibly handy little gadgets, and personally I’m of the opinion that every woman should get herself one.
After half a year in the same job, we already knew each other quite well. We were very close, but still within normal bounds. For example, we only communicated at work, we kept our personal lives separate and only told each other about them, and we didn’t even text. But I can’t deny a certain fondness on Linda’s part. Frequent fleeting touches on my strong arms, neck, or well-built back… tousling my hair, provocative pinches, sitting down very close to me…
I liked it—how could I not? Linda was by far the sexiest woman at the company, and I’m a healthy man in my prime. Of course I imagined fucking her, licking her, doing it to her with my hand, then holding her by the chin and fucking her again… But fantasies aren’t reality, that’s clear.
And to better explain why I had these thoughts about Linda… Linda had been working out and doing sports most of her life, and anyone could admire it, because her body was in amazing shape. I’m really not into very skinny girls, but Linda was an exception. Her breasts were smaller, but her hips were wide and her ass so beautifully round, sweet, firm, and just the right size that I couldn’t handle it. When a woman has a pretty face, a beautiful ass, and long legs, it’s hard for me to resist depraved fantasies.
A turning point for me came when I was going through a wilder period. I had a good side gig then (a job, not a mistress), and at the job where Linda also worked I had my hours reduced. At the same time I broke up with my then-girlfriend and spent a lot of time on the road. Most evenings turned into parties, and I enjoyed everything life had to offer by the handful.
Things changed for Linda when her husband told her that he still didn't want children and maybe he never would. He had said otherwise before the wedding, but then he revealed the truth, and Linda was of course quite upset. In addition, her husband had been promoted at work and logically had less time for Linda. Although he showered her with money, he could hardly make up for the loss of interest in such a strong and independent personality.
It was Monday and I was working at about 70% because the weekend had passed at a party pace. I felt free and my self-confidence was oozing out of me. I had no problems, everything was going well for me, I was enjoying life.
Towards the end of my shift, Linda from the marketing department came to me in the locker room, where we were alone. I was putting labels on the company's property and looking at the mess the football players had left there. I chatted with Linda for a while about ordinary things. I could sense that she wasn't quite at ease, so I hit her to tell the truth. I didn't have to ask her twice. Linda immediately started talking about everything that was bothering her and sad at home and that she was unhappy with me too. She was like a broken dam. She wished me well with all her heart that I was fine and that I was happy, but she missed someone close to her. She felt abandoned and alone and I hugged her like a lover, leaned her back and kissed her for the first time in her life for a long time. I didn't say a word of comfort, I simply decided that actions would speak for me, not nonsense.
I remember Linda's astonished expression, which turned into the sweetest smile. We just held each other and smiled for a while. Then we threw ourselves at each other and it went quickly. We overturned two benches and ended up on the floor. I pulled Linda's pants and panties down to the middle of her thighs. She smelled so good and flowed so much that I slipped inside her, I don't know how, and at the same time, wonderfully deep.
I fucked her passionately in that dirty locker room on the floor. I thrust from behind like a god and so that her moans wouldn't give us away, I held her by the throat and by the mouth. She liked it and she moaned beautifully into my palm. She melted on my cock, hugged him tightly and after a while she came.
I forgot everything and when I was approaching orgasm, I thrust into her like a bull and up to her balls.
I squirted my beloved friend with my throbbing penis and breathed heavily behind her ear. I gently ran my rough man's fingers over her back and shoulder. I bit her weakly and she laughed thinly.
Then we lay next to each other in silence and listened to each other's heartbeat and breathing.
Only after a few minutes did I slip out of Linda. I got up on my knees, slapped her across that beautiful, toned ass, and complimented her on getting away.
I thought it was sexy when she opened her mouth in disgust. I stood up and pulled her into a squat. Then I asked if she would do it again with her mouth.
The bitch fucked me for a while, and I swear I could see how much she liked it, that my veins were popping out. But then she told me we could continue next time, got up, and started adjusting the look on her phone screen.
“At least a kiss.”
She let herself be talked into it and leaned forward. I got a kiss with a sexy, wet smack right on the tip of my penis.
I shrugged and left the rest for next time. I hugged Linda from behind and kissed her neck. Then I let her finish her work in the locker room and left work early. I went straight to the bar.
After our impulsive sex, things cooled down between Linda and me. She was dealing with infidelity and it wasn't easy for her. When we met at work, she looked at me with a mixture of disgust, anger, but also lust. I let it go, I didn't want to make things worse for her, I gave her all the time so she could play the role of a model wife. Our communication was limited to situations where work required it.
I acted casually and didn't solve anything. I thought that nothing would change at their house anyway, no matter how hard Linda tried. Logically, it followed that sooner or later she would return to my dick and caress my interest. Or she would find someone else, but I would probably learn to live with that...
I continued to live my life and enjoy it to the fullest. Linda stopped being interesting to me because she was becoming more and more determined to pretend that I was nothing. I also started dating a girl from the Dominican Republic that I met at my second job. She was a sweet exotic chick and I couldn't get enough of her dark skin, dark nipples, and pink pussy.
Things started to change between Linda and me about three weeks after our fling in the locker room. It was a Thursday when my colleague Andrea, who was friends with Linda, came to see me. I don't know how much this girl knew about me and Linda, but she came to tell me that I should come to Linda, that she needed me. You can think what you want about me, but my reaction at the time? I let Linda know with a cocky tone that if she wanted to see me, she should come. And since Andrea is a sexy busty blonde, I immediately asked her out for a drink.
I caught Andrea off guard. I could see that she might have been told if I tried a little harder, but after a moment of hesitation, she declined my invitation. I was fine with it because I knew that she would tell Linda everything, and that was what I needed most. I already had a plan in my head and it went perfectly according to my imagination.
I carried out the next part of the plan from home. I ordered another gift for Linda from the same sex shop where I bought her a womanizer. I wanted to torment her even more and at the same time encourage her to come to me. I chose a realistic vibrator that most closely resembled my penis. 20 centimeters plus, flesh-colored, perfect shape and strong veins.
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The vibrator arrived on Monday. I wrapped it up and wrote a short note on it: If you miss me a lot, think of me when you have it inside you. I found Andrea at work and chatted with her for a while. I looked at her breasts and didn't hide it at all. From the way she smiled at me, I could tell that Linda had already confided in her about our experience in the locker room. After a while, I handed the gift to Linda and asked if Andrea had changed her mind about inviting her for a drink. Instead of an answer, I got a very sexy smile and a wink.
Okay, so Andrea will want it in the locker room too. I wrote this information down on the to-do list I carry inside my head. I was already looking forward to completing this point.
Two more days passed, it was Thursday, and someone knocked on my office door. A nervous woman, judging by the intensity. I reach into the drawer for the pheromone fragrance and apply a few drops to the skin of my neck and the inside of my wrist. I tell her to come in and continue reading the article on the internet. The door opens and nothing happens, it's quiet. Still, I sense someone's presence and a strong energy around this person. I enjoy the pleasant tension for a while and then I look up. Linda is standing in the doorway, looking like a kicked puppy. She's wearing high-heeled pumps, a women's work suit, a white shirt and, of course, a badge with a work card. It suits her very well, but if she weren't so unhappy, it would suit her even more.
I tell her to go ahead. I can see that she's had more than enough. I get up and close the door, bathing her in uncertainty for just a moment. I hug her like a sister. Or rather: I hug her like a stepsister who I'd like to fuck hard.
Linda is sobbing in my arms and shaking. When she is finally able to speak after a few minutes, she just repeats what a cow she is. I comfort her and stroke her hair. It is sweet and pretty, but I can't help it, I am a male and I love a woman's body. Linda's close proximity makes me feel like steel and she can definitely feel it. She is no longer sobbing, but she is still trembling. I stroke her back one last time. Then I hold her arms and pull away, we look into each other's eyes. She sees the strength and the harbor that I am showing and in which I offer shelter. After a while I offer a chair and coffee.
I focus on the coffee machine and deliberately take my time. Linda calms down a bit in the meantime, we talk normally, she seems more optimistic now. I return to her with coffee and a smile. When I ask her if that is better, she smiles shyly.
I suggest that we could go for a run in the afternoon after work. This cheers her up and she nods enthusiastically. Then we talk as friendly and open as before. When I ask her how she liked the gift, she just laughs and says I'm an idiot. When I keep insisting on the question, she admits that she likes the vibrator and that she's done it with it twice already. I ask if it was better than mine. She looks into my eyes for a moment. I wait for her answer and smile. Linda ties her hair into a ponytail with a rubber band and kneels in front of me. I like her answer so much.
She loosens her belt and strokes my cock through the stiff fabric of her jeans. She unbuttons the button and zips it up. She keeps her lip bitten the whole time and looks me straight in the eye. She's so excited that I feel like I'm going to tear the fabric of my pants with my cock. Linda looks at me with a can I suck you look? look, I lift myself up in the chair so she can pull down my pants.
She strokes my shorts and tells me that she is wet from how big and ready I am. She pulls down my underwear and when my cock springs, she laughs briefly in surprise. I tell her to jerk it off for me. Linda works with both hands and holds it expertly tight. She gets a compliment and her hips shake with joy.
I hold her under the chin with my left hand, turn her head from side to side and look at her like a slut that I will enjoy in the next few moments. I put my thumb in her mouth first, then I change it to my index finger and after a while I add my middle finger. She sucks my fingers, sighs weakly, her eyes are closed and jerks off at a faster pace. I stick all my fingers in her mouth except my thumb and see if she doesn't mind me treating her like a slut. I start to spread her mouth and go deeper with my fingers. Linda holds on, even though she starts to gag.
After a while I pull my hand out. She opens her eyes and laughs at me like a cheeky slut. I grab her braid with my right hand, and with my left I give her a lover's slap. She thanks me. She gets another one and then I ram it into my penis like a stake and tell her to suck me hard.
She sucks me so hard that my well-developed stomach tightens. I hold her by the hair and don't spare her at all. I drive her mouth really hard until she starts to fight back. When I give her a break, she's gasping for breath and clean saliva is hanging from her tongue to my cock.
Her makeup is slightly smudged, she looks like a decently used whore. It turns me on. I get up and grab Linda under the armpits. I lift her to her feet and pull her pants off. She screams, don't ruin them, they were expensive, but I'm only thinking about her pussy.
I lift her onto the table and turn her with her beautiful ass towards me. She's wearing a red thong and she smells incredibly sweet. She's wet and sexy. I put her panties aside and literally eat her ass and pussy from behind. I lick her like no one before me, I'm in her up to the bridge of my nose. I hold her tight so she doesn't get away from me. I do it with my tongue like a tornado and I don't let her get away. She can't take it anymore, she almost gasped for air and screamed her vocal cords, but she's mine and she doesn't stand a chance.
She begs me to stop, but I add my hand and do it with my tongue and hand so well that for the first time in her life she squirts in one of the strongest orgasms she's ever experienced.
Only now do I let her go. I just slap her ass and turn her onto her back. I jerk off slowly and I see that she's coming back to reality. Her eyes are no longer staring, her tight abdominal muscles are loosening, Linda is catching her breath and figuring out what happened. She's saying something to me, but she's still a little out of it. I put a finger to her mouth to keep her quiet. I lift my left leg up on the table and move closer. I grab Linda's hips and pull her in like prey. I hold her hips even as I push my dick inside her.
She looks at me as if she's afraid she won't be able to take any more pleasure, even though she really wants it. I fuck her slowly and I can see how much she needed it. She purrs like a cat and whimpers like a baby. In the meantime, I'm looking for a solid center of gravity and sensually making love to her. I touch her cute tits and try to see if I can stroke her clitoris. She's still sensitive, so I gently hold her shoulders and focus on the movements of her pelvis.
I've found a good position and can start. I grab Linda by the neck under her chin and her hair with my other hand. I breathe out heavily and thrust hard. I fuck her hard and regularly like a machine. I gradually speed up and Linda begins to indulge in pleasure. After a few minutes, I'm working like a jackhammer and sweat is pouring off me. I give this beauty a body like she's never experienced before. I fuck her like a whore and hold her so tight that she can't do anything even if she wants to. She gets a small slap and then another one to wake her up a little. I can't stand it anymore, how she lets herself be controlled by pleasure.
But I want her here, so she can see what we can do together. I work like a bull, after long minutes I reach the edge of strength and climax. I let go of her hair and neck, I hold her breast and with the other hand I chase her clitoris. I thrust so hard that I feel like I'm going to break my balls on her ass and thighs.
Linda's eyes are wide open and she just moans with pleasure. I tell her to come with me, to be with me, to come on my dick, that I want to see it, that she's incredibly sexy and sweet, to come all over, that she can do it, that I want it.
She screams and I let go of her breast. I grab her by the hair and pull her head back so she can see how hard I'm still fucking her. I make her like a god with my hand and growl again, wanting it to come! Linda screams at the top of her lungs and cums all the way to my breasts. At that moment, I can't take it anymore. My cock is throbbing like never before, it's jerking inside me and Linda's orgasm is holding me incredibly tight. I cum inside her like a stallion and I sigh like after a sex marathon.
Linda is literally bleating something, she's completely out of it. I have moments of pleasure before my eyes. Ugh, this was a damn good ride.
I slip out of her and stroke her stomach. I ask if everything is okay. I caress her, I care how she feels. In the process, my cock is getting hard again.
Linda suddenly opens her eyes wide, as if she's woken up from a dream. She suddenly blurts out that this was the best sex of her life and that she doesn't care about her husband anymore, that he's a jerk who's been cheating on her for a year.
Now I'm going to roll my eyes. Couldn't she have said that earlier?
Linda lifts her legs up to the fan and examines her shoes, which she didn't have time to take off. She has beautiful legs and her ass in this position... I stand in front of her, hard and ready for the next action.
Linda gently strokes my cock and carefully runs it between her wet lips. She asks me if I can have a second round. I just nod. Linda sighs and then rolls onto her side, stands on the ground and takes her pants off. As she pulls them on, she smiles at me. I'm calm, I understand her and after a while she confirms everything to me. She says that she can't do any more, that she would have to take a week's sick leave because she wouldn't be able to sit or walk. It's a compliment to me, it makes me feel good, I like it when I do my job perfectly.
At the door, Linda turns around and says that she needs to practice more to keep up with me. I go to her door to say goodbye and we kiss sweetly. I tell Linda that I'll be happy to train and that we'll take Andrea to our lessons.
I leave Linda's surprised expression unanswered. I just smile like the sexiest asshole in the world and slam the door in her face.
I know they'll both come, that it's just a matter of time. And I have patience to spare... Not to mention that I have a pussy from the Dominican Republic waiting for me this evening.
