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Subject: {ASSM} RP Not a Word Spoken - Maria Gonzales
Date: Sat,  3 Feb 2001 09:10:06 -0500
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If you aren't 18, or 21 if you live in a backwards
place, then go away : )

This story is copyrighted by the writer formerly known
as Maria Gonzales, AKA M-Go. Copyright 2001. Send me an
E-mail at Maria1971@aol.com and/or visit my web site
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/MariaGonzales/www

Not A Word Spoken

by Maria Gonzales

Copyright 1999 - All Rights Reserved. Any use of this 
work without the author's written permission is 
strictly forbidden.

If somebody would have asked me five years ago if I 
would ever be able to cheat on my husband, I would have 
looked at them as if they were crazy.  I could never 
understand how somebody could be unfaithful to a person 
that they love. Now I find myself sitting in my 
bedroom, getting prepared to meet another man, while my 
husband is out of town on business.

My marriage doesn't lack love, but in the last five 
years the spark has slowly gone out of our marriage.  I 
love my husband dearly, but our sex life has turned 
into just another routine that we go through, like 
going shopping, or getting the kids ready for school.

When I started to work again, I did it primarily to 
give me something to do while my kids were at school 
and my husband at work, although the money does come in 
handy.  I found that although I was always tired at the 
end of my shift, I always felt something inside of me 
that made me feel better.  The compliments given to me 
by my coquettish customers always made me feel sexy and 
attractive again.  At times I found myself flirting 
back, and it wasn't because I was looking for a good 
tip.

I still never intended to have an affair.  It seems 
like every day, I have to turn down at least one 
customer asking me out.  I don't understand why I 
accepted Gary's invitation, but as I opened my mouth to 
tell him "no", I heard my voice say "yes".   Maybe it 
was his sparkling green eyes, or the way he smiled when 
he asked me.  He has been a regular customer of mine 
since my first day working at the diner.  Whenever we 
talked, I would look deeply into his eyes, trying to 
see into his soul, and  I would always walk away 
feeling more and more attracted to him.

He asked me to come to his apartment for dinner 
tonight.  He knows that I am married, so we both know 
that our little date has nothing to do with love, 
attachment or anything permanent.  It's about sex, 
nothing else.  After I finished my shift, he walked me 
to my car, and as he was talking to me, something 
inside me made me lean forward and kiss him.  At first, 
I felt awkward kissing somebody besides my husband, but 
soon our kiss turned more passionate and I started to 
feel turned on.  I felt his hand caress my breast, and 
I felt something inside, something that I haven't felt 
for a long time, not lust, but something else, 
excitement.  I somehow found the will to break the 
kiss, but if he had kissed me once more, I would have 
fucked him right there in the parking lot.

I went home, and called my sister, and asked her to 
watch my kids tonight.  I took them to her house, and 
as I left, she looked at me suspiciously, but didn't 
say a word.  I quickly drove back home, and now I find 
myself looking through my closet, trying to pick out 
something to wear. The thought comes to my mind, that I 
could just blow him off, and just stay home and remain 
faithful to my husband, but feeling the excitement of 
the unknown, I slipped into a little black dress that 
really shows off my curves.

I look at myself in the mirror, and smile to myself, 
satisfied that I still can look pretty sexy if I try 
to. I walk to my dresser, and pull out a garter belt 
and stockings. As I pull the silk stockings onto my 
legs, I try to imagine what will be running through 
Gary's mind when he sees me.  I walk to the mirror 
again, and I look at myself again, my breasts nearly 
spilling out of the neckline of the dress, and the tops 
of the stockings barely visible at the hemline.  I 
spray on some perfume, put on my heels, and grab my 
long fur coat. I put it on, and take a look in the 
mirror again.  I notice that with the coat on, nobody 
can see how I am dressed. Opening the front of the 
coat, I watch myself in the mirror, and a devious grin 
appears on my face.  I take off the coat, and place it 
on the bed. I slide out of the dress, look at myself, 
and wearing just the garter, stockings and heels, I 
grab my coat and pull it on. Gathering my purse, I walk 
out to the garage, and get into my car.

I start to follow the directions that Gary gave me, and 
realize that I shouldn't arrive empty handed.  I pull 
into a liquor store, and tightly pull my coat around 
me, buttoning the only button on the coat.  Browsing 
through the champagne, I grab a nice looking bottle, 
and carry it to the front, and place it on the counter.  
As the cashier rings it up, I reach for my purse, and I 
feel my coat open.  I quickly close it, but the cashier 
must have seen my bare breasts, and now he seems to be 
trying to see them again.  I quickly pay for the 
champagne, but as I return my wallet into my purse, I 
feel the cool air hit my bare breasts again, as the 
coat re-opens.  I close it quickly, and embarrassedly 
smile at him, but his eyes are too focused on my chest 
to notice my smile.  Holding my coat tightly, I walk to 
my car, and continue my journey to Gary's house.

I finally find the apartment building, and grabbing the 
champagne, I walk up the steps and buzz his apartment.  
I hear the door buzz, and I walk up and find his 
apartment.  I take a deep breath, and knock on the 
door.  The door opens, and I see Gary motion for me to 
come in.  I walk in, and as he closes the door behind 
me, I smile at him, and put my finger to my mouth, 
telling him not to speak. I shyly hand him the bottle.  
He places it on the table and turns to me, waiting for 
me to hand him my coat.

I feel my face turn red, whether it's from 
embarrassment, or from exhilaration, I'm not sure. I 
let him take it off, and watch as he takes in my nearly 
naked body.  His eyes dart from my breasts, to my legs, 
to my eyes, and between my legs.  I feel myself start 
to giggle, watching his expression change from a smile, 
to wonderment, to lust.  I step toward him, and wrap my 
arms around his neck, and as his hands tenderly wrap 
around my waist, I pull him toward me, and our lips 
meet in an impassioned kiss.

He breaks the kiss, and I feel as one hand goes to my 
back, and the other to my legs.  I hear myself laugh as 
he picks me up, and carries me away.  I look into his 
eyes, and as he bends down, our lips meet again in 
another kiss.  Closing my eyes, I let my mind focus on 
my lust.  I feel him carry me around a corner, and 
places me gently on his bed.

Opening my eyes, I look up at Gary, and watch as he 
takes off his shirt.  I admire the tightness of his 
stomach,  the definition of his muscles.  I sit up on 
the bed, and motion for Gary to come nearer.  I kiss 
his crotch, and I look into his eyes as I unbutton his 
pants.  Opening the zipper, I let his pants fall to the 
floor. I again kiss his crotch through his silk boxers.  
I playfully bite the head of his cock, and with both 
hands, I pull down his boxers.

My eyes widen as I take in his cock. It is not the 
length of it, being about seven inches long, or the 
width, about the same as my husband's. Somehow, I see 
something more, something forbidden, and I move my lips 
and gently kiss the head.  I let my tongue lick down 
his shaft, and I kiss his balls.  Working my way back 
up, I wrap my lips around the tip of his cock, and 
gently suck on it. My hand moves up, and starts to 
tickle his balls, and I start to move his cock in and 
out of my mouth.  Soon, I have it in as far as I can, 
and I feel in control as I suck on his cock. As he 
starts to pump with me, I pull him out of my mouth, and 
lay back on his bed, and spread my legs.

I watch as he steps out of his pants, and I feel him 
tease me with his cock, sliding it up and down my wet 
slit. I try to push into him, but he laughs and pulls 
back. After what seems like an eternity, I feel the 
head of his cock enter my pussy.  I feel a familiar 
discomfort at first as my body gets used to this 
invasion, but I am soon overcome by lust, and I push 
against him, and am rewarded by his cock sliding deeply 
into my vagina.

Gary starts to pump his cock slowly into me, and I hear 
myself moan as the sensations start to run through me.  
Picking up his pace, my moaning becomes more constant, 
as the pleasure runs throughout my body like 
electricity.  I feel an orgasm start to build inside of 
me, and the anticipation builds in my mind.

I watch him drive his cock deep inside of me.  The 
sight of this muscular stranger fucking me affects me 
as much as the feel of his cock pumping into my wet 
pussy.   I look into his eyes, and see the raw lust 
inside him.  I move myself against him faster, and he 
increases the pace.  The orgasm that was slowly 
building inside me suddenly crescendos and I hear my 
screams of passion fill the room.  Before I lose 
control, I pull away from him, and take a moment to 
compose myself.  I slowly turn and get on my hands and 
knees and too soon, his cock enters me again, and my 
orgasm reappears. I feel his cock pound into me and I 
lose control, my screams fill the room and I hear 
myself tell him to fuck me harder, harder!

Overwhelmed by my orgasm, I feel his thrusts become 
erratic, and I hear him groan as he pulls his cock out 
of me, and his hot cum spurts onto my back.  I collapse 
onto my stomach, and he falls next to me.  After a 
short while, I regain my composure, and look at him 
lying on his back.  His semi-erect cock gains my 
attention, and I move down, and gently kiss it.  
Placing it between my lips, I taste my juices on it, 
and feel it start to twitch back to life.

As his cock hardens again, I sit up, and straddle him.  
Grabbing the head of his penis, I slowly let myself 
down, and softly purr as I plunge his cock into me.  
The entire length of his cock is buried deep inside me, 
and I start to move myself up and down, enjoying the 
feeling as his cock slides in and out of me.  I change 
motions, and with him entirely in me, I  gyrate my 
hips, and feel his shaft rub against my clit.  I do 
this for as long as I can, and I feel another orgasm 
start to build.  Wanting to delay my oncoming orgasm, I 
start to move up and down again, and for the next ten 
minutes, I alternate between the two motions.  I hear 
him start to groan, and I rub his cock against my clit, 
and let my orgasm finally begin.  Soon, I hear a 
throaty scream come from my mouth, and the orgasm 
overtakes me.  I move myself up and down on his cock, 
moving as fast as I can, and I hear him moan 
uncontrollably, and I feel his cock start to twitch as 
he fills me with his cum.  Continuing to fuck him, I 
feel crazed as my orgasm peaks and I have to flop off 
of him, crashing onto the bed next to him.

I look at him, and as our eyes meet, his arms pull me 
next to him, and hold me close.  Exhausted from our 
passion, I close my eyes and find comfort in his arms.

I drift to sleep, and awaken with a start.  Remembering 
everything that I did, all of the pleasure that I felt, 
I move away from him, and stand.  I watch him as he 
sleeps, his muscular body at rest.  I fight the desire 
to awaken him, to rekindle our passion, and walk softly 
to the door.  I grab my coat from the floor, and 
silently walk out, to my car, and back to my life.

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