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A true life story from my weblog, http://www.naughty-alex.com
luv from Naughty Alex ;)
I worked as night manager for a medium sized hotel, and on my shift each
night were Anthony, who co managed and shared front desk duties, Joseph, the
night security guard, and Helen, who did the nightly accounting and some
other odd jobs getting everything ready for the morning rush. Anthony would
flirt outrageously with me, Joseph less so, perhaps because he was more
often walking his rounds, where as Anthony and I would be working together
most of the time. Helen would be in and out of her own office during the
night, and would frequently come by the front desk to chat for a while. On
nights when Joseph didn't come in to work, either Anthony or I would walk
his rounds, and do the nightly security checks.
Anthony teased me all the time, and I knew he really wanted to get me out of
my panties bad. I often got hit on wherever I went, even by guests signing
in, so I was pretty used to deflecting advances. Anthony had gorgeous eyes,
and a very sexy muscular build, so his attention really flattered me. My
home life left a lot to be desired at this time, although I had been
faithfully married, at this time I was having almost no sex at home.
I found myself responding to Anthony's flirting and naughty behaviour, and
would occasionally wear something that I knew would get his attention. I
didn't have cheating on my mind, but I loved being a flirt, and the flirting
would occasionally give Anthony an erection that he did little to hide from
me. I called him a bad boy, but that thick bulge in his pants really held my
attention, and I often snuck little peeks at his crotch from time to time
and began fantasizing about his hard cock that seemed so eager for me, while
my husband and I were rarely having sex.
I guess the flirting maybe got a little out of hand, because I began to
tease Anthony a lot now myself. I was careful not to do anything when Helen
of Joseph were nearby, but I'd do things like leave a few buttons undone on
my blouse, by accident or so I would pretend, and let him see my sexy bra
and the full curves of my soft tits. Anthony would often come up behind me
and offer a back massage, and on occasion I'd take a quick little massage
from him while standing at the front desk of the hotel, but I never
encouraged him to push it any farther. I remember one night I felt very,
very daring, and slipped off my bra while I went into the back office. I
came out and kept working wondering how long it would take Anthony to
realize I was braless. After sitting typing for a few minutes, I went up to
the counter to file some paperwork, and Anthony came up behind me to rub my
back again. I don't know if he knew my naked sensitive tits were pressing
freely against the very thin fabric off my dress, but as he rubbed my
shoulders and ran his hands over my back it became very obvious my bra was
gone, and that my breasts were gently jiggling completely nude under just
the thinnest layer of fabric..
Anthony leaned in to me slightly, and I felt the hard bulge of his cock
lightly against my ass, and my nipples hardened quickly as my body began to
respond to his touch. I felt myself growing very wet between my thighs, and
my heart raced as I felt his excitement. Moments later, a late registering
guest came in through the front door, and we immediately stopped what we
were doing, but the guy I checked in took forever, and couldn't seem to take
his eyes off my tits as my hard and horny nipples stood out boldly through
my dress. Somehow I found that really exciting too, and since the guy could
hardly take his eyes off my nipples, I accidentally stroked my tits a few
times, sending quivering sensations of pleasure through me. After that Helen
showed up, and there weren't any chances for Anthony to pursue me any
further that evening, but I knew that I had come dangerously close to my
first time cheating, and I would have to be a lot more careful if I wanted
to keep from cheating, because the temptation was growing very strong.
The tension built up like you wouldn't believe at work. I had such naughty
thoughts, it was so hard to be a good wife. I thought about fucking all the
time, and my knees were weak and quivering all the next day, and I swear my
little cunt was damp just from thinking about how badly Anthony wanted to be
fucking me, but over the next couple of days there were no opportunities for
me to tempt myself. I thought maybe it would pass, the naughty thoughts
would leave me, and I wouldn't risk fucking around on my husband. I really,
really wanted to be a good wife, even if things weren't all that great at
home. The naughty thoughts haunted me, but I tried to put them aside.
Then, about three days later, I ended up in the back conference room using
the backup computer, to input some files. Boring work, but Helen and I
chatted as we both worked, and Joseph went by and began his next round of
security checks. Within a few minutes, Helen decided to go out briefly to
get some donuts and coffee, which meant she would be going out to her car
and skipping out for 15 or 20 minutes. No sooner had she gone out to the
parking lot, when Anthony left the front desk and came back into the
conference room.
Anthony stood behind me and began to rub my neck, and I just closed my eyes
slightly and moaned. My little cunt ached, and I was so incredibly wet. We
both knew we didn't have long together, but neither of us knew what the
other was going to do. Anthony reached under my arms, and guided me quickly
into a standing position. I looked at him, and turned around and backed up a
little so my ass was resting on the edge of the big conference table. I was
wearing a navy blue skirt and a white blouse, with a jacket over it. I was
supposed to have pantyhose on, but since it had been a warm summer night, I
knew I could get away without them and be more comfortable, since it was the
night shift. Anthony reached up and began to undo the buttons of my blouse,
revealing my bra. He stroked my breasts lightly through the bra, and stepped
in towards me. I just closed my eyes, and surrendered to the moment. I
opened my thighs and settled down on the conference table as he pulled my
blouse completely open and began to undo my bra. I reached down and began to
lightly stroke his rock hard erection, and I just couldn't wait to feel the
smooth skin of that hard cock that I had been thinking of almost without
stop for the past several days. In a few moments I undid his belt and his
pants fell away as I pulled his naked cock out into the open, caressing his
heavy hanging balls with one hand and stroking his hard, hard cock with the
other.
My bra fell away as Anthony unsnapped it, and in moments my rock hard nipple
were bared. Without even touching my nude tits Anthony reached down and
pulled my thong to one side, exposing my incredibly soaked and hungry cunt.
Rapidly, I pulled him close to me and guided his stiff cock up against the
wet folds of my cunt, gasping for breath, frightened that Helen or Joseph
would suddenly walk in and catch us, and yet frantic to get the big
beautiful cock inside of me. With a moments desperate fumbling Anthony
pulled my skirt up over my hips, then I rocked my hips forward, and in one
long gliding motion Anthony slipped his rock hard cock into my cunt. Beads
of sweat stood out on his forehead as he seemed to have trouble breathing,
then pulled his cock half way out and jammed it into me deep. I moaned,
almost a gasp from the impact, and pulled him in to me, and I began to rock
my hips, rubbing my aching clit against the base of his hard cock. Instantly
Anthony began pumping his cock rapidly into my body, and I gasped in short
sharp breaths.
I thought my head would explode as he fucked me hard and fast, both of us
knowing how little time we had, and desperate to fuck each other. I couldn't
keep my balance because Anthony was fucking me so hard, so I leaned back
with my arms splayed out on the desk. As Anthony found a good position to
fuck me I slipped my high heels off the floor, and lifted my legs up high
for balance. Anthony gripped my hips with both hands and kept fucking me
hard, gasping with each thrust into my wet cunt, and I gasped back with the
shock of his cock buried deep in my belly. My naked tits jolted and jiggled
with each deep thrust, and I felt panic and excitement rushing through my
body.
One whole side of the conference room was windows, along a hallway that
Joseph always walked on his security check. The blinds kept me from seeing
out very well, but I knew that if Joseph walked by as we were fucking he
would clearly see us, and I was worried about losing my job, but that cock
in my cunt felt so, so good as it kept pounding into me. Drops of sweat flew
off Anthony's face as he fucked me, and I reached down to caress his balls
as he drove his cock into me. Rocking my hips, I rubbed my clit against his
hard body, and suddenly I felt an orgasm building in my thighs and cunt. "Oh
fuck me," I gasped, the first words I'd said, and I squeezed my thighs
around his waist as the first spasms of orgasm swept through me. I moaned
loudly as I came, writhing and biting my lip, and with a couple of more hard
thrusts Anthony came too, suddenly flooding my wet cunt with his cum as I
held his balls and squeezed them, pumping every last drop of his hot cum
into my pussy.
Anthony thrust deep into my wet clinging cunt a few more times as I lay
whimpering and collapsed on the conference table, then pulled his slippery
dripping cock out of me. My legs were weak, I had no strength to pull myself
together, but as Anthony quickly did his pants up I began to straighten my
blouse. My cunt was flooded with cum, and my thong was completely drenched
with our mixture, but thank god my skirt was untouched. As Anthony went back
to the neglected front desk, I slipped into a washroom to tidy up, and when
I came out Helen was just coming back in, and Joseph was talking to Anthony
at the front desk, and I was certain they could tell I had just been fucking
just by looking at me.
It happened so fast, and yet it had been one of the best fucks of my life, I
couldn't remember ever cumming so hard, nor so quickly, ever before.
Exhilaration made me giddy, and I felt so high and so naughty and bad, I had
cheated on my husband in a blink of an eye, after being faithful for so
long, and I hadn't thought of him once during that fast glorious fucking.
Part of me thought that I would have gotten it out of my system, with this
hard fucking, and that I would not need to be cheating on my husband, but
another part of me just couldn't forget how good it felt when Anthony thrust
that sexy cock into me, and how wonderful it was to feel my cunt cumming
with that hard cock pumping away inside me. With incredibly conflicting
emotions of delight, guilt, lust and satisfaction, I couldn't wait to finish
my shift. I wanted to rush excitedly home to my husband and fuck him with my
naughty cunt, to see if he could tell his pretty little wife was cheating on
him and fucking that handsome Anthony at work. I wondered how my cunt would
feel now that I had fucked another man for the first time, and if my
husbands hard cock would feel different inside my cheating cunt still
splashed with another man's cum.