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Back in 2004, A cute little bubblebutt blonde came to work at my office. She was bubbly, sweet, and deliciously cute. When I say bubblebutt, I mean it was big and round for a small white girl. Problem is, that is my favorite, and I watched her constantly.

Naive and inexperience, she was married to her high school sweetheart, a small, slim geeky guy. Both were about 24. Cut forward to last year. A conference out of town at a beach resort. All the 'happening' people from work were there, and 'Jill' made it for the first time. Not a tee-totaler,but the kind of girl who sipped one wine cooler all night. Lo and behold, I ended up talking to her while everyone else was standing around the keg or dancing.

We talked about how much fun the conference was, and how this was a nice vacation from the boredom of the job. I commented that it was a vacation from home also. She agreed, and commented this was the first time she had been away from her husband 'Jack' more than one night since they got married 3 years ago. I talked her into a second wine cooler, and she started getting tipsy. More talk, another wine cooler, and she was getting hammered.

Easier to talk her into a beer, so I got a couple from the keg. three coolers and a beer and this petite natural blonde was slurring, giggling and wobbly. She got up and staggered slightly on the way to the ladies room. After about ten minutes and her not coming back, i went to look for her, concerned she was passed out after four drinks. Well, almost. Found her sitting in the lobby with her head in her hands. Asked her what was wrong, and she replied she had never been this drunk and couldn't find her room.

I offered to take her, and she gave me her room number, and off we went. Found her room, got her keycard and took her in. She grabbed another wine cooler from her mini-bar fridge and I grabbed a beer. We talked about people from work who where having agood time, and she commented this was the best night since her honeymoon. I commented that her husband must be jealous of her being here with all these guys, and she said 'no, why?' I told her that I bet he was thinking of all the guys hitting on her, and she said I'm not that pretty, no ones hitting on me, he doens't need to worry.

I told her if she was my wife I'd be worried, cause I thought she was gorgeous. She accused me of joking with her, and I told her I wasn't, that she was a knockout. She told me I was sweet and laid back on the bed. Taking the bull by the horns, I walked over and sat on the bed with her and began rubbing her back. She moaned softly, and then I laid down beside her, my front to her back. She asked me what I was doing, and I told her I was tired and just wanted to lay down with her for a minute before I went to my hotel room. After a minute or two, she wiggled back against me, that gorgeous round ass against my crotch.

I put my hand on her side, then slowly around to her belly. No negative reaction. I began to rub it gently and she asked what I was doing. I replied that I couldn't help myself and would leave. She said, no, thats ok, just cuddle with me. I did for awhile, then began rubbing her belly again, slowly working my way down to the top of her low ride jeans. Then more and finally rubbing just above her mound. I was exhaling on her neck, rubbing the top of her mound thru her jeans, when she, keeping her eyes closed and saying nothing, grabbed my hand and pushed it down so that I was rubbing right on top of her clit and pussy thru the jeans, even spreading her legs slightly.

After a couple of minutes and afew moans from her, I whispered in her ear 'I want you.' She didn't move or stop me, but said we can't, I'm married. I told her I know, I'm married too, but I want you so bad. No one but us would ever know. No one ever knows were in here. Silence, for several minutes. I continued to rub. Finally, she rolled over toward me, eyes closed, and said 'OK.' We made out, kissing her deeply, grabbing her ass and caressing her long blonde hair. She never opened her eyes. She rolled on her back, and I took her top off and kissed and sucked on her tits for a while, then unbuttoned her jeans and rolled the off with her panties. She lifted her hips to help me, and her natural blond pussy was in my face.

I dived in and began to lick and kiss. She moaned her way to her first orgasm in about 5 minutes, and then I stood and took my clothes off. Still she didn't open her eyes. Just laying there on her back, legs slightly spread rubbing her clit softly. I spit in my hand, sicked up my cock and knelt between he knees. she groaned loudly as I went balls deep in her beautiful puss (I'm 7 1/2 inches and thick), and began to grind back on my as I slowly fucked her. We gradually got into a rythem, and as passion grew, got faster and faster. I fucked her to another orgasm, and immediately after hers, I pounded her hard for 30 seconds and shot a load of cream deep inside her. I laid on top of her as my cock twitched and dribbled, then slowly went soft.

I got up and peed, turned off the light, and crawled into bed beside her, snuggling up under the sheet. Early in the morning, about 6am, I woke up with this warm soft body beside me, and got another hard on. I rolled over and stuck it against her ass and began caressing her again. She woke up, and I told her I was ready again if she wanted it. She mumbled some kind of response which took for a 'yes' and I rolled her over on her belly and lifted her hips and ass up for some doggiestyle which is my favorite position, especially when my hottie has a great ass as this one did. She barely reacted, but grunted in a little pain when I stuck my cock in her again. A couple of strokes, and I was lubbed up, and stroking her pussy hard, slappin her ass with my hips and my balls swinging back and forth, slappin her pussy.

About five minutes of this, and I was shooting another load into her. She never lifted her head off the pillow, and immediately rolled over and went back to sleep. We slept until about 7:30am, and she shook me awake. She was in shock, and said, I can't believe I let you do that to me last night. I told her It was wonderfull, and to not worry, it was our secret. She was in a slight panic, but I calmed her down as best as I could. I told her she was the most beautifull thing I had ever seen and would never do anything to get her in trouble.

Finally, she agreed what was done was done, Swore me to secrecy for life and went to the bathroom to pee. She came out and said 'I was so buzzed, I never even heard you get up to flush the condom.' I was a little shocked myself and before I could stop myself said 'thats because I didn't flush a condom.' She looked in the trashcan and on the floor and said 'Well, where is it?' and I told her I didn't have one or use one either time we made love. She was really in a panic now. She hurridly told me she had told me to use one, and I told her she never said anything like that.

She repeated that she must have as she was not on the pill! Now I'm in a panic. Then she realized I had said 'either time we made love' and asked me what I meant by that. I asked her didn't she remember me doing her from behind at 6am? She said no, all she remembered frommidnight was waking up.

I told her about taking her from behind and she said she must have been sleeping and asked if had cum inside her then too. I told her yes, lots! Now she was really, really in a panic. She kicked me out, and I went to my room, showered and shaved, and made the first workshop of the day at 9:00am. She didn't show up until lunch. She was obvously trying to act as normal as possible, but I could tell she was glancing at me and trying not to talk to me.

To cut it short, back to work we went. We went to lunch together one day the next week and discussed what had happened over subway sandwiches and sodas. She was extremely nervous that she was pregnant, and if so, what her husband would do. I told her I would support her no matter what happened.

Well, she was good and knocked up, and she told me in no uncertain terms it was mine. She carried to term, gave me a precious little girl. Her husband seems none the wiser though, as they are still married. The baby was born with fine blond hair, not dark like mine, so I guess he has no reason to suspect his sugary sweet bubblebutt blonde wife got bred by a 40 year old guy from work!