Date: Thu, 2 Apr 2009 02:45:40 -0700
From: secondary2@live.ca
Subject: TRADE IV

Working Lori's job wasn't as arduous as I thought I would be. It took only
a few days to get the hang of it, since I basically sat at a desk all day
sorting paperwork. What disturbed me more that the job was my reactions to
my co-workers, especially one. There was a young guy names Frank who had
just started working in the office. He was only in his early twenties but
was making good progress. The problem was that I kept catching myself
checking him out. I would constantly have to shake my head and curse myself
for noticing parts of him I shouldn't have been looking at. To put it
simply, I started finding him desirable. I was not at all pleased with the
fact that I would absent-mindedly notice the size of the bulge in his pants
when he sat down.

At home things were worse. Kurt was realising that the lustful display I
had given him that one time wasn't re-occurring. I may have been forced
into accepting my role, but I wasn't letting myself sink to being his
plaything. We still had sex occasionally, though only when he made strong
advancements and I felt it would just make things worse to refuse. Even
then things didn't last long and I could tell he was frustrated. I
certainly wouldn't say he suspected the truth, but he definitely showed
signs of enticing the change in his wife's behaviour. He would give me
strange looks when I would say things that were a little out of character,
or when I didn't seem to remember things that Lori would have.

In a couple of weeks we were very distant and seldom spoke. By the third
week he didn't bother pushing for sex. While I was happy that I didn't have
to lie on my back humouring him for the sake of pretending to be his wife,
I found there were almost as many problems NOT having contact with him. For
one, I was making Lori's marriage worse and, more prominently, I was
getting sexually frustrated myself. Having frequent and unenthusiastic sex
with Kurt was unsatisfying, rarely having sex at all made me even more
restless. I found myself masturbating in the shower every day, sometimes
twice. I also started to think about sex more often, fantasizing all the
time.

This made work tenser. Without even thinking about it I began casually
flirting with Frank. As time went on I started thinking more and more about
him. I started to actually plan scenarios where I could get him into a
position to seduce him. At first I caught myself and made my mind go to
other places, but eventually it happened so frequently I didn't realise I
was fantasizing about Frank until I started to feel a tingle in my
crotch. Eventually I decided to try and come up with an excuse to see him
away from the workplace.

By the end of the third week I gave into my desires and made the first
move. After a long and tedious board room meeting I ended up walking out of
the building next to Frank. I struck up a casual conversation that
eventually led to a suggestion to go get a few drinks before heading
home. We chatted very comfortably over the drinks, my flirtation growing in
frequency but staying subtle. When we decided to leave I offered him a ride
home, since he didn't have a car. I made sure to mention that I was in no
hurry since I would just be going home alone. Once at his house he asked if
I wanted to come inside for another drink.

We both knew where all this was heading, but neither of us had gotten down
to it yet. We sat on the couch with a glass of wine and laughed and joked
like old friends - or lovers. After another drink we were reclining on the
couch. Frank was sitting very close to me, and I was finding opportunities
to slip a little closer to him. I started to play with his shoulder as we
talked, listening to what he was saying but not speaking much myself. It
was only a few more seconds before he leaned in for a kiss. We kissed
softly, then with more passion. After a few moments he broke away and we
smiled at each other.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" He asked, hoping I wouldn't say no but
being noble enough to ask. "I mean not only do we work together, but you
are married too." I ran my hands through his hair. "I think I've been clear
that there is nothing between me and my husband anymore. "And I don't care
about work." I answered. We started kissing again, his hands roaming over
my body. After a little while I stood up.

"To put it plainly," I said. "How would you feel about sleeping with your
boss?" Frank smiled and hesitated. "I think it might be allot of fun." He
finally answered. "Then we shouldn't waste any more time..." I replied.  I
turned away from him, smiling. I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the
floor. Franks hands slid over my back and unclasped my bra, which tumbled
onto the pile of clothes at my feet. Frank slid up gently ran his fingers
over my back and shoulders, moving around to cup my breasts. He kissed the
back of my neck, making me sigh. I reached over my shoulder to run a hand
through his hair as he fondled me.

Frank ground into me from behind, cupping my tits. He manipulated my
breasts as I reached back and started teasing his crotch. As I rubbed the
bulge in his pants Frank's hand slid up my thigh. His fingers found my slit
and started to rub my pussy. He found my clit and concentrated his
attentions on that, causing me to start breathing hard. Soon he was
fingering me fervently as I pushed my hips into his hand. He lifted up my
skirt and pushed me foreword. Leaning down he started to lick my pussy from
behind, making me gasp. "You are a horrible tease..." sighed."Me?" he asked
glibly. "Yes, you." I responded.

I turned around and opened up his jeans as he started fingering my pussy
again. "You know, you didn't actually answer my question." I said. "I think
my answer is yes." He replied. "Good," I said and I moved down between his
legs, "Because at this point I was going to fuck you anyway." I pulled his
trousers down and took his organ into my mouth. I started going down on him
to the best of my ability, using my hand as well as my full lips. He laid
back and moaned under my ministrations. His cock was pretty large and
rock-hard by now, and I couldn't wait to get it inside me.

I let his dick slide out of my mouth, the slippery flesh sliding into my
hand. "So you're going to fuck me, are you?" He asked. "You couldn't stop
me now, as I said." I said breathlessly as I began sliding up his body. I
straddled him and rose up my ass. I pointed the tip of his young tool at
the entrance to my slit and lowered myself down. I fed his member into me
slowly, feeling my body open up to the insertion of his flesh. Soon He was
all the way inside me, and it felt divine. My cunt was soaking wet and I
paused a moment, marvelling in the sensation.

I started to ride him, slowly at first. I began to build up a little force
as I felt his meat driving deeper and deeper into me. He reached up to
fondle my tits and pinch my nipples as we fucked. It wasn't long before I
felt an orgasm building up. Frank sat up and we held each other tightly as
I came, my moans stifled by our locked lips. When the waves of pleasure
were beginning to fade he flipped me over so that he was on top. He
continued to pump me as I wrapped my legs around him. I was moaning and
writhing with pleasure as he drove into me.

He pulled out after a few minutes and dove down to start licking my
pussy. "Oh, my god!" I gasped as he worked his mouth and tongue on my
sex. I grabbed a handful of his hair as he ate me out. After a few minutes
of this he was back on top of me, and I felt him slide his cock into me
again. My tits jiggled on me chest as he fucked me at a good steady pace. I
played with my tits as he did so; revelling in the feeling his large, young
cock was giving me. I suddenly became aware of a second climax approaching.

I practically tore at my hair as I gasped; "Oh yes! I think I'm going to
come again. Keep going!" He was panting as he thrust into me. "You're going
to come?" He asked playfully. "Yes, again..." I whimpered. The second
orgasm was even stronger than the first, and I convulsed on the bed as I
came. He kept going, never losing tempo as I was wracked with my second
orgasm. I moaned and bucked wildly, lost in the ecstasy. When the jolts of
joy were slowing down Frank repositioned us again.

I got on all fours as he moved around behind me. "Ohhh," I whispered, "get
back inside me." He teased me a moment, poking at my hole with the tip of
his tool, then startled me as he shoved it hilt-deep into me. I yelped as
he penetrated me sharply. He started fucking me doggy-style as I was gifted
with the amazing sensations of being a woman once again. I don't know how
long he shagged my dripping cunt from behind; I lost all sense of
time. Eventually, however, we moved around again. I rolled over on my back
(a position I was getting used to).

I threw my legs over his hip and he laid sideways. I guided his dick into
me as we started making love again in this position. Time went by in a blur
of sensuality. I rubbed my clit and grabbed my chest as we kept
going. "Shit," I muttered after a while, "I think I'm cumming again! Keep
going." He did, slamming into me as my third climax hit me. I was a
insensible mass on the bed, squirming as I was stupefied by the
pleasure. After an eternity I got something resembling a brain back, just
as Frank started panting and thrusting frantically. I could tell he was
going to cum himself.

"Are you going to cum?" I asked. He nodded. I rolled over and scooted over
to him quickly. I grabbed his cock and started to go down on him. I did my
best to swallow his cock as he thrust his hips into my mouth. His first
spurt of jizz blasted down my throat and I managed to swallow most of
it. the rest gushed into my mouth and leaked out of my lips, spattering on
my large bust. Stroking and bobbing on his tool I kept going until he was
done spurting and was trembling gently. I slowly let his now-softening
member slide out of my cum-filled mouth.

He looked down at me, smiling at the goo covering my lips, chin and
breasts. I smeared his seed around on me as he collapsed back on the bed. I
grabbed an old shirt that was laying on the floor and wiped myself off. We
cuddled up to each other, trying to catch our breath. "That was
incredible." I sighed. Frank agreed non-verbally. "Can we do this again?"
He asked after a moment's silence. I thought about it. I had no care for
Kurt at all, and this young guy certainly made me cum like crazy. "Oh, I
think so." I told him. "But it may not be as frequently as we'd like." I
added. "I understand." Frank said.

And so I cheated on my adopted husband with the new guy from work.