Forbidden Love Affair: We Are Playing With Fire!

He’s keeping me waiting.

I tap my finger on the steering wheel.  I’ve been outside now for almost ten minutes.  I could be home with my boyfriend, cuddling up and watching a movie and continuing what has been a really great day for us.  But I’m not.  I’m sitting in the car, in a very quaint suburban neighborhood, waiting for my boss to tell his wife that he has to go run an errand and will be back in half an hour.  All so I can get my fix.  I’m craving him; the way he smells, the way he touches me, the way he makes me cum.  Is it wrong to be having a forbidden love affair with my married boss?  Yes, absolutely.  Will anything stop me?  No.

My boyfriend took me out to a nice dinner tonight.  After all, it is our anniversary.  Wanting to impress, I put on my black thigh-high stockings and the sexiest black lingerie I had.  I cinched a man’s white button-down with a leather belt and turned it into a dress.  Paired with my stilettos, I felt incredibly sexy.  But it wasn’t to look hot for my boyfriend.  It was for my boss.  My boyfriend couldn’t believe I got so dressed up.  But he doesn’t make me yearn for him the way my boss does.  And he wasn’t the one I wanted to be with as soon as dinner was over.

Our forbidden love affair has been heating up for the past three months.  It started slowly with a brush of his hand against my thigh, the tighter outfits I’d wear to work, and the way I’d always find a reason to stay late at the office with him.  Then it turned into blowjobs under the desk.  Soon, that became hardcore fucking on top of the desk.

Next thing we knew, it was a full-blown forbidden love affair.

But right now, I’m impatient.  My boyfriend believes I was running out to get a bottle of wine.  To celebrate of course.  But soon, he’ll be wondering what’s taking so long.  Although he has been very pleasantly surprised by how wet I am lately.  If only he knew the cause was my forbidden love affair.  I always let my boss cum in me.  And I can still hear my boyfriend’s gasp of surprise when his tongue touched my pussy after the first time with my boss.  He was so pleased lapping at my juicy cunt, never thinking for a minute he was tasting another man’s cum.

I text my boss again, asking if he’s coming down.  I’ll give him five more minutes.  As soon as I hit send, I see movement upstairs in their bedroom window.  There’s his wife.  No wonder he’s cheating on her.  I met her in person once at the holiday party, and I was unimpressed.  She’s a mousy blonde who definitely needs to wear makeup but doesn’t.  And I’d bet money that my boss has a boob job fantasy about what he’d do to her flat chest.  He should be running down here to fuck me.  I’m half his wife’s age and way hotter.  No wonder he was looking for a forbidden love affair.

Finally, I see the front door open.  Thankfully, his wife stepped away from the window so she couldn’t see him running towards my car.  Quickly, I slide into the back seat and push open the door.  Breathless, he climbs in and joins me.  Before I have to listen to his excuse about what took so long, I climb on top of him and press my lips against his.  He groans, his hands grabbing my ass cheeks and pushing himself into me.

His kiss is all I need.

I grind myself against his crotch, feeling his bulge growing harder.  I yank open the top of my dress, sending a button flying.  As he leans back to look at me, I see the recognition in his eyes.  I’m wearing his shirt, the one he left me in when I was in his bedroom, and his wife came home early and was downstairs calling for him.  She’s always interfering in our forbidden love affair.  I had to sneak out the back door when he convinced her to look at something in the garage.

“There’s my sexy brunette,” he murmurs as his lips graze the top of my tits.  But I don’t have time for small talk.  His wife is inside, and my boyfriend is waiting for me.  Without hesitation, I reach down and unzip his pants, giving him a quick tug as I pull his stiff cock out and slide my panties to the side.

“We don’t have a lot of time,” I say, rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy lips.  “I need you to fuck me right now.”  I hear my phone notifications going off from the front seat.  My boyfriend is definitely looking for me by now.  But at least he’ll be able to enjoy my very wet pussy later.  Maybe this affair really isn’t such a bad thing after all.

What do you think?  Are you ready to have a forbidden love affair with me?

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