This is how it all began...
I have been married for nearly 7 years. About 6 months ago, my wife and I had a very big fight. Names were called, accusations made and threats leveled. In the end, she moved out, back home to where her parents lived. We had agreed in the past that our intentions were to relocate there, however, we just had not been able to financially afford the move. This devastated me. I didn't know what I would do or if the marriage was worth trying to save. Over time, anger subsided and conversations between us began to show promise of a future together. I began to travel and visit her and the children and we became more amicable towards each other. Except in one way...Our sex life had come to a screeching halt.
I am a very sexual person. I enjoy the feelings of flesh on flesh, the heat of passion, the smell of wanton sex, the sight and sound of carnal pleasure. I was missing this terribly. Through our talks, I realized it would be awhile before our love life would ever resume. Enter " the other woman".
Jennifer and I had dated in high school and briefly after college. I guess you would call it dating , it was more like we were friends with "benefits". We would party together or whatever, but we would always end up together in bed. Now let me tell you, she was definitely not your ordinary "partner". She was rather uninhibited about sex. She did things to me I still have a hard time getting out of my mind. But I digress.
Over the past couple of months, I had been talking with Jennifer. She was aware of the situation I was in with my Wife. She was very sympathetic to me about what was going on. Like a good friend , she had been there to listen and offer advice. She had also been flirtatious with me a couple of times, bringing up different "escapades" in conversation. This part really helped boost my ego. I knew in my heart, she and I didn't have a chance for anything to happen, but the thoughts of things possibly taking place kept my fantasies going when I had to "relieve" the pressures.
A couple of days ago, my wife and I had a heated discussion about different things, Money, our relationship, SEX. I had been feeling depressed due to the lack of any commitment on her part or advancement on our part. I was also Horny as Hell. I needed to pick up a couple of things in her store, so I decided to pay Jennifer a visit.
I stopped in at her store near closing time. I didn't plan it that way, it just happened. Unfortunately, she had several customers ahead of me to wait on. Normally, I would have left and come back at a later time, but I needed some of the stuff she had ordered in for me. I sat on a stool beside the counter and waited my turn. When time came for Jennifer to wait on me it was past her closing time. She told me to wait a minute and proceeded to lock the door and flip the sign over to closed. I didn't think anything about it at the time, I knew she had to go home soon anyway.
Upon returning to the counter, she began with the typical friendly conversation, asked what I was up to, how things were going, etc. I returned the small talk and steered the conversation to the reason I was there. " I really need to get those cases and the battery pack for the phones."
She proceeded to go into her little office and rummage around for a minute before returning with my stuff. She placed the items on the counter and teasingly asked, " Is this all you need today?".
Jokingly and with a wink, I replied that what I really needed was some relief. Jennifer just giggled and turned around. I immediately leaned over the counter some to try and take a look at her gorgeous rear. She had the kind that you want to lay beside and eat off of. She turned around abruptly and caught me in mid-stare. " Caught you looking," was her response to my obvious stare. Needless to say, I laughed lightly and tried to make some remark to blow it off.
As Jennifer rang up the sale, we continued with the light banter. I noticed her shrugging her shoulders and asked if there she was having a problem. She told me that she had slept wrong the night before and had stiffness in her neck and shoulders. I innocently offered to rub them for her and she accepted. I got up from my seat and moved around behind her. She was standing behind her register/computer and there wasn't much room for the two of us, but I squeezed in as best I could.
I pulled her long golden hair out of the way and began by placing my hands around the upper portion of her neck and slowly working my fingers down with moderate pressure. I didn't want to choke her, so I started working my way down towards her shoulders. The tension in her muscles was easy to feel. It was as if they were made of stone. I tried to move around to allow myself better leverage, accidentally grazing her behind with the front of my crotch. She let out a low moan.
I wasn't sure if the moan was from the massage or my rubbing her rear, so I told her that there was not enough room to give a good massage and stepped out from behind her. "You are not getting away that easy. What you start you have to finish." I just looked at her and let a sly grin appear.
Jennifer finished her work at the register and said to follow her. She took me into her small office. The room was dark and small. There were piles of stuff everywhere, all over the floor, on the table, on top of the desk and even in her chair. She went straight to her chair and sat down. Turning the chair to face away from me, she pulled her hair out of the way and said, "Now, is this enough room for you?"
"We will see," I replied as I stepped up behind her. I returned my hands to her neck and began again with the massage. Slowly I worked my way out over the Trapezius muscles and finally ended at the outsides of her shoulders.
I sighed lightly, stepped back a step and told I was done. She leaned back in her chair, with her head draped over backwards and asked me If that was really all I could do.
"Well no," I replied, "but I don't want to create any problems for myself."
"Don't worry about that. Remember, I have had you inside me before so don't feel ashamed if you get excited.". How could I say no.
I stepped back up to her and began again on the top of her shoulders. This time instead of the deep pressure style, I tried a more flat palmed pressure approach. Easing back and forth, then slowly wrapping my fingers down, I started moving up and down. My fingertips coming into contact with her bare skin of her chest, exposed by her shirt. As I was massaging, her moans became deeper and more guttural.
In a move that surprised me, Jennifer reached up and started unbuttoning her shirt. I took this as a good sign and began to move lower on her chest with my hands, continuing now in a slow circular motion.
Each time around I would allow my hands to inch ever lower, until I finally began to make contact with the fabric of her bra. Not receiving any resistance from her, I went farther and farther down as my fingers began entering under her lacy fabric. With each successive drop, she became more verbal.
Catching me by surprise, she raised up and said " Stop Right There."
I asked if I had done something wrong
"No, not yet" she replied as she reached in , unhooked her bra, unbuttoned her shirt and removed it.
Settling back into the chair, she reached up and took my hands. She directed them directly onto her breasts and with a smile, looked up and said "Now that is better."
With her looking up at me in that way and my hands covering her breasts, I couldn't hold back anymore.
I leaned down as I began caressing her breasts again and placed my lips to hers. The passion for me was returned as she immediately thrust her tongue into my mouth. Our lips did their dance of passion as she reached above my head and pulled me closer.
