I am back after an extended hiatus! Life gets busy but I do still enjoy writing! Thank you everyone who sent kind words to me while I was away. I appreciated them all.
This is the fifth instalment of the Side Slut stories. Please feel free to read the previous instalments for context.
All characters are over the age of 18.
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It is strange, I realised, how quickly you can get used to things. Just a few months before I had been totally faithful to my wife, Kelsey, content with our sexlife, and the life we had built together in general. She was an important lawyer who was usually consumed by her work but we were both happy with the separate, yet together, lives we had built. I owned a building and ran a quiet record shop out of it, allowing the rents to support a very small business. Things were good. We would talk, sometimes, about what it would look like years from now, both of us retired, finally travelling and spending time together, but we were fine with how things were.
Then April came along. She applied for a job at my record shop and I decided to give her a chance. She was young, with big tits, a great body, and she had seduced me. Honestly, I did not try very hard to resist her. I had fucked her the second night we worked together.
Ever since she had been my side slut, fucking and sucking me every chance she got. We could not keep our hands off one another, often in very risky situations. It was getting out of hand but I could not stop myself. I had to have her.
Another thing it was surprisingly easy to get used to was the amount of sex I was having at that time. I fucked April almost every day, sometimes multiple times. I also continued to fuck my wife, at least as often as we had before April had come along, to make sure she did not suspect my affair. I felt bad, because every time I was with Kelsey I was thinking about my slut, but, again, I did not know how to stop.
I had gotten so used to the frantic and frequent fucking that when April announced that she was going out of town for a few days I was actually dismayed.
"Oh," I said when she told me. "I see. That's... that's too bad. I'll miss you."
April and I were in my office after the shop had closed. I had told Kelsey that I was doing inventory that night, explaining why I was not home on one of the few evenings she was not working late. I was sitting in my office chair and April was in my lap. My jeans were bunched around my ankles on the floor and my cock was buried in my slut's cunt. She was slowly rising and lowering herself, the hard nipples of her bare breasts were running up and down my chest.
"I'll miss you too, Mr. Hawthorne," she said. She always called me Mr. Hawthorne. "But I have to go. My dad is having a surgery and I want to be there to help when he gets home."
I cupped the bottom of one of her tits, raising it to my mouth and sucking the nipple, flicking my tongue across it, making April moan.
"I'll miss you," I said, then thrust up with my hips, pulling down on her shoulders, getting as deep into her as I could. "But I'll really miss this."
"Ooooooh," she moaned. "I will too! I will be fingering myself every day wishing it was you. I'll facetime you so you can watch."
"You had better," I said, then cupped her ass in my hands and stood up, lifting her while she was still impaled on my cock. I moved her to the desk and dropped her there. The slow fuck she was giving me was great but I needed to fuck her hard. I need to fill her with my cum.
She squealed happily as I dropped her then began thrusting into her. She grabbed my hips, encouraging me as I sped up. She was soon crying out, and after I began rubbing her clit with my thumb she was quickly cumming on my cock, shouting my name, begging me to cum in her slut pussy.
It did not take me long to give her her wish, arching my back as I shot spurt after spurt deep into her while she came one more time. I was groaning and she was moaning and everything seemed right in the world.
We moved over to the couch that I had in the staff area, the same one we fucked on the first time, and I leaned back, satiated and she cuddled against me, head on my chest. I idly stroked her hair, just enjoying being close to her.
"I'm definitely going to miss fucking you," I said as we rested there. "It feels like we have been doing this forever."
I meant that. At first I had been wracked with guilt over betraying my wife, but It had become such a regular part of my life that I was getting better and better at compartmentalising it. When I was with Kelsey I was a regular, dutiful husband. When I was with April I was a sex obsessed creature who needed to be inside of her.
"I'll miss fucking you too," she said, running her fingers along my chest. "I'll wait for you. I promise. I'll play with myself, but I won't even let myself cum. I'll be so ready when I get back. It will be amazing."
"Oh," I said, taken aback a bit. "You don't have to... there is no need for that. I don't want..."
""Not you, silly," she said laughing. "I don't expect you to wait."
She slid her hand down and gripped my now flaccid cock, still wet with her juices.
"You can't not use this. In fact you should! I would feel so terrible if you didn't! Look at it! It would be such a shame if he didn't get fucked."
"Oh," I said smiling. "Ok. Well. I am a married man so that shouldn't be a problem."
"I wasn't talking about her," April said. "I mean, fuck her if you want. But... I think he," she tugged in my cock which was starting to grow again in her hand, "likes...needs young slut pussy. You should make sure to fuck some other young slut. Like that girl from the restaurant, maybe. Or someone else. But make sure you do it."
She moved down, sucking me into her mouth, finishing the job of arousing me to full hardness once more. She pulled her mouth off of me with a popping sound.
"And make sure to tell me all about it. Send pictures and videos if you can. I'll edge to them. Then we can watch them together when I get back."
She moved to straddle him, slowly sinking onto my cock, her warm cunt enveloping him. She began to lift and drop herself, milking him, with her head thrown back. The skin of her chest reddened with blush and she bit her lip.
"Would you like that?" I asked, reaching up and taking her full tits into my hands, feeling her hard nipples against my palms, seeing the pearly flesh bulge out around where he could not contain the flesh. "Would you like watching me fuck some other slut? Will you get wet while we watch and you suck my cock? Maybe it will still taste like one of their cunts."
"Yes!" She shouted. "Yes! I want that! Yes!" She began to speed up her riding, chasing an orgasm that was never far away with her.
I began thrusting my hips upwards meeting her as she came down, our bodies slapping together, wet with sweat. She came quickly and I was only moments behind her.
She collapsed against me once more, both of us breathing heavily.
"So you will do it?" She asked eventually. "You will fuck some other young sluts while I'm gone?"
"For you, April," I said, "anything."
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April left a few days later. We, of course, fucked often while we still had time, and the day she left I locked up the record store and drove her to the airport. We pulled into a parking garage on the way and had a desperate fuck in the back seat, almost making her so late she missed her flight. We did make it in the end, but, frankly I would not have minded if she had been forced to stay.
I went home instead of going back to the store and relaxed for a bit. My wife, Kelsey, messaged later to tell me that she was actually not working late that evening for once so I took the time to make a nice meal for the two of us.
It was a nice evening together. It felt like years since we had been able to just spend time together in the evening, but in reality it had probably been only a couple months.
Chatting about work and making each other laugh as we drank a bottle of wine reminded me of why I married this woman, and why we had been so happy for so long. Also why I had been faithful up until recently.
