My name is Sam and I am a married man who dearly loves his wife. I mean dearly! She is really the best thing that has ever happened to me, but unfortunately, I love sex. I love women. Not just one woman, but women. Now, I know that I'm a bit of an asshole for saying that, but I'm just being honest.
Now, don't get me wrong. My wife and I have a great sex life. It is frequent and definitely not boring. She loves to suck my dick and taking it in her ass. She loves to taste her pussy on me after we have fucked. I mean we have a lot of fun.
So, I decided to start something on the side. Now it wasn't a conscious decision. I was at a school for work and met a gorgeous woman. I mean gorgeous! Tiffany was twenty-five, eleven years younger than me. She was new to the profession, I'm a cop. She was married and very confident. She was about 5'4" tall and looked a lot like Jennifer Lawrence from The Hunger Games. She was in great shape too. I mean she wasn't muscle bound or anything. She was in great shape though. She worked out all the time.
On the first day of class I watched all of the usual suspects walk into the classroom. A bunch of mid-twenties guys wearing tacti-cool pants and desert boots. A few older guys, all with the pre-requisite mustaches. Then there were the five girls in the class, which was actually a little weird. I mean five chicks in a cop class is a lot. One was about 50 and looked like the chick from those, "STOP THE INSANITY!" commercials from the 90's. Three were a little heavy set and one of them was gay. Then there was Tiffany. She walked in and I just stared. If she didn't notice there was a problem. She was dressed very professionally, which I like. She tried to hide her D cups and beautiful ass, but that was not going to happen. Lucky for me, the instructors put our name plates out ahead of time and she was right next to me.
For the first few hours of the class we got to know each other a little. We talked about traveling for school and being away from home and spouses. Her husband was in the academy and mine was in Law School. She was really a nice person and nice to talk too, so we went to lunch together.
Now I can't say that I was being a good boy at this point. I was flirting my ass off. Prolonged eye contact, lots of compliments and a little bit of playful touching. I mean like the occasional nudge, nothing overt and never bare skin.
That night I asked her what she was doing for dinner. She didn't know and offered to show her to a nice place I knew in town. "Dinner together?" was her initial response.
I thought that I had blown it now. I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable and I would have really just enjoyed her company. "Yeah, I mean neither of us knows anyone here and it's better than eating alone at a restaurant."
"Sure. I don't think that could hurt. Why don't you give me you number and I'll call you when I'm done with my workout?"
"Ok." I gave her my number and left for my room. It was about an hour and a half later that she texted me. We agreed to meet down stairs. I told her that I would drive mostly because I knew the area, but let's face it; I was trying to be the gentleman about it too.
She walked into the hotel lobby wearing denim capris that showed off her legs and ass. A tight Tough Mudder t-shirt on top showed off her impressive tits. I could see more of her flawless skin this time. I have to admit, I started to get hard looking at her there.