Just One of the Girls

I never set out to cheat on my wife, but somehow, maybe the drink, maybe all the sexual innuendos etc., had just been too much for me. Where do I begin?

I had been working in the hospitality industry for nine years, and 4 years ago I changed jobs and took up a position as the Assistant Manager of a large club. I had a rotating shift, so that meant I normally had the closing shift at least 3 times a week, sometimes on quiet nights and the following week it would be the busy nights. Being a "male" oriented club the staff were all females, mostly young and attractive girls. It was quite usual for me to sit around after closing, and have a few drinks with the girls. Sometimes it was just one of them and me, and on busier nights there could be 3 or 4 girls present.

Now I have never liked the so-called "clicks" that happen in jobs, but a week before I started there a woman called Veronica started work and a week after me another one called Susan arrived. I was 30 at the time and Veronica was 39, about 5'8", shoulder length blonde hair and from the way her tits formed under her uniform, I guessed they were about a 36 in size. Susan on the other hand was younger then us at 25, she stood around 5'6" and had curvy brown hair and basically she was flat-chested.

How did I know this you ask? Well, the uniforms they wore had a crossover style in the front as well as being low cut. Many a night I would get a great view down her top as she bent to get glasses from the bottom tray, and she never wore a bra. She only had very tiny little mounds but her nipples were beautiful, and she always caught me having a look, but never once did she ever say anything, or try to cover them from my sight. She loved to tease. As we were all the "newbie's" it just happened that we formed a close friendship.

Every second Friday and Saturday I had the late shift, and as these were the busy ones, Veronica and Susan both worked late, as well as another girl (Donna) I had worked with in a previous establishment. Donna was 27, short brown hair and around a 34 tit size. When we closed up we would either stay there with the lights down low and have a few drinks, or sometimes we would head into town and relax in a bar or disco that was opened until the wee hours of the morning. Each of us would take a turn at driving the others so we all had a chance to drink and not worry about driving. There were many a time that I would end up drunk and one of the girls would deliver me back to my wife.

My wife never complained about me being with these girls as she had met them all many times, and she knew we were just friends, and as she had the kids to look after, she did not mind me enjoying myself. Some times on the quiet nights it would be just Veronica and I who would go out for drinks or even to a party we knew of. A few times we would end up back at her place for a few nightcaps, and many times I ended up "crashing" at her place. My wife knew there was never a problem, she knew Veronica would never allow herself to have sex with me, as her and my wife were very good friends. My wife even knew that Veronica only had the one bed, and that when I stayed there we slept together, but nothing ever happened. I was indeed a lucky guy.

Whenever we all went out together it was referred to jokingly as a "girls night out", and this had many a young customer jealous of me, as these women were all attractive, and I was the only guy allowed with them. The girls even joked and told the young guys that I was a stud, and how much they all enjoyed sharing me, when they would plead to be included, or ask how come I was always invited. I eventually got quite a name for myself around the place.

Until now there had never been any thoughts of being unfaithful to my wife, it was all just good clean fun. We would sit around and tell dirty jokes, the girls would even tell each other about how good this guy or that one was in bed, never once being concerned that I was hearing their deepest secrets. After all, I was one of the girls. I have always believed that a group of drunken guys can be very vulgar, but was I even wrong. The things that these girls would confess in front of me was amazing, even I turned very red on a few occasions.

One night we were all sitting around talking after we closed up, and as there had been a function that night, there were also some extra staff rostered on, all female. Eventually the talk turned to sex and sexual stirring of each other. Veronica made a comment to the group that all men are led by their cock, and once a woman shows interest, they forget to think with their brains. I argued this point with her and said not all guys are the same, that some like me could not be tempted so easily. She laughed and said one day she would prove me wrong. I wondered what she meant, but soon it was put into the back of my head.

We stayed and drank a lot longer than expected, and eventually it was around 2am, so we finished up our drinks and prepared to leave. I had to lock up and turn on the alarm system, so I would be the last to leave. As we were going, Jenny (from the kitchen staff) asked could anyone give her a lift home, as it would be too hard to get a taxi at this late hour. Now Jenny had only been working there a few weeks and we did not really know a lot about her. It turned out she lived in the same area as me, so I offered to give her a lift. By the time I checked all the doors and window, as well as set the alarm, everyone else had gone, and Jenny was waiting outside the door. And it was raining bucket loads.

We stood and waited for it to settle, and we continued to chat. I always seem to turn peoples words back on them and make it sound dirty, and with all the drink, tonight was no exception. We were talking and joking in a dirty fashion and she was turning red as I twisted her words. Eventually she made a comment that could have been taken as clean or dirty, so I just joked back to her.

"If I did not know better, I could have thought you just propositioned me, and did not know which way to take what she had said." I said laughing to her.

At the time I did not take much notice of what she replied, and soon we ran to my car and jumped in. As I turned the ignition on, I turned to her and asked her to repeat what she had said a few moments earlier.

"I said, you can take me anyway you wish!" she answered.

I sat motionless for what seemed an eternity before I felt her hand stroking my cock through my trousers, and turning to look at her and see a very cheeky grin on her face as she lightly licked her lips. I was gone. I turned off the ignition and reached across and we were soon kissing and groping at each other. Before long, pieces of clothing were coming off and I realized that my car was sitting in the open, with the security lights above us. I started the car and moved to a spot nearer the fence where there were many bushes to help keep prying eyes away.

By the time the engine had stopped she was sitting naked next to me and she was lowering my trousers and jocks at the same time. She bent down and had my cock in her mouth and was giving me the greatest blowjob I had had in years. My wife would suck my cock, but only for a moment as she did not enjoy doing so, but this girl seemed to love the taste of a cock in her mouth. She had me close to losing my load, and as I had not intended t cheat on my wife, but was almost there anyway, I wanted to get my cock into her cunt really quick. Because of the rain we were stuck in the car, and as it was a small car, it was not going to be easy.

She moved around so that her hands were on the floor and her knees were on the seat. I moved in behind her to get a look and taste of her love box. I lay on my side and put my mouth to her cunt and began to lick her lips and taste her lovely juice. She began to cum as soon as my tongue entered her. She arched her pussy back into my mouth before finally telling me she needed my cock in her right away.

It was a bit cramped but I managed to get on my knees and enter her hot, moist pussy, but I had to keep my head twisted down a little, or else I would push it through the roof. Because of the contorted position I was able to give her slow long thrusts in and out of her cunt, but I did not seem to get the full sensation and feel like I would cum very soon. I guess it was a better way so that I could enjoy her honey pot for longer.

After maybe 30 or 40 minutes of pumping her cunt in this fashion, and her cumming at least 3 times, I finally felt my balls tighten and my shaft become harder. I soon was squirting my hot juices into her. It was about then that I came to my senses and realized what I had been doing. Up until then my cock had been in control and now that it was satisfied the blood returned to my other brain and had a chance to think. Shit, how did this all happen, what should I do now.

We never spoke, instead we got our clothes back on and I drove her home. When we arrived I realized that she lived only 4 streets from my place and I wondered how come I had never seen her around the area. As the car stopped she opened the door and was about to step out when she stopped, turned back to me and leaned over and kissed me before telling me how much she enjoyed, and needed, that fuck. I did not know what to say, but she seemed to read my mind and said that it would be our little secret, no one needed to know, not even my wife. Shit, I had not even mentioned to her I was married and yet she knew and still fucked me regardless.

I said goodnight to her as well as thanking her for a great time, then drove home to my unsuspecting wife. I quickly showered and went to bed where I had trouble sleeping, all the time wondering what I was to do in the morning. Wondering if I could keep this secret, thinking that my wife would probably smell this other woman on me and know I had betrayed her. But I was wrong. Next morning things were as usual, my wife joked and asked me had it been just another long night of drinking with the girls. I was safe, for now.

When I went to work that afternoon, I hoped and prayed that Jenny was not rostered on. I knew that I would not be able to face her so soon after the previous night. At around 7pm I looked to the kitchen and saw her working. Damn, how was I going to get through this I thought. At around 8pm the manager asked me if I wanted to have a drink with him and a friend of his, so I got a beer and joined them. Soon after I saw Jenny walk past with a meal for one of the customers. After she walked past the manager turned to look at her from behind and then said to neither of us in particular.

"Isn't that a really nice arse? Wouldn't you love to fuck her?"

His friend quickly agreed and said that if he knew he could get away without his wife knowing, he would gladly fuck her sexy 19-year-old cunt. Shit! I had not even given it a thought as to her age. She was only 19 years old? For the rest of the night, every time we crossed paths I realized that she was just as scared about what we had done last night, and she also turned her eyes from me to avoid us both giving away out little secret. At the end of the night I decided not to hang around and have a drink, as that would mean having to sit and talk with Jenny in front of the others, and that could be dangerous. As I was about to leave the manager called me and asked if I would mind giving Jenny a lift home, as he said he knew I lived in the same area. How could I say no and keep from explaining my reasons for not wanting to.

We bid them all good night and we walked out, making sure we were not too close to each other. Once I drove out of the car park she turned to me and asked could we stop and talk, as she had something important to tell me. I wondered what it could be but thought it best to chat and explain that even though I had enjoyed it, I could not do this again as it made me feel sick with worry.

As soon as I stopped she surprised me by saying she felt exactly the way I did. She said how the sex with me had been fantastic, and she really wanted to fuck me some more, but, she had a boyfriend and she talks in her sleep. She explained how once asleep she had mentioned my name many times and he had questioned her over and over, but she explained that I was her boss, and we had worked together and I had driven her home. She felt he believed her, but was too scared to fuck with me again in case she said more.

Over the next few months' things settled down and we just treated each other as friends, never mentioning that night again. It was the day before Xmas and Jenny came to my house to ask me if the pays would be ready, as she needed money for shopping. My wife said that as I was going over soon to collect my pay, she should go with me, and then when we return she should come and have a Xmas drink with us. Now this had me worried. Her and my wife together, all of us having a few drinks could be a problem if the tongues loosen up.

When we returned my wife was not there, but she had left a note on the table. She had gone up to her mother's house (her mother lived at the other end of our street), and they would prepare the food for tomorrow, and we should both join them there for a few drinks. Jenny said she would not stay as she gets drunk easy and did not want to slip out that her and I had fucked, and in so doing cause me troubles. I said fine and offered to drive her home, but she said first she wanted to give me my Xmas present. Damn, I had not thought of that, what should I give her in return?

She went into the lounge room and asked me to join her there. At this point I realized that she only had a small purse with her, so how small a present was she going to give me. As I followed her there she turned and kissed me on the lips and her tongue slid into my mouth. Oh, so this was her present, a nice juicy kiss and hug. I started to return her kiss when I felt her hands move down to my zipper. She startled me and I asked her what she was doing.

"I know I said I could not do this again with you, but I have been craving for your cock for so long that I decided this was to be a special present to you." she said.

By the time she finished saying this her skirt and panties were off and she was laying herself down on the lounge. She opened her legs wide and she ordered me to fuck her hard and fast, as her boyfriend was waiting for her back at home. All reasoning and logic went out the window right away and I had my pants down and was pumping my cock deep into her depths. It took no more than 5 minutes before my cock was spurting my cum deep into her pussy and she was moaning out loud as she dug her nails deep into my back as she also spewed her hot juices onto my cock.

I slid off her and lay on the side before my eyes looked up, and there staring back at me was my wife. But not really my wife, it was the large portrait of her hanging on the wall. I nearly died as I thought I had been caught in the act. Maybe it was just a picture of her, but it still made the guilty feeling rise inside of my being. Jenny felt me cringe and asked what was wrong, before she also asked what I was looking at. She suddenly burst into tears and began apologizing for making me cheat on my wife once again. We dressed and after taking her home I went to my mother-in-laws and tried to act as if nothing had happened, explaining that Jenny had gone shopping and said maybe another time she would accept the offer of a drink.

The day after Xmas I was back at work once more and again Jenny came up and told me how sorry she was but once again saying how much she enjoyed it, but also she knew she must never do it again as she still spoke in her sleep and her boyfriend was asking lots of questions. As Jenny got more and more work, and much of this was on the same shifts as mine, we saw a lot of each other as well as bumping into each other in the streets and shops. Soon my wife started inviting her around and they became friends, and this had me on edge every time we were together.

My wife found that Jenny had a lot of little jobs that needed doing at her place and had suggested that I would be able to help her at times as we were all friends. This was strange, my wife was sending me to her place, not aware that we had been lovers, and were trying to keep our distance so as not to have it happen again. If only she knew the position she was putting us in. I was spending half a day at Jenny's' place doing odd jobs, but Jenny always made sure it was when her boyfriend was away. He was an interstate truck driver, so he would be away for days at a time.

Being so close to her made me think and remember the two times we had fucked, it made me want to do it again, but each time the subject arose she would say that no matter how much she needed and wanted it, she just could not. It was a few weeks later and I had been changing a light bulb for her. I had been standing on her bench to reach it, and when finished I just sat on the edge of the bench as she was making a coffee. She asked if there was anything else I needed, and as usual I said a fuck would certainly be nice.

"You know I want to, but I really can't, sorry," she said.

Now being a person who loves joking around I just snapped back.

"So, I guess a blow job is out of the question as well?" I laughed out to her.

She almost could have knocked me over with a feather when she retorted that a blowjob would be fine, as long as it did not lead to us fucking. As she said this she was already pulling my shorts down and my cock was in her mouth pronto. I leaned back against the wall and relished in the feeling of her mouth giving all this attention to my now rigid cock. I felt myself ready to cum but when I warned her she just sucked harder and faster until my juice spurt into the back of her throat. She seemed to go crazy as it hit, she sucked deeper until she had taken every drop of me, then she pulled back used her tongue to make sure that I was totally clean, and free of tell tale signs that my wife may have noticed.

I could not believe what she had done, as well, this was the fist time in my life that anyone had ever taken my cum fully into their mouth and swallowed every drop. The experience had me hooked and I was already planning on how to make this a regular event. Every two weeks for the next 6 months I would be making excuses to visit her and do odd jobs, just waiting for her to offer to suck my cock for me. I had the best of everything going for me. She would give me the blowjobs that my wife would not, and then I could go home and fuck my unsuspecting wife, and last for ages and give her so much pleasure. My wife never suspected why I became such a "stayer", she was just so happy that I could giver her so many orgasms before blowing my load.

Unfortunately all good things come to an end, and in my case it was my own undoing. I had been at Jenny's for a few hours and instead of waiting for her to bring the subject up, as soon as she put the kettle on for the coffee, I jumped the gun and dropped my shorts, sat myself down on the "blow job bench" then eagerly awaited her mouth to administer its pleasures.

"You bastard!" she yelled at me, "You only come here to get your cock sucked," she added, before finishing off with "well this is the last time mister, no more cock sucking from this mouth".

I was devastated, I knew I had been too eager and now I had lost my fortnightly pleasure. Even my wife began to ask me what had happened and why had my sex drive changed so much that I would cum so soon. But how could I tell her without admitting what I had been getting all these months. I just told her it must be age creeping up on me. A month later Jenny quit her job, married her boyfriend, and they moved out of the area. I never saw her again for 10 years, but never again did I get to have fun with her.