This story is a work of fiction solely from the twisted mind of Chromex. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters are of at least 18 years of age unless otherwise specifically mentioned. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or total, without the author's permission.
Was originally submitted to the Loving Wives category.
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Robert had already left by the time I got back from my morning run on Monday and after a nice long, almost scalding shower, I found myself standing in my closet trying to decide what to wear. Normally I'm fairly conservative when it comes to dressing for work but today was less about work and more about grabbing Alex's attention with both hands and given that I'd be one of the few people in the office I decided to have a little fun and go straight for shock value. It would be so different from what I usually wore that Alex probably wouldn't even recognize me which made it all that much more amusing. After grabbing my stretchy black mini skirt and a tight white sleeveless crop top I spent another few minutes going through my new underwear before deciding to go full-on slut mode and go without. I even opted to wear my hair down instead of the usual updo. With my three-inch black heels to complete the outfit, I would look more like someone's girlfriend than someone picking up a coworker and due to the drizzle of rain outside I had the perfect excuse to throw on a long coat so no one seeing me walking into the office would be any the wiser.
Sitting in the privacy of my office I'd been attempting all morning to make some headway on a couple of upcoming projects but I found it increasingly difficult to stay focused as Alex continuously drifted into my thoughts. I'd never consciously considered him as a lover and now thanks to my husband I couldn't get the possibility out of my mind. As my mind wandered so did my hands, one moving up under my top to play with my nipples and their white gold hoops while the other slid down between my legs and began tracing lazy circles around my clit, a clear image of him holding himself over me, his skin glistening from exertion, as his weight rested between my open thighs. It wasn't long before my hand moved down from squeezing my breasts to slip a finger into my drenched pussy. Fuck it felt so good as I imagined the head of his cock separating my lips as he pushed so fucking deep inside of me. I knew Robert might be upset because he wanted me to have an orgasm with Alex being the cause but he never specified that he needed to be there.
"BZZZT, BZZZT"
Okay, I can ignore it, just a couple more minutes.
"BZZZT, BZZZT"
"GODDAMMIT, GODDAMMIT so fucking close," I said in frustration. It was my fucking smartphone happily buzzing away.
"BZZZT, BZZZT"
Grabbing my phone I saw it was a text from Alex. "Hey Nikki, Sorry I meant to message you sooner. I'll be landing in about an hour. I know it's earlier than originally planned but I had to go standby due to mechanical failure. Thanks for picking me up, I appreciate it." Son of a bitch. Glancing at the time I knew I had enough time to make it to the airport or start over what had just been interrupted but not both.
Shutting down my laptop I had to pause for a moment as I stood up, my legs quivering. Fuck I was so damn close to cumming for the first time in nearly three weeks. Getting my clothes back together I stopped in the bathroom to check my makeup before heading downstairs to jump into my Camaro. Normally I drive with a bit of a lead foot, god knows I've had to talk and flash my way out of enough tickets, but with the rain and the general stupidity of people on the road I decided to take my time today. It didn't help that the butterflies in my stomach really would not settle down and I was feeling like a teenage girl getting her crush assigned as her lab partner.
Given the circumstances, I made it to the airport with more time to spare than I expected. Once I parked and made my way inside I still had about ten minutes before he was supposed to land so I sent a quick text letting him know I'd arrived before going into the restroom for one last going over. Opening the jacket to make sure everything was in order I saw that my nipples were poking at the fabric changing the look from hot girlfriend to the hot and horny girlfriend that would be fucking his brains out as soon as we got home. Well, there was nothing to be done about it now and in truth, it wasn't far off from how I was feeling. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been so desperately horny.
Moving to where a few people were waiting I slipped off the jacket and smoothed down my skirt. I could see the appreciative glances and hear the occasional "damn" as passengers came out of the exit. Scanning the crowd I nearly missed him as Alex looked nearly as different as I did. Instead of the usual business attire, he was in a tight-fitting black t-shirt with a logo I didn't recognize, snug jeans and a pair of converse. His hair which was usually so neat and perfectly voiced had a ruffled look to it that did nothing to help the tightness in my lower regions. I could see him scanning the crowd and watched his face give me an appreciative smile as his eyes took me in. He nearly walked right past me until I reached out and touched his arm and the sight of his jaw as it dropped made everything worth it.
"N-N-Nikki?" I loved that he looked positively gobsmacked at my appearance.
"Were you expecting someone else? Did you arrange for some other sexy chick to pick you up?"
"No, I was expecting you. I certainly wasn't expecting this you, however."
"Do you like it?" Giving him a slow spin I could hear the laughs from some of the older men at Alex's obvious bewilderment. That he had no idea how to handle flirty, cheerful Nikki was hysterical.
"You have no idea." Although a glance at the front of his jeans gave me a very good idea.
"Is that your only bag or do you have something checked?"
"Ahh no, this is it."
"Well follow me then." Putting a little bit of extra swing into my hips I strode away from him heading towards the exit to the parking garage. I could feel his and the eyes of nearly every man there staring at my ass making me grateful for all the squats I do at the gym. I was well aware he was enjoying the view by how long it took for him to catch up with me.
"Are you planning to surprise your husband at work after you drop me off?" It was clear he was searching for an explanation for my outfit.
"Hadn't planned on it although I suppose I could. Lewis said after I picked you up I could take the rest of the day off. Why do you ask?" I knew it was evil putting him on the spot like that but he made it too easy.
"No reason really, just curious. I've never seen you with your hair down like that. It looks good." It did my ego well knowing he was caught off guard by the knowledge I'd chosen this outfit specifically for him.
"Thanks, I thought I'd try something new for today. Do you like it?" This was interesting to me. Usually, Alex was so confident and full of swagger which has always been part of the reason I didn't like him.
"Yeah, I do."
"That's good to know. Maybe I'll have a reason to wear it like this more often."
"Nikki, I owe you an apology." I was caught a bit flat-footed by his abrupt change in tone but tried to keep it light.
"I can think of lots of things you should probably apologize for. Want to narrow it down a bit for me?"
