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Title :- A First Extramarital for Anna – 02

(Authors Note —

Please note that this is Adult Erotic Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!

As usual, this will make more sense if read after episode 1, but here’s a bit of background anyway.

An auburn haired, pretty young wife has suspicions about her husband and his new secretary. Anna is in her early thirties, with a trim figure and until now had been faithful to her husband of nine years Paul.

So, just when she’d been feeling distinctly annoyed about it all, she’d met an older, but extremely handsome contractor at work. Geoff had immediately taken a fancy to her and, devil that he was, had been intent on seducing her from first sight.

That was this morning. Now it was late afternoon, and a lot had happened since they’d first been introduced by her boss!

This is part 2 of 3.

Constructive comments and scores are always welcome, but regardless, I sincerely hope that you enjoy……….

Duke)

Part 2

———————— Texting The Husband

So, where did I get to?

Yes, that’s right…. it was late afternoon yesterday and it had been a strange day to say the least. A fucking strange day, and I emphasize the use of the ‘F-word’!!

Would things have been different if I’d not had a row with my husband, Paul, before going to work, convinced that he was fucking his pretty new secretary on a regular basis? Would things have been different if I’d not been introduced to our new contractor, Geoff, and not come under his almost hypnotic spell?

I mean, he’s a good few years older than my early thirties, but he’s handsome and looked fit, even in his work suit…..and then there’d been the words he’d whispered into my ear when we’d been introduced this morning that had almost paralysed me. Basically he’d said that he intended to fuck me senseless during the day and then walked casually off with my boss!!

And, by tea time, I’d been in his hotel room all afternoon, and he’d been well on his way to achieving that incredibly unlikely feat!

It had seemed so surreal!!

So, there we’d been, in his plush bedroom after we’d finally got dressed again after hours of incredible love making, and I’d been standing in front of him demanding my panties back! I was wearing my pleated grey work skirt, simple ivory blouse over a lacy white bra and white hold-up stockings, but missing a key part of my underwear, which he’d been twiddling around his fingers possessively.

Then he’d made yet another outrageous proposition!

Just when I’d finally come to terms with the fact that, for the first time in my married life, I’d had extramarital sex, and such a lot of it, and officially become an unfaithful wife he’d caught me off guard yet again. I’d been partially comforted by the fact that at least my husband wouldn’t know as I’d be home for tea, but then Geoff had asked me, with a twinkle in his eye, if I should maybe text Paul and tell him that I would be ‘working’ late!

Given that I’d just accused my husband of having an affair and using the same excuse, it had seemed likely that he’d see through that particular ruse straight away.

But suddenly I’d made up my mind up. Frankly, I just didn’t care at that moment what my husband knew or thought. The prospect of more wonderful sex with this magical and seemingly untiring man was making me feel giddy again.

I’d shaken my head in wonder at myself as I’d pulled my phone out of my handbag and opened up messaging. I may not have been quite as diplomatic as I could have been though!

“Hey Cheat, – am wrkng l8 tnite don’t wait up!”

“Oh really — just about to send same msg to u!”

I hadn’t been able to believe it. Evidently he was going to be making out with his secretary too!!

“Well, don’t wear her poor pussy out will u?!”

“We’re not f#ckng! Oh, and wat u doing? U never work l8!!”

It was true, I wasn’t one for doing evening shifts, none of our team were. Come four thirty and there was generally a stampede for the office door. Usually led by my boss!

So this had been a bit of a give-away really.

“Never U mind!” I’d texted back and then switched off my phone. I’d not been able to face an extended text row, and I’d been worried about what I might reveal!

Needless to say, Geoff had been pleased with my response and had immediately pocketed my flimsy white panties again!

“Hey!” I’d protested.

“I’m sure we can think of something you can do to win them back again!” he’d laughed.

I’d given him a hard look, but smiled, my mind suddenly swamped with my own erotic ideas!

—————–Early Evening Out

We’d then considered what to do.

After all that energetic sex, we’d both been starving, but neither of us felt like getting a Room Service meal, and I hadn’t fancied the posh hotel restaurant in my work clothes. With or without panties!!

So I’d suggested a cosy little, family run Italian place that wasn’t too far away and had Kuzey ankara escort been pleased when he’d agreed straight away. It was still fairly early, but I’d rung through anyway to book a table. It was a popular spot with office staff after work, but Luigi knows me quite well and we’d had no problems getting a reservation.

Then we’d caught a lift down to reception where I’d checked myself out in the big mirror. My auburn hair seemed to shine in the bright light. I’d put it into a ponytail to keep clear of my round face and I’d been surprised at how bright and lively my hazel eyes looked after the long afternoon we’d had together. He was standing beside me, tall and debonair, his handsome features in profile as he rested an arm possessively around my shoulders. It had felt so comforting. This older man was definitely good for me!!

Downstairs, we started to head outside towards the evening sunshine. As we passed the booking-in desk, I’d noted that the receptionist, Sonia was still on duty and was watching us. I’d remembered how suspicious she’d looked when I’d been asked to take up the document folder to his bedroom earlier, and I’m sure I’d blushed because I’d known what she was thinking. And she’d have been right!

Just then his mobile phone went off and he’d glanced at the display and apologised saying that he’d have to take it, moving away from me to get out of the stream of people coming and going. I’d paused as well, looking around and trying to avoid looking at ‘my’ receptionist who was beckoning me over.

In the end I’d not been able to ignore her, and sidled over to the desk where she’d leaned forward eagerly to speak to me, blue eyes sparkling and keeping her voice down low.

“Well, what’s he like in bed then?!”

“What!?” I’d gasped at the outrageous comment, before mumbling in embarrassment, “……I’m sure that I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

She’d given me a very old fashioned look of disbelief, but she was smiling in a very conspirational manner.

“Really…………??”

I’d caved in pretty quickly, deciding that it would be best to own up and get away from the interrogation.

“Well, yes he was pretty good!” I’d admitted with a grin and thinking a bit guiltily how much I’d just seriously downplayed the action!

“I knew it!!” she’d exclaimed, eyes fixed on ‘my’ man on the phone, “…..as soon as I checked him in last night, I knew that he’d be a bit of a stud! You need to let me know when you’ve finished with him and then I’ll have a go!!”

My eyes had gone wide at the brazen comment. I think that I’d been a little shocked but Sonia wasn’t even vaguely embarrassed as Geoff came over to ‘rescue’ me.

“Good evening Sir….. please let me know if there’s anything that I can do for you this evening…… anything at all……..”

Even Geoff had done a double-take at the obviously suggestive comment, especially as the blonde receptionist had pushed her shapely bust forward at the same time.

“Well thank you young lady….. I’ll be sure to let you know….. but actually my colleague here is looking after me this evening…..” he’d responded politely, with a warm smile, as he’d put an arm round my waist and steered me towards the door, to the obvious disappointment of Sonia!

We’d laughed at the obvious ‘offer’ as we’d walked hand in hand through the nearby park and chatted easily about this and that. I’d not really believed that he’d hold my hand in public, but after that sexy afternoon we’d had, I suppose that it had seemed natural enough. I’d been feeling warm and comfortable in his presence now and he’d been good at putting me at ease. I’d even stopped imagining that everyone was looking at me as though I was wearing a hat with ‘Unfaithful Wife!’ written in bold letters above me!

And looking around as we’d walked through the small, city centre park I’d been amazed at the number of young couples and teens who’d been making out on the grass and enjoying the evening sunshine. It seemed like sex was suddenly everywhere, and I’d felt a newly familiar twinge between my legs as I’d thought about the evening ahead!

I’d had another surprise when we’d passed a row of classy clothing shops. Something had caught his eye and with no further ado he’d steered me into one and persuaded me to let him buy me a present! Somehow it had seemed typical of the man. He was clearly a generous soul and had even more clearly enjoyed me trying on various items before making a final selection. It was that type of shop!

—————————- Evening Meal

When we arrived at Luigi’s we’d been a few minutes late, but that hadn’t bothered the small, rather rotund man in his spotless butchers apron as he’d shepherded us in. His round face always seemed to be smiling and me, as a regular customer, got the special treatment. He’d raised his eyebrows slightly as he’d taken in my companion and I’m sure that I’d flushed again as I’d realised that this was probably the first time that I’d come with Maltepe escort a man that wasn’t my husband. When would I stop feeling that everyone seeing me knows that I’m in the middle of an extramarital affair I’d thought in consternation!

But if Luigi was thinking that he was way too polite to say anything, and I’d actually had the feeling that he might have approved of my choice of lover even if he had! Whatever the reason, he’d guided us to a very discreet table in a dark little alcove, and lit a couple of candles to make the whole effect incredibly romantic!

“Mmmm, nice place,” Geoff had muttered as Luigi left us with our drinks order and a couple of menus, “……..you know, I think that Luigi ‘knows’!”

“Oh God, I hope not!” I’d gasped in horror, not that I thought that he’d ever be indiscreet and tell Paul!

“Oh dear,” he’d smiled, “I hope that you’re not ashamed of me!”

I’d been flustered and muttered an apology, which he’d brushed aside with a laugh and put a reassuring hand on my knee.

“Don’t be silly…….just kidding!”

I’d shaken my head as I’d smiled back at him. Why oh why did he make me feel like a giddy schoolgirl I’d wondered in exasperation!

But then something else had taken my attention. We were sat at a square table, but not opposite each other, which made it easy for the hand that he’d placed on my knee under the table to begin to creep slowly up my thigh as we studied the menu. My eyes were suddenly flashing around guiltily to see if anyone could see that it had now crept under my skirt hem and was playing around with my stocking tops! Fortunately they couldn’t, which was just as well as his fingers had soon moved on to caress the bare skin above my stockings. Now that really had sent shivers down my spine!

I ‘d been staring into space and my breathing had stopped as they continued to journey upwards getting tantalising close to my tingling pussy, still in a state of disbelief that he was going to ‘finger’ me in public. And, seeing that my panties were still in his pocket, there was nothing to protect my quivering sex from them!

Not that I’d really wanted them to stop, and I’d given him a confused, pleading glance as he’d ignored my distress and continued to study the gaily coloured menu. After what seemed like an age, I’d been unable to stifle a gasp and my eyes had widened as I’d felt his fingertips completed their quest and start to explore my thatch triggering a new wave of pleasure from between my legs. Instinctively, I’d opened my legs a little and practically invited him to explore my dark, oily slit. Which he’d done with enthusiasm!

My groan of happiness at the surge of hot feelings that his marauding fingers had generated was rudely interrupted by the approach of our host again.

“Are you feeling okay Miss Anna?” he’d said, sounding concerned, presumably because of my flushed face and rather spaced out expression

“Oh, errrr…fine thanks Luigi…” I’d eventually managed to mumble, almost sighing with a mixture of relief and disappointment as my persecutor finally withdrew his hand from under my skirt, but leaving my pussy throbbing!

“I think that her mouth is probably watering, just like mine, at the thought of all this delicious looking food, I don’t think that I’ve seen a better Italian menu anywhere!” Geoff had said to rescue me from my moment of flustered panic. Have I said how good he is with people!

It worked on Luigi though, his big smile was back on his face immediately on the back of the compliment, as he’d given us the bottle of wine that we’d ordered and then took our food order away.

“Sorry about that Anna,” he’d whispered confidentially as he poured the wine, “but I just had to make sure that everything was alright down there!”

“And was it?” I’d responded, a little sharply, partly because of the assault on my pussy, and partly because he’d not finished the job!

“Oh, running like a river!” he’d grinned happily, referring to my dripping wet vagina.

“Mmm, I’m glad you thought so,” I’d replied with a mischievous grin as I let my hand rest on the slight bulge in his pants, “….perhaps I’d better check this out too then,” I’d added.

Then I’d caressed it into a much bigger bulge, and given it a friendly squeeze as my imagination had run riot again.

He’d sucked in a quick breath at the revenge squeeze as his hardness intensified.

“Hey, steady on Anna, I won’t be able to stand up again if you go on like that!”

“You complaining?”

“Well no, obviously……….. but maybe we’ll need to pace ourselves a bit!” he’d responded thoughtfully as he’d carefully removed my hand and taken a sip of wine.

We’d spent the next ten minute or so chatting happily as we’d waited for our food, but then he’d noticed that I was staring at the elaborate gold wedding ring that he was wearing. He’d asked me with a smile if it worried me and when I’d gone a bit flustered again, he’d explained how his wife and he had had an ‘open’ marriage Mamak escort for some time, and how it suited them both because they’d come to realise that they both enjoyed having other sexual partners from time to time.

“We’d both had affairs in our marriage before we came to this decision, so it was probably either that or divorce I suppose,” he’d added wistfully, “….and I’m so glad that we have!”

He’d gone on to explain that they had a few rules to abide by.

No Relatives, no close friends, no emotional entanglements and, finally, that they’d tell each other all the details after any particular affair. Then he’d picked up his phone and shown me a screensaver picture of a gorgeous, raven haired woman whose dark grey eyes and mischievous grin positively jumped out of the screen. Anna had had to admit that his wife was a seriously beautiful older woman.

“So….she doesn’t mind us………”

“No, she’s probably expecting a call soon to tell her who I’m with!” he’d laughed and then taken Anna by surprise as he taken a quick snap of her with his phone. And before she’d been able to react he’d sent it off to his wife!!

“Hey stop….you can’t do that!” I’d gasped, but it was too late and almost immediately his phone buzzed with a response. He’d turned it round to show me the message.

‘Wow……. she’s a pretty young woman… I hope that you’ve satisfied her and that you’re treating her well!’

I’d been flabbergasted at the cheek of him and I’d grabbed the phone off of him, before I’d quickly sent of a response, hoping to get him in trouble.

‘I can assure you that I’m well satisfied thank you, and that he’s promised to do me again later this evening’

‘Well, good for him…. and you too I hope Anna… he’s pretty amazing in bed isn’t he? Try not to wear him out too much though…. I’ll be expecting him to give me a good seeing to when he gets home! Oh and tell him not to forget a picture!’

My eyebrows had probably shot up to the roof. She obviously hadn’t been fazed by my response and what was that about a picture? She’d already got one!

“Oh, she likes to have a nude shot as well……. sometime this evening perhaps?” he’d clarified.

“Not a chance buster!!” I’d gasped.

He’d just laughed though and let it drop because the food had just started to arrive.

We’d tucked in hungrily for a while, enjoying the delicious food before he’d started to show me how good he was at multi-tasking. His pasta dish was one that he could manage with a fork, which left his other hand free, and it didn’t take long before it was sliding up my thigh and under my skirt again!

I’d rolled my eyes as I’d looked at him with a pained expression at the sudden intrusion, but that had changed gradually to one of lust and desire as his fingers had got busy on my bare pussy and started to work expertly on my tingling slit again! Annoyingly, he’d just looked innocently around him as he’d eaten, as if nothing was happening. At the same time however, I’d been having to try and eat, keep my arousal levels in check and avoid looking in any way concerned by what was happening under the table!

And that had been really, really difficult as he’d spent the next quarter of an hour or so making me wriggle on the seat as he took possession of my pussy and worked tantalisingly on my clit and vagina, fingers seemingly everywhere, inside and out, sending me into a kind of helpless, euphoric state of bliss!

————————- A Special Desert

My erotic fantasies had eventually been interrupted though by a very apologetic looking Luigi who’d arrived at our table looking as flustered as I’d been feeling. For a horrible second I’d gone into a panic that he’d come over to complain about our under-table activities!

He’d been quite disconsolate about a problem that had happened in the kitchen which meant that our desert courses, one of which was a favourite of mine, wouldn’t be available for fifteen or twenty minutes. He’d been almost tearful in his apologies, but had had the good business sense to bring over a complimentary bottle of wine with which he’d hoped that we’d forgive him for the inconvenience.

It hadn’t been a disaster of course and Geoff had soon convinced him that we were happy to wait a little longer for such good food! I’d rewarded that piece of diplomacy by slipping down the front zipper of his trousers under the table and slipping a hand inside to give his ‘crown jewels’, a friendly little fondle! His sudden start and stifled exclamation of surprise had been worth the delay in the food all by itself!

And the way that his cock had hardened at my touch had set my breathing deepening and I’d soon felt encouraged to extract it and begin to work my delicate fingers up and down its impressive, throbbing length. That really had caught his attention as he’d tried to concentrate on pouring our wine! It had been a gorgeous revenge for the way that he’d been tantalising me, and my pussy in particular, during the first course!

Eventually he’d had to swallow hard and reached down to remove my mischievous fingers and, with some difficulty, put his tool back inside his pants. He’d then announced, rather haughtily I’d thought, that he’d need to visit the bathroom.

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