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 The Good Wife, by BRob.  cheat?  cuck?

   Jody was a girl in my office, we had occasion to work together quite a
bit.  She was very attractive, but not in a way that drew much attention.
She was more of that fresh faced girl next door look.  She had a good
figure and always dressed very stylishly, and well put together.  Her
manner was pretty much all business.

   I'm Dave, I was 45 at the time, and she was around 30 I'd guess.  Jody
was married, I had been divorced from my wife for a couple of years.  We
did have occasion to work together on projects from time to time, so I did
get to know her as an extremely intelligent, funny girl.  She appeared to
still be madly in love with her husband, Eric.

   We were at the office late one evening, putting some finishing touches
on a client presentation for the next day when she got a phone call from
Eric.  I could tell there was some tension there, probably from her being
late at the office - this was something I was all too familiar with.  I
stepped out of the conference room where we had been working for a bit,
giving her a bit of privacy.

   When I returned, we set back working on the presentation, but she was
obviously distracted.  "Everything OK at home?" I asked.

   "Yeah, Eric is just being a jerk." She replied.

   "My ex used to get grumpy too when I put in the long hours, Comes with
the territory."

   We worked another couple of hours before calling it a night, she had
received several more calls from Eric, he was obviously checking up on her.


   We walked out to our cars, it was after dark so I walked with her to
hers first.

   "He thinks I'm up here having fun." Jody shared, obviously irritated. 
She was put out with him, and a bit embarrassed I think.

   "You can't blame him for wanting his sexy wife at home with him" I
replied, trying to make her feel better.  I felt her start at my words.

   "Damn!" I thought to myself, I really shouldn't have said that, that was
the kind of statement that could cause trouble.

   As we got to her car she says "Thanks Dave, you're sweet" then quick as
a flash she stepped up on her toes and kissed me on her cheek.  By the time
it sunk in she had her car door open and was starting it up.

   She gave me a big smile and a wink she drove off.  I think I must have
just been standing there dumbfounded with a stupid look on my face.

   I sat in my car reliving that moment.  Geez, I was feeling foolish,
probably making too much out of it, but god, something about that moment
overwhelmed me.  I touched my face where she kissed.  I could still feel
her hand on my arm where she steadied herself.  My heart was racing!  I
felt like I was a teenager.

   Of course the next day, it was like nothing had happened.  She was back
to usual self.  What had I expected?  Just my imagination running wild.  I
will confess I found myself watching her a little more closely.  She really
was an attractive woman!

   It was maybe 3 weeks later when we were put on another project together.
We again were working late trying to meet a deadline.  It was a very
complicated presentation and we had a hell of a lot of work to do.  It was
about 8 O'clock when our boss stepped in checking on things as he left the
office.  He was a great guy to work for, the kind of guy you wanted to do
your best for.

   He felt bad about our having to stay I guess, because he brought us an
already open bottle of wine.  "Here you go, you might as well have this
since it looks like you'll be here for a bit yet." He poured two glasses as
we worked and said his goodnights, "lock up when you leave, looks like you
are the last ones here."

   It was after 9 when we were putting the finishing touches on our work,
by then the wine was finished, and that glow you get from a couple of
glasses of wine was in Jody's eyes.  That was when her husband Eric called.
The conversation sounded pleasant enough from the end I was hearing.  She
was sitting there in a conference room chair, her shoes off, her feet
tucked up underneath her.  The last of the wine in her hand as she spoke.

   After she hung up, she just looked at me for a second before I realized
and looked up.  "Eric asked if I'm having an affair with you." she drops,
just like that.

   "What?!" I start to protest, flustered, starting to mutter something
further.

   "Don't worry about it" she added.  "He likes you."

   "But..."

   "Can I ask you something?" she interrupts...

   "Sure" I reply, mind still racing.

   "Did you mean it when you said I was sexy?"

   Oh shit!  I thought to myself, but out loud I said "Yes, absolutely."

   " Well, I told Eric when you said that, expecting him to get jealous."

   Damn, I knew that slip was going to come back and bite me.

   "I told him the context of it all, that I was pretty pissed off at him
at the time, and that it made me feel a lot better"

   "He apologized for being a jerk, and I guess I was wanting to rub it in,
so I told him that I kissed you for being so sweet."

   "I bet that really irritated him" I responded.

   She sat there, just looking down for a few long moments.  The she looked
back up at me.  "No it didn't, he wasn't mad at all.  Actually, he asked me
about 20 questions wanting to know if that was all we did"

   The she adds "Then he kissed me like he hasn't in years.  We ended up
having the best sex that night that we've had in a long time."

   Damn, I thought.  I actually understood exactly where he was coming from
here - when I had been married I had encouraged my wife to go out and
"play" with others.  But this wasn't anything I was going to share with
Jody!  I stayed quiet, amazed that she was telling me any of this.

   With that she finished her glass of wine in one swallow, stood and
walked over to me.

   "It's time for me to leave, Eric is waiting for me at home." Then she
kissed me, full on the lips.  The red wine mixed with her kiss was like
heaven.  I could feel her body against me, her breasts pressed into me, and
the way she smelled.  Her tongue pushed into my mouth.  I was instantly
hard, and wanted this girl, badly!  Ohhh geez.

   Then she turned, grabbed her purse and half ran out.  I caught my wits
just as I heard the outside door open.  I hustled out, wanting to make sure
she got out to her car safely.  OK, maybe I was wanting more than that.

   She was already driving out of the lot as I got to the door.

   I walked back in, I could feel this huge stupid smile on my face.  I
packed up our project.  I found her shoes on the floor beneath the table. I
held them in my hand, set them on the table.  Black, tall thin heels, very
hot.

   Now I know people get off on all sorts of things, mostly I've been
fairly conventional, but at that moment, these shoes were about the sexiest
thing I'd ever seen.  And, well, I was as turned on as I'd ever been.  I
stood there by that table, ran my fingers over those shoes..  Ohhh..  She
would never know if I...

   The next day Jody gave me a wink, but outwardly acted like it never
happened.  I almost wondered whether it actually had.  Over the next couple
of weeks, she did seem a little more friendly.  It was a subtle change, she
had always been friendly, but mostly just very professional.

   It was maybe a month later that we had a company party.  It was a
Christmas party, though it was in March since December was a very busy time
of year for us.  It was at a local hotel, all employees and their spouses
were invited.  About 100 people showed up I guess.

   I went alone, but ran into Jody and her husband just after arriving. 
She made sure to re-introduce me to him, and insisted that I sit at the
table with them.

   It was your typical company party, some awards giving, a talk by the
owner and such.  There was a DJ that cranked up afterwards, the dance floor
filled, and it got pretty lively.  I was standing near the bar when I saw
Jody approaching.  She asked me to dance with her.  "Eric doesn't like to
dance" she coaxed.

   I glanced over to where he was seated, he raised his glass to me in
acknowledgement.

   We danced quite a few songs, Jody turned out to be an excellent dancer.
She had on a black dress, short but not too short, very flowing and would
swing this way and that as she danced.  I realized again what an attractive
women she was.  I mean, I had always known, but somehow this was a side of
her that just added to the package.

   We sat back down at the table.  Jody immediately walked off to freshen
up.  Eric had been sitting there enjoying the open bar, perhaps a bit too
much.  We talked for a bit.  Yep, he was definitely feeling no pain.

   Jody returned and quickly realized the state Eric was in.

   "Can you help me get him upstairs?  We've got a room here for the
night."

   When we got him into the elevator, Eric pulled her to him.  It was a
drunken kiss, it felt a bit awkward standing there, as he ran his hands
over her ass, giving her drunken kisses.  She turned and looked at me "He
always gets frisky when he's drunk."

   She was standing there, half holding him up as he leaned against the
elevator wall.  I'm not sure she realized it, but her dress was up over her
ass, she had on these sexy black panties, not much but not quite a thong.

   I tried to let it slide, but I had to admit, she really did look good in
that little black dress!  She pulled herself away and he almost stumbled
onto the floor as he lost his balance.

   We helped guide him down the hall to their room and she asked me to help
get him onto the bed.

   The room was one of those semi-suites, with the door opening into a
living area that was somewhat separated from the bedroom.  By now he wasn't
very steady at all, and as we got him down onto the bed it was as if a
switch was flipped and he went out.

   I turned to leave and Jody followed.  "Thank you Dave, that would have
been difficult without your help."

   With that she motioned me over to the little couch sitting down beside
me.  She looked at me, not saying a word for a long minute.

   "Just a sec" she says, "Don't leave" then she stands and steps around
the corner toward the bedroom.  She was only gone for maybe a minute.

   "Yep, he's out cold." She says, not even trying to be quiet.  She picked
up her wine glass and swallowed all that was left in one gulp.  It made me
remember that night in the conference room, so I wasn't completely
surprised when she leaned down and planting her lips fully onto mine.

   Whoa!  This felt like trouble!  I began to protest.

   "Ssshhhh" again putting her mouth on mine, her tongue pressing.

   God this girl could kiss!  Her lips tasted like heaven!  Still this
didn't seem like a good idea at all.  I had to get out of here, now, before
I lost all reason.  I tried to free myself..

   "Shhhh" she says again, this time holding her fingers over my lips. 
"He's passed out, he'll never know."

   With that, She brings her lips close to my ear, her voice just above a
whisper: "Eric knows I'm in here seducing you, it's his idea.  He's in
there listening."

   With that she pulled back, looking me in the eye.  There was a twinkle
in hers, as if to question if I was OK with this.  She was smiling.  I had
to smile with her.  I understood this completely, I was flashing back my
desires with my ex-wife.  She would humor me, knowing how it turned me on
to think about her being unfaithful, but she would never go through with
it.

   Now the tables were turned, I had an incredibly sexy woman here,
unbuttoning my shirt.  I was about to have sex with her, and her husband
was not more than 20 feet away, probably listening to everything.

   I pulled her over on top of me, my arms wrapping around her as she
straddled my hips, causing her dress to ride up her thighs.

   I couldn't help but moan as I felt her rock her pelvis against me.  The
light was from a dim table lamp to the side.  She looked like a goddess as
she sat back, her weight pressing down onto my erection.

   She looked down at me, that mischievous smile still there.  Then she
said quietly, though loud enough that I'm sure he could hear, "Too bad Eric
passed out, I'm sure he would love some of this." She winked at me, and
slid her dress up her thighs, slowly, until she had it up above her waist.

   She wasn't wearing any panties at all!  She had gotten rid of them since
walking into the room.  Her pussy was fully bare except for a tiny patch of
hair at the top.  I'm sure my intake of breath was clearly audible.

   "You like it?" she was teasing now in a low voice.

   "God yes" was all the reply I could muster.

   "Eric shaved it for me just before we went down to the party."

   I can't explain how much this turned me on.  Maybe its because I could
identify with Eric, or that he was probably in there listening, or maybe it
was just that Jody was so incredibly sexy.  Perhaps it had something to do
with this "good girl" as I'd always thought of her acting this way, being
so naughty.

   I hadn't taken my eyes off of her, she was wet, obviously turned on. 
Holding her dress up, she lifted up onto her knees.  I knew what I wanted,
she knew what I wanted.  I slid down as she pushed her hips forward.  She
put her hand in my hair and pulled my mouth to her.

   It was like heaven.  I'd never known a pussy so sweet, so wet.  I dove
in as she ground against me.  I'm not sure but I think she had a small
orgasm right then, just seconds after I first ran my tongue into her.  But
I wasn't through, I wanted more.  I needed more.

   She was literally grinding herself against my mouth, moaning out loud.
Finally she had another orgasm, one that rolled over her such that that
there was no doubt.  She flooded my mouth with more cum than I'd ever known
a woman to have.  She pulled away, her dress gone now, and sat there still
straddling me, her face in my neck.  When she lifted her head again she
kissed me, this time tenderly, softly.  I could feel the wetness on her
face, tears.

   It was an incredible moment, one that I think about often.  One that
still never fails to make my heart skip a beat.

   "God, that was incredible" she shared.  "My turn"

   She stood completely naked and pulled me up.  She kissed me, over and
over as she unbuckled my slacks.  She didn't even wait for me to get them
completely off, they were around my ankles, my shoes still on and she sat
on the edge of the couch, running her tongue over my cock.

   Finally I was able to shed the clothing, and she pulls me deep into her
mouth, I felt the back of her throat relax, taking it a bit deeper even.

   "Mmmm." She purrs "It's bigger than Eric's"

   Don't think I'm bragging here, I'm only average, but I've never had any
complaints.

   "Fuck my mouth" she said, out loud, and once again grabs my ass, pulling
me deep into her throat.

   I take her head, and start the rhythm.  "Harder" she pleads.

   By then I am literally fucking her mouth, and she is loving it.  She has
tears rolling down her eyes.

   She must know I'm close.  She grips it in her hand, and starts stroking
it.  "Cum for me Dave.  Cum in my mouth."

   Oh god, she was slapping her face and tongue with my cock.

   "Cum in my mouth, then I'm going to go kiss my passed out husband!" she
says.  "He should have stayed up and taken care of me himself."

   With that I cum, shooting jets of cum onto her tongue, onto her lips. 
She closes her mouth about it, sucking it all down, moaning and slurping.

   She stands up, and kisses me, full on the lips, my cum, her mouth.  It
was incredibly hot and naughty.  She stood there, still holding me as I
went soft.

   "Thank you, it's time for you to go, is that ok?"

   "Can you let yourself out?" she asks, giving me one more kiss.  Then she
walks into the bedroom.

   I dressed pretty much in silence.  I did hear rustling in the other
room, and maybe the sound of kissing?  Lucky Guy I thought to myself, as I
let myself out.



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