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Nick dropped me off at our front gate; it was a brief goodbye, see you later. I dragged my suitcase through the door and shouted my husbands name “Hey Greg, you there honey?”

“Yep…I’m here sweetheart, preparing you a nice home coming meal, wine, candles the lot…real romantic”

Tears ran down my face as I rushed through to the kitchen…seeing his beautiful smiling face made my heart flutter, like a young teenage schoolgirl. I flung my arms around his neck, pulled his mouth and lips to mine, hugged and kissed him with so much passion.

“Oh god I love you, I love you, I love you…and I’ve missed you so much” I declared.

“Whowa hey if this is how it’s gona be every time you go away for a few days, perhaps you should go away more often” was his reply, a broad welcoming smile on his handsome face.

I did love him. I loved him as much now as I did when we married seven years ago; perhaps I loved him more now. So if that was the case why did I have an affair with a work colleague this weekend? God if I could only wind back the clock…but I guess I’m not the first to make that statement, nor will I be the last.

Nick Wills and I had worked together for three years, we were good buddies, and a buddy is all I thought we were. Oh he was good looking, charming and courteous in every way, another time in another place and if I did not already have the perfect guy I could have been tempted. I always thought it was about time he had himself a girlfriend, but any spare time we had he spent hanging around me, that one drink at “Billings Bar” before going home. We always had other team members with us so no one could specifically say “Oh they are having and affair” I left when most of the others left. I should have been more vigilant, read the signs better, after all I was a woman and women normally see these things better than guys.

We’d been doing this for three years, never a foot wrong. Oh there were harmless flirtations a dig here a jibe there, but that was the way Nikki was with all the females and we all enjoyed having our egos stroked from time to time…he was a fun guy and I loved him…as a good friend…but then so did most of the women.

We’d sat in his car waiting for the rain to abate before making a dash for the front door of the property we were about to appraise. The sound of the rain drummed heavily on the roof and down over the windscreen and windows. The car was starting to steam up. I felt a warm lingering kiss on my cheek. The gesture gave me a small electrical buzz, then I pulled away from him

“Hey what’s that for, what you doing?” I demanded.

“Oh god sorry…sorry I shouldn’t have done that…I’m sorry” he pleaded.

“What’s gotten into you Nikki?” I asked.

“God don’t you know…haven’t you realized….I’m in love with you….I have been from the first time I met you….I’m sorry I couldn’t hold it back any longer I had to tell you”

Silence followed…It had been so sudden…so unexpected…although now thinking back it shouldn’t have been.

I took hold of his hand and gently and lovingly squeezed it.

“Sorry Nick…but I’m married and you know how I feel…how much I love my husband Greg…he’s my whole world. I only have room in my heart for one man…I do love you Nick, but not in the way you want me too…you’re my number two guy in my life…my buddy and that’s about it…if you like I can team up with someone else” I squeezed his hand again.

He was dejected and embarrassed. “No…no I’d sooner keep you as a work buddy, if that’s alright with you….I’ve said and told you what I wanted you to know…so if we’re still pals let’s go value this house eh?” he said.

I reached across and gave him a kiss on the cheek “Yeh partner lets’ go”

What had happed that day did not go away, it harassed and haunted me. I found at times whilst making love with my most precious husband Greg, fleeting moments of Nick’s face where Greg’s face should be. I closed my eyes and thoughts, shaking my head to clear away the pictures. I started to have dreams about him, I’d wake up sweating, and my heart pounding, each dream seemed so real. I’d turn to Greg and cuddle up to his warm body, reassuring myself all was well between us..

Apart from my own thoughts and dreams, all was well at work. Nick behaved as the perfect gentleman, never putting a foot wrong or making any untoward advances.

The yearly conference came along. I like most of the other staff had put my name down for it. We all enjoyed our get away and the interesting speakers who always managed to motivate us and remind us of all the little things we should be doing, but somehow forgot or got out of the habit in doing. I’d attended the past four years so this year was no different and Greg encouraged me to attend. ‘I’d spend the day’s before hand baking and fixing a few meals for him to last over the short period I’d be away. Not that I needed to, Greg was a great cook in his own right…it just helped ease my guilty conscience at leaving the poor dear all by himself.

I traveled with Nick and two other of the sales team in Nick’s car. I’d always volunteered to share the driving, but Nick being a typical male didn’t like to be driven by a female, we just weren’t good enough…men made better drivers, or so he thought…it’s a man thing…like the remote control for the TV.

The conference had been good and lived up to its expectation. The speakers and motivators had been top quality as promised and we all vowed we’d be better and do better over the coming months ahead.

We all mingled with other sales members from other districts at the end of the conference. The room was busy, noisy. Each trying to shout above the other. I’m sure you’ve all had that experience. It was eventually decided we take some drinks up to Nick’s room where we could relax and enjoy a more civilized conversation…a bit anti social perhaps…but hey we’d had a few days already talking bullshit to one another.

Ties and collars were undone, shoes both men’s and women’s discarded and people just flopped where they could, any available chair or on the bed…wine and beer was distributed and when it ran out more was ordered. We all talked shit for a couple of hours…laughed and joked…the conference had ended and we would start work again once we returned home….but tonight it was fun time. We all got a little tipsy, some more than others and the talk became slurred. As sleep started to take over we all started to take our leave and one by one we each left Nicks room. I searched for my shoes but couldn’t find them…Jenny who had waited patiently for me, eventually bid us goodnight and departed.

“Ah…there they are” I said, eventually spying one of them under the bed. I put them on, got to my feet and staggered toward the door. My legs didn’t seem to want to support me and I stumbled. Nick the ever gentleman caught me in his arms. There was a silent moment as we looked into one another’s eyes…nothing was said and my heart started to pound, faster and faster. I felt Nick’s hold on me tighten and slowly our mouths came together until our lips met, it was a slow and easy kiss to start with, becoming more and more passionate, until we were almost eating each other. Our tongues danced together, and I felt breathless, fighting for air. My heart pounding and pounding in my chest. I wanted to fight him, push him away, tell him NO…NO…NO…but the words somehow got stuck in the back of my throat. His hand gently crushed and squeezed my breast; it became firm and the nipple even harder and started to tingle, sending a delightful shudder through my body.

“Oh, Nick….Nick…Nick” I murmured, as his fingers undid the buttons on my blouse, pulling it open, his hands slid around my back and undid my bra, one returning to cup my breast, crushing and kneading it, finger and thumb twirling around the nipple, my mind went blank and another delightful shudder ran head to toe…I thought I was going to cum. He continued to hold me and kiss me, whilst at the same time he was undressing me. The shoes I’d put on not long before I kicked off….I wasn’t going to need them for a while. My skirt tumbled to the floor, the only piece of clothing to remain were my panties and right about now his hand was down the front of them, his fingers gently touching the contours of my wet pussy…then they were inside me.

“Oh god Nick no…please” I murmured, but I didn’t mean it and he didn’t believe me anyway. I don’t really think parting your legs for easy access sends the right message.

Slowly but surely he guided me toward the bed. I felt myself floating through the air as we tumbled backward. The kissing continued as he at the same time undressed himself, unbuttoning shirt and shrugging out of it, unbuckling belt and unzipping trousers, twisting, pulling, tugging until they were off. Then he tugged and pulled and my pants off, before tugging and pulling his own off. Now I felt his warm naked body against my own his hard flesh against my flesh and not once had he let up on the kissing…now I was his…his to do whatever he wished or willed me to do for him and my heart continued to pound…pound…. pound.

His hands, caressing and massaging my body, were bringing sensation to my breasts. Both of his hands cupped my full breasts, teasing my erect nipples. I couldn't believe the delicious sensations shooting through me every time he lightly pinched a nipple.

He continued kissing me, and as I became intoxicated by his talented fingers on me, I moaned and opened my mouth wide to welcome his tongue. We kissed like that for some time, and I could feel that delicious tension rising in my pussy. I knew I'd soon get relief. His hand was down between my legs, and pressing against my erect clit. My pussy was wet and eager for his hard penis.

Oh god…oh god oh, I'm cuming, ohhhhh!" I held myself rigid for moments, while the electricity ran through my body, then I slowly slumped against the soft mattress, as his fingers delved deeper inside my wet pussy. It was intoxication…just like intoxication on alcohol…I was drifting…. drifting…lost in the sea of euphoria.

I felt the weight of his body on mine as he slid on top of me…pushing me deeper into the soft mattress. I felt the hardness of his penis against my groin and thighs, his knees between my legs every so gently pushing them apart, myself giving no resistance, allowing my legs to be pushed apart. The hard head of his penis against my pussy lips, spreading them, my vagina surrendering to the intruder, wanting it to go deeper, harder. Gently…ever so gently he pushed inward…inch by inch, until he had no more to give, then the gentle movement…back and forth, stimulating my clit…oh dear god he was fucking me.

“Oh god Sara…Sara…I do so love you my darling” He moaned as he fucked and fucked me…the steady rhythm of his ass between my legs, sending his rock hard cock deep inside me.

I clung to him, fingers digging and biting into his flesh as wave after wave of beautiful euphoria ran through my body.

His thrusting abruptly stopped... he continued lying on top of me, his prick still buried deep inside me. I closed my eyes and, for a minute drifted in the pool of euphoria

Then he continued, his thrusting tempo and my own hip's meeting his...slamming his member in and out of me. We were at it again...

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I was cuming again. When I thought I couldn't take it any more, another wave of that torturing pleasure would sweep over me.

My hands were clasping his taut ass and I felt his muscles tighten and begin to flinch. He was going to cum in me! And that’s what I wanted...I wanted him to shoot in to me, fill me, I felt my pussy tighten ready to receive the explosion...my pussy was now ready for his cum. His cock throbbed, vibrating my clit...my god, I began cuming again...and at the same time his warm cum filled my very innards.

We lay there, still coupled together by his cock as the final dregs drained from him, both our hearts pounding in unison.

He brushed the hair from my brow, smiled and gently kissed me.

“Mmmmm I do so love you Sara…I really do”

I couldn’t reply in truth that I loved him…. Moments ago I was in total euphoria…nothing else seemed to matter but that moment. Well now that moment had passed…it was over. I was now feeling remorse flowing in…oh dear god what had I done…all for that one fleeting moment of lust and desire…how could I have been so stupid. I’d betrayed my husband Greg…the man I loved and treasured more than anything else.

Nick’s hand brushed through my hair, his face bathed in a beautiful warm smile, his lips gently brushed my lips and again he whispered the words “I love you so much Sara”. I felt his cock slip from inside me and I turned on my side.

Yes I know I should have left there and then, told him that it had all been a terrible mistake, that I should never have allowed it to happen…but the truth is I didn’t. I lay there blaming myself, calling myself all the possible names imaginable…names like slut, whore, because that’s how I felt right then. I felt Nicks arm around my waist, his hand move to my breast, feeling and massaging it. The contour of his warm body against mine as he snuggled up to me…my tears were rolling down my cheeks and onto the pillow. I squeezed the hand that squeezed my breast as if solace would come from the man I’d just committed adultery with.

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Nick couldn’t believe his luck. He was here with this lovely creature, the one woman he loved and desired more than any other in the whole wide world. He’d fucked her…actually fucked her, no it wasn’t a dream or a fantasy…one of the many he’d had about her…this had been real. He was lying close to her, the warmth of her body next to his…her delicious smell. It was a perfume that had drifted to his nostrils at work. He craved this moment every time he saw her, every time she walked past him. He’d wanted and desired her so much it actually hurt. He’d eventually had to tell her how he felt about her, hoping that maybe she could make a little room in her heart for him and now she had. He knew how much she loved her husband Greg…but he also surmised she had love for him and he warmed to this knowledge.

He felt a stirring in his loins again, his cock was getting harder and harder. He pulled and pressed it against Sara…Sara his lover, held he body tight against his, pushing her on her stomach. She tried to resist, saying no…no…we mustn’t…don’t. But she was bound and obliged to say that, he was now her lover and she needed to help her guilty conscience.

Oh god the contour of her bum and buttocks felt good…soft yet firm. His hard cock fitted nicely in the crack between them…it traced the crack down between her legs. Using his knees he prised her legs apart. They parted surprisingly easy, showing how willing she was…oh yes she wanted him all right. “No Nick don’t…please don’t” he heard her say…but he knew she didn’t mean it, besides the head of his cock was just inside of her warm pussy…and he continued to push and push until he was all the way in.

“Oh god you are just magnificent Sara” he said as he started to fuck…fuck…and fuck. His ass rose and fell…. rose and fell…time and time again. He felt the steady rhythm rebound off the bed and mattress…the slight squeak of his movement. “God her tits feel warm and full,” he thought as he squeezed them. That was another thing he liked about Sara…her breasts…they were so full and so firm. She teased and taunted him with them at work…leaning over his desk like that, at times he could almost see the nipples. The way she flashed her legs and thighs at him, sitting on the edge of his desk, that nice tight ass of hers and him trying to hide the erection he had from view of everyone in the office and now here he was fucking her…for the second time. “Oh yes sweetheart I got your message…loud and clear” he said to himself. She loved him and that’s all that mattered and it made everything all right as he continued to thrust into her.

“Oh baby…baby…I love you…I love you” he kept declaring. He was going to cum soon…he took great delight in cuming inside her…it was the least he could do for her…god how he’d love to give her a baby…well maybe one day perhaps…just one step at a time…. just one step at a time.

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“Oh god…why…why…why?” I kept saying to myself. Nick’s cock was inside me again and he was fucking me with passion…. a greater passion than before. I’d tried to resist him…stop him, but to no avail. I knew I’d sent the wrong message to him and now I was paying for that stupidity. I should have realized his feeling toward me…god I’d worked with him long enough…somehow I had to bring him back down to earth…all this was just a silly mistake…a silly mistake I’d made. He was really making his cock work this time…thrusting harder and deeper, his hot breath at my neck…his grunts and groans. “Huh…huh…huh…” accompanied each inward thrust…squeezing my breasts…pulling himself inside of me…my pussy was starting to feel raw and tender from his continuous pounding and then I felt his body stiffen, his cock pulsate inside me as his cum began to flow and then the words of endearment…telling me how much he loved me and how wonderful life was going to be for both of us from now on.

Oh god if only I could wind back the clock, start afresh…make everything as it used to be…if only…if only…. if only, but things were never going to be the same again.

I resumed my position of lying on my side. Nicks arm once more around my waist, his hand cupping my breast…his words of endearment ringing in my ear and then sleep…blessed sleep.

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I slowly came out of a deep sleep…like rising from the watery depths to the surface…the face hovering above me was that of Nick and then I realized he was inside me. “Good morning my love…I thought this would be a good way to wake you” he said a broad smile on his face.

Oh god…it hadn’t been a bad dream…a nightmare…all that had happened had been for real. He brushed the hair from my forehead, cupped my face in his hand and gently kissed my lips. His thrusts were slow and gentle. I just didn’t know how to handle this…it was all my own doing and how was I going to tell him That it had been a big mistake…I still hadn’t come up with an answer.

His cock pulsed and throbbed again and again as he shot his load into me.

I wasn’t really listening to his spoken words endearment, all I wanted to do was get away, shower and pack.

“I’ve got to go Nick….I mustn’t be caught here in your room like this” I said, pushing away from the bed. I knew he was watching my naked form as I searched for my clothes.

“You know you have the nicest of ass’s sweetheart” lying on his side and propped up on one arm, head in hand. “I guess I’m gona be seeing a lot more of that ass in the future”

Oh god no…. I’ve got to get out of here, I thought.

As I dressed he went to the bathroom wrapped a towel around himself and caught me just as I was about to leave.

“Mmmm, we’ll catch up later honey….I do love you” he said, then put his arms around me held me tight and kissed me.

“Yes…yes we’ll catch up later” I relied and taking a peak before leaving, scurried across the corridor, swiped my key card and stepped inside my room. I lay back against the door…my head in a whirl, tears streaming down my face. The room seamed remarkably cool and quiet…just the gentle hum of air conditioning. Now I had all the time in the world to reflect on my foolishness…and the betrayal of my husband Greg. In some ways I’d betrayed Nick as well…we’d been great buddies…buddies only, now I had given him hope, hope that there was something there for him. I know I should have come straight out and told him. “Look it was just a one night stand…a silly fling and a string of other excuses” but some how I couldn’t come out and tell…no more than I could tell Greg about my affair with Nick

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Nick gave a little dance around his room, whistling and humming a cheerful tune. He was in a good mood…. no he was in a great mood. He still could not believe his luck, god he’d given up all hope of ever getting to fuck her and yet it had happened…it had happened right here in his room last night, he’d actually fucked the woman of his dreams and fantasies, the woman he was in love with…memories still fresh in his mind. He could recall in every intimate detail just how good it felt when he slipped his cock inside her. He closed his eyes and brought back that particular moment. “Ohhhhh god” he moaned softly to himself, he was getting a hard on thinking about it.

She loves me…she must love me, other wise she would never have done it would she? He asked himself…with nobody else to argue with he could get all the right answers he wanted. Of course she loves you, you silly fool, otherwise she would never have opened up her legs for you would she. Did she say no…did she try to resist at any time…well only briefly, but she didn’t mean it, she still let you inside her didn’t she?

Yeh that’s right, he replied to the little voice inside his head…she loves me and he continued to whistle and hum merrily, then bursting into song when the hot shower ran over his body.

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Whilst the hot shower helped cleanse my body, it did little for my mind and what I was thinking about myself. Well the damage was done; there was no reverse gear on this. It was all forward from now on. I would have to handle it as it unfolded.

Normally I, like the others, always had a full breakfast on that final morning a bit of everything…this morning it was a piece of fruit…which I picked at and a cup of coffee…I had no appetite. Nick came and sat right next to me…I guess now I was his best girl…or so he thought. As the meal progressed and the conversation flowed, mostly about the conference I felt Nicks hand on my leg, slowly working up to my thigh, gripping and stroking it. I let him have his moment. From where we sat no one could see what he was doing and I wasn’t going to cause a scene…it was the last thing I wanted or indeed needed. I finished my coffee and then excused myself, saying I was going to check out and get some fresh air.

The lobby was full of other guests also checking out. I slowly made my way to the desk, handed the girl my card.

“There you go Mrs. Stamford all done…. thank you…I trust you had a nice stay and the room was to your liking”

“Yes…yes all very good and most educational” I replied.

There were two others sharing a lift with Nick…thank goodness. My thoughts during the journey back were elsewhere.

“You seem quiet Sara…too much wine last night?” It was Heather.

“Yes…yes I must have over indulged…a Panodol and a good nights sleep will put me back on track” I replied.

I was glad I was the second one to be dropped off. I didn’t want to be left alone with Nick. When he helped me with my bags, I knew what he was thinking; he had a smile on his face. “I’ll see you at work sweetheart” he whispered, and then looking toward the house said, “I’m feeling jealous already”

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Greg and I made wonderful love that night…I tried not to let Nicks face and what we had done together spoil my homecoming. I took the next week off work, sighting a sudden virus, must have picked it up at the conference I said to my boss. My cell phone rang a few times but when I saw it was Nick I ignored it.

Of course I had to eventually return to work and I tried my best to keep clear of Nick as best I could. He must have known something wasn’t quite right. I’d been avoiding him and had said little or nothing to him since returning to work. The boss gave us a property to go and visit. Seeing as there was only Nick and I on duty I was delegated to go with him. When we reached a quiet spot he stopped the car. He took a moment or two to collect his thoughts then turned his attention to me.

“What’s wrong darling…you’ve been awfully quiet recently and I’ve missed you?”

Before I could reply he placed one arm around my shoulder, the other encircled my waist and he drew me close…his lips were upon my lips and a kiss that was as passionate as ever I’d had before. My heart started to pound, a moment of excitement, a tingle in my groin area. I responded to his kiss, his hand was up my skirt, squeezing and stroking my thigh.

“NO….NO….NO” I screamed “We can’t do this, we should never have done it in the first place” I said, pushing him away from me.

His face was devoid of all feelings…completely passive…nothing.

“I don’t think you mean that my love….I think you know deep down…you do love me and want me, just as much as I want you, we both know it…why don’t you want to admit it” he asked, continuing to stroke my thigh.

“NO and I mean NO” I replied, stopping his fingers from working under the elastic on my panties. My heart was beating fast and my pussy was starting to become a little wet…if I let him go any further he would know how much I wanted it.

He pulled away from me…looking straight ahead through the windscreen, the first flicker of a smile on his face.

“I know you Sara…I know you better than you think…we have a lot of business that needs to be completed…it will happen, trust me on that…sooner or later it will happen” Then he started the car.

Oh god what had I done…what Pandora’s box had I opened…the Jeannie was not going to go back in the bottle…not now…not ever.