My second attempt at finding a lover was a bit more successful but still left me wondering if this sex outside of marriage was worth the trouble.
A co-worker had been hitting on me for months and it kind of became a regular thing with us. He would constantly proposition me and sometimes whisper things he’s like to do to me and I took great pleasure is shooting him down.
After my husband gave me permission to date other men I began to look at Jason differently. He was about my age married with three beautiful kids and though I had only met his wife once she seemed nice enough though very plain looking.
I always thought that Jason was less than serious about wanting to cheat on his wife with me. I figured it was just his way of injecting a little fun into the otherwise boring routine of our daily jobs. I decided to test him one day.
Jason and I often ate lunch together in the break room but I decided that I needed a little more intimacy for what I was about to spring on him.
“Let’s go out for lunch today,” I suggested.
“I don’t know,” he said, “I brought a sandwich today and I don’t think I have but five bucks in my wallet.”
“That’s okay. It’ll be my treat,” I said.
“I can’t, really.”
“Don’t be a jerk. Come on take me to lunch. I always wanted a ride in your minivan. Just to McDonalds, come on,” I teased.
“Okay, but I’m eating my sandwich,” he said. He walked me to his car and opened the passenger side door for me. The Van was immaculate. Not at all what I expected since all I have to look at from my cubical is his messy desk.
“Nice ride,” I teased.
“Hey, it holds the family and it’s paid for,” he said.
“No kidding, nice ride. I expected it to look like your desk at work.”
“My wife vacuums it out every weekend,” he admitted.
“Oh, lucky you,” I said.
“Yeah,” he said.
“My husband says I can fuck anyone I want as long as I’m careful.”
“As long as your careful,” he repeated.
“That’s what I said,” I agreed.
“What does that mean exactly?”
“I guess it means I can fuck you if you want me.”
“Jeezz Wendy, what are you saying here?”
“I’m saying that you’ve been hitting on me for months now and I’m calling your bluff. Do you want me or are you just all talk.”
“No, I mean, I really want you but my wife isn’t going to give me permission or anything so we will have to be careful.”
“Like my husband said, as long as I’m careful.”
“We could rent a room after work.”
“No good, Anne calls me when I don’t come home on time. And she pays the credit card bills.”
“I can pay for the room.”
“No, I can’t let you do that.”
“We could meet on the weekend maybe at the beach or something.”
“No, too easy to get caught on the beach.”
“What if I could have you over the house when Jim’s not home some night and you could tell your wife that you are at my house playing cards or something. This way if she calls you’ll really be there and it won’t cost us anything.”
“Okay, then what nights does Jim go out, usually.”
“I don’t know, it depends like what night is best for you?”
“Tuesday, nights are good. Junior has football practice Monday, Wednesday and Friday.”
“Okay, then this Tuesday at say 7:OO o’clock.”
“Yeah, this Tuesday at seven.” I finished my cheese burger and looked at my watch. We only had a few minutes to get back to work. I kissed Jason on the cheek and handed him a photo I printed on my computer at home. It was a close-up shot of my pussy. “Just so you know what’s waiting for you Tuesday night,” I said.
The rest of the week flew by and though it took some persuading I got Jim to agree to go out Tuesday night. He had no problem with me inviting Jason over for sex but he didn’t want to leave the house to accommodate him. I convinced him that it was necessary and he gave it up. Jim would go to a local sports bar and watch the game until I called him.
Jason arrived at 7:00 on the nose. The picture I gave him had the desired effect and he was immediately all over me at my front door. He tried to bend me over the lazy boy in the living room and got even more encouraged when he found out that I wasn’t wearing any panties under my slinky dress.
I convinced Jason to wait and take me to the bedroom. Once there we got naked as quickly as we could and fell entwined onto the bed. Jason’s cock was rock hard and he had no problem slipping it into my very ready pussy.
The sex with Jason was very animated and though I never came close to getting there he did last a good while but then something really strange happened. Jason stiffened up and screamed as he came inside me but immediately after he came his attitude changed completely.
He was like Jeckle and Hyde. One minute he had total lust for me and the next minute it was like I was a leaper or something. He pushed his way off of me and grabbed his clothes heading for the door.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, What did I do? I blocked his way out of the house and he got really angry.
“Get out of my way,” he said.
“Please,” I pleaded, “what’s wrong?” He wouldn’t tell me and he left with tires screaming down my driveway.
I called Jim in tears and he came home. I was distraught about the whole thing and I couldn’t imagine what I had done to hurt Jason so badly that he would act like that.
The next day at work Jason wouldn’t look at me. It was like I was some kind of monster or something. I stopped him as he went to his car after work.
“Please, tell me what I did. I don’t know what I did but all I want to do is apologize to you for what ever it was.”
“You didn’t do anything,” he said.
“I must have done something to make you leave like that.”
“You didn’t do anything. I’m the one who did something.”
“What, what did you do?”
“I cheated on my wife and that’s not who I am,” he said, as he pushed passed me and got into his car.
I just stood there in shock. “How could he blame me for that,” I thought. I went home and told my husband and he explained it to me.
He said that men are as much ruled by their hormones as are women. He said that when Jason was making love to me he was flooded with testosterone and wasn’t thinking about anything but his immediate needs. Once he came he lost his hormones and was flooded with guilt instead. It was that guilt that made him act the way he did.
What I realized from this experience is that extra-marital sex isn’t for everyone. Some people like Jason can’t deal with it. I realized that finding a lover required me to find men who were not only attracted to me but who were emotionally stable enough to enter into such a relationship. This was a lesson that I had to learn several times before it finally sunk in.
Finding men to have sex with is only half the problem. Finding men who can handle having sex with out strings and without guilt is not so easy.