by Ava May
I swore that I saw lust in his eyes and had to look down at the floor because it embarrassed me.
“Tell me about yourself,” he said, noticing that I was blushing, “Are you married? Children?”
That was not a topic that I wanted to talk about, but he asked and I felt compelled to be honest with him. I told him how I was married and our relationship was strained due to me gaining weight. I told him about wanting to have a job so that I would finally have something to feel good about and so that I would have an income if Josh decided to leave me.
When I finished spilling my guts, I felt like an idiot and regretted telling him anything but when I looked into his eyes I could see nothing but sadness.
“You should not feel that way,” he began stepping closer to me, “There are men out there, men like myself who would love to come home to a woman like you.”
“Men like yourself,” I said, laughing, “I am sure a man like you could have any woman that he wanted.”
Alan reached out and put his hands on my waist. “I’m going to tell you something that most people don’t know about me,” he said, “I don’t really need anyone to come in here and help me. I can get the job done without a problem, but I am tired of coming into this office all day and then going home alone. I just needed someone to keep me company.”
I could feel my heart pounding all the way up into my throat, “Then I’m your girl,” I said struggling to get the words out. I could not deny that I was attracted to this man and I was loving the feeling of his hands on my waist so much so that I could feel the moisture building between my thighs.
Alan pulled me closer, “It sounds like you are tired of being alone too,” he said. I knew that he was right. If I was honest with myself the real reason that I wanted to get a job was because I was tired of spending my days and my nights alone.
I was tired of being ignored by my husband and I was tired of feeling as if I was no longer a woman and I was no longer attractive. “You’re right,” I said my breath catching.
Alan did not waste any time, he placed both of his hands on my face and kissed me as if he had been holding back since the first moment he saw me. At first I wanted to pull away, I could not do this not to my husband. No matter what he had done to me or what he had said I was still in love with him and this was not what I was looking for when I got a job. After just a few seconds I didn’t want to pull away any longer. I enjoyed the feel of his warm hands on my face, the feel of his tongue flicking against mine and more than anything I love the way he was making me feel. I finally felt as if it were possible for a man to be attracted to me exactly the way I was.
Alan pulled back and looked me right in the eyes, “I think you are beautiful and if he does not see that then it is his problem, not yours.”
I looked down at the floor not sure if I should believe what this man was saying to me. Alan could tell that I was confused and placed his hand under my chin, lifting my face up to his. “You have nothing to feel bad about, he left you a long time ago, you’ve just been living in the same house.”
“You’re right,” I said finally realizing that there was nothing that I could do to make my husband happy. Alan did not kiss me again to my disappointment, but what he did do was get my computer set up so that I could get online and asked me if I would go get us both some coffee. He also told me to think about what he had said while I was getting the coffee.
I headed out of the office thinking that I had ruined any chance of keeping the job but was still determined to show Alan that he needed me in his office. I did think about what he had said and although I had no idea what had really changed between Josh and myself, I knew that even if I did lose 100 pounds he would not fall back in love with me.
I had been in denial for so long and it took another man kissing me for me to really understand it. That was when I decided that I was going to talk to Josh when I got home and I was going to tell him he needed to move out of the house. Alan had showed me something that I thought was impossible with that one kiss and that was that men still found me attractive and that I was still a sexual being.
I quickly grabbed the coffee and headed back to the office hoping that I would have more physical contact with Alan at some point in the day. It was something that I could not get enough of and he had left me wanting so much more.
When I walked back into the office Alan was on the phone, he motioned for me to sit his coffee down and sit across from him. As he talked on the phone I sipped my coffee and could not help but notice his constant staring. It was if he was absorbing each and every part of my body.
Alan eventually hung up the phone and looked back over at me. “Boring work stuff,” he said with a wink, “Now let’s move on to more interesting things.” Alan got up out of his chair and headed over to the door locking it. My hands began to shake, I needed this job and I needed the money so that I could get away from Josh. I had told Alan that I would do anything to keep the job but in that moment I began to wonder what anything meant.
Alan walked over to me and put his hands on the back of the chair on each side of my head. Bending down he kissed me hard and I could feel the chair leaning back.
He slid one hand into my hair and quickly slide the other one down to my breast grabbing it and giving it a gentle squeeze. I inhaled deeply as I could feel every part of my body awaken. I wanted him to rip my clothes off and take me right then but there was another part of me that was screaming to stop, that what I was doing was wrong.
I could tell by the way that Alan was kissing me that he was not going to stop so I melted into the chair allowing him to have full control over my body.
“Take all of your clothes off,” he whispered in my ear.
I looked up shocked at his request. I had not been naked in front of any other man except for my husband and had not even done that in a very long time.
Alan grabbed my hands pulling me up out of the chair and quickly removed my shirt. I instantly looked at the floor but could not help but notice the huge bulge in his pants.
Instantly I could feel that my panties were soaked and I began removing my clothes. Still self-conscious about my plump breasts, round hips and soft stomach I covered my body with my hands.
Alan grabbed my hands and wrapped them around his waist, “Do you want me,” he asked.
There was no denying that I wanted him, but I felt that same fear welling up inside of me, the same feeling that Josh always made me feel, that feeling of not being good enough.
I looked at Alan, as his hands roamed down my back and slid to my ass, “I do,” I replied. That was all it took, Alan pulled me against him hard and I could feel his cock pressing against my stomach.
Alan kept one of his hands on my ass pulling me into him and placed the other one on my breast, flicking at my already hardened nipple. There was no denying it any longer I missed the way it felt to be touched by a man and let out a small moan as he continued to kiss me.
Alan moved his hand off of my ass and undid his pants, quickly releasing his cock like an animal being released from a cage. It popped out of his pants standing straight up as I looked down at it. My eyes widened at the size of it. I had only ever been with Josh and although it always felt good when we used to have sex Josh was not even near as big as Alan. I instantly wondered what it would feel like to have him inside of me.
Suddenly I realized that my juices were dripping down my leg, I had never been so turned on in my life. “Suck it,” Alan said as I continued to take in all of the glory of his rock hard cock.
He did not have to tell me twice. I was on my knees in a matter of seconds both of my hands wrapped around his throbbing shaft pushing my mouth closer to the tip.
Alan slid his hands through my hair entangling his fingers and pulling my head closer. I opened my mouth and flicked the tip of his cock with my tongue, I could already taste the precum that had pooled there waiting for me to lick it up. Alan let out a moan as I flicked the head of his cock a few more times and t
hen used my tongue to circle it before I wrapped my lips around it.
I could feel him pulling me toward his cock wanting me to take more of him in my mouth, but I wanted to please him and did not want to rush. I slowly slid my tongue down his shaft as I allowed him to enter my mouth one inch at a time. Soon my mouth was at the base of his cock and I began to gag. Alan held me in place for just a second, then released me allowing me to pull my head back up his cock and catch my breath.
He did this several more times, pulling my head down the length of his shaft, holding my head in place forcing me to gag before he released me. I could tell that Alan liked to be in control and that was just what I was going to give him.
Alan released his grip on my head and I began bobbing it up and down on his cock keeping rhythm with his pumping into my mouth. Each time he would release his precum into my mouth, it only made me bob faster wanting him to explode into my mouth.
That did not take long at all. Soon he was fucking my face and I could feel his balls getting tighter as they hit against my chin. Alan grabbed my head and pumped his cock hard into my mouth one last time as I felt his cum squirting down the back of my throat.
I pulled my head off of his cock and looked up at him with a smile on my face. It felt so good to know that I could still please a man, even if that man was not my husband.
“Get up and sit in the chair,” he said to me and I did as I was told, “Spread your legs far apart and start playing with yourself.”
I could not believe what he was asking me to do. I wanted to tell him that I couldn’t, that it was not in me to do that in front of a man. I wanted him to touch me but I knew what he wanted and that was control and power. I have to admit that being told what to do actually did turn me on even more.
Alan leaned back against his desk, his cock still hanging out and becoming softer. I parted my legs as far as I could allowing him to see every part of me. It was hard at first, but I told myself that this was what he wanted and I was very encouraged by the way his cock sprang back to life.
I slid my hand between my legs and spread my pussy lips showing him what I had waiting. With my other hand, I began flicking at my clit and allowed my head to fall back, relaxing it against the back of the chair.
I closed my eyes for a second and imagined that I was at home by myself, then the idea of Alan watching me crossed my mind and made me want to see him. I opened my eyes and found him standing in front of me with all of his clothes off slowly rubbing his now completely hardened cock.
Looking at him rubbing his cock while he stared at my naked body sent chills down my spine. Josh had never done anything like that in all the years that I had been with him, not even when I was thin. As I watched more precum ooze out of the tip of his cock and thought about him pushing it into me, I began going right over the edge. I threw my head back and enjoyed the feeling of my pussy muscles contracting inside of my body.
As soon as my body began to relax Alan stepped forward and pulled me down to the floor. I lay there looking up at him, my legs spread open he placed himself between them.
He put one hand on each of my knees and began sliding them down my thighs, pushing my legs further apart as he got closer to my dripping pussy. He slid his hand over my mound pushing on my clit with the palm of his hand teasing me and preparing me for another orgasm.
As I watched him I realized that he did not take his eyes off of my body. It was if he was devouring me with his eyes, remembering every single inch of me and enjoying all that I had to offer.
He pressed one of his fingers into my slit and slowly slide it down, flicking over my clit as he worked his way toward my entrance. He pressed his finger into my awaiting pussy and I clenched my muscles around it. It had been so long since I had felt anything inside of me. I had been afraid to buy any toys, worried that Josh would find them and make fun of me. I wanted more, I wanted all that Alan had to offer and I wanted it right that second. I pressed hard against his hand and he understood exactly what I needed.
He pulled his finger out of me and replaced it with two. I could feel him stretching me, filling my pussy with his fingers. I could not help but gasp. Alan moved his head down and began flicking my clit with his tongue. Working at it and lapping, sucking and enjoying it as much as he had enjoyed me sucking his cock.
I could feel him moving back and forth, I looked down and saw that he was still rubbing his cock. He had picked up the pace and I knew he would not last long. He pumped his fingers in and out of my soaked pussy as he licked on my clit causing me to go over the edge once more. As soon as my body began to convulse with pleasure Alan raised up and sprayed his cum all over the outside of my pussy.
He placed one hand on each side of my head and bent down to kiss me. It was a long passionate kiss that I imagined only those who were truly in love with each other would share. Not something Josh had ever shared with me.
Alan cleaned me up and we got dressed. As much as I had wanted him to fuck me as much as I had wanted to feel his cock inside of my body it seemed as if he had other plans.
Once I was dressed Alan came over to me and wrapped his arms around me once more. “I want to get to know you,” he said. I could tell from the look in his eyes that he was serious and being honest, I wanted to get to know him as well.
The rest of the day was quite uneventful, we went about our work ordered lunch and had it delivered. Alan would walk by me and grab my ass, reach under my skirt and rub my pussy for just a second or gently pinch my nipple while he was on the phone but that was as far as it went.
By the time I left the office that day Alan had me so worked up that I could not get his cock off of my mind. My panties were soaked by the time I got home and Josh was already home.
I walked into my house quietly locking the door behind me. There was no sound and I had no idea what was going on. It was far too early for Josh to be home and I knew I had to get into the shower before he got to me. The smell of sex was on me and I knew that Josh would realize it.
I made my way up the stairs and jumped into the shower before Josh found me, but only by a few seconds. I had soaped up my body when I heard the bathroom door open and Josh walked in.
He pulled back the shower curtain and looked at me. I hoped that he did not notice my swollen pussy lips. Alan was pounding his fingers into me hard and my body was not used to being touched in that way, there was no denying that my pussy lips were swollen and sore.
“Where have you been,” Josh asked.
“Out,” I said, trying to clean my body. I was amazed that I did not even try to cover myself. Alan had unlocked something inside of me that I was not willing to put back in a cage. I was not going to be ashamed of my body ever again.
“Out,” Josh said sarcastically. I knew that something was going on but I would have never thought that Josh would have known I had a job.
“Yes, out,” I was amazed that I was not having any problem lying to him. Normally I would get nervous and begin to shake, I was not the type of person who was able to lie to someone. This time though it seemed to come naturally.
“Out at a job,” Josh said. I froze. I could not figure out how he knew after only one day of me working that I had a job. The only thing I could think about was him ruining my plans or costing me my job or worse, costing me Alan.
“Josh, I am taking a shower,” I stated, “When I get out, we need to talk.”
I was still determined to tell him that he needed to move out of the house, even if it was just temporary. I loved the way that Alan made me feel but I also loved my husband. I was not sure what I wanted at that point and I needed time to figure it all out.
I took my time showering and Josh waited for me downstairs. I dried off, got dressed and headed down the stairs to talk to him.
“How could you just go out and get a job,” he started talking before I had even sat down, “Do you not understand that you are making me look like a failure?”
I sat down looking at him. Something had change
d in me and I liked it. “I want you to move out,” I said. I was not going to be talked out of this, I needed him to move and there was no getting around that.
“What,” Josh said looking at me confused.
“Josh, we don’t have a marriage, we are nothing more than roommates,” I said as my thoughts wandered back to Alan, “Yes, I have a job. I figured that I would need it once you moved out.”
“You want me to move out,” he said, staring back at me as if I had slapped him in the face, “I support you, I paid all of the bills the entire time we have been married, you can’t make it without me.”
That was more than I needed to hear, “Josh, just leave. You don’t love me, you are not attracted to me anymore and I want you gone.”
Josh looked up at me, “You don’t think I love you,” his voice cracked and I could tell that had hit a nerve. Josh got up from the table and walked up the stairs. He had the stride of a defeated man, but I knew he was going upstairs to pack his bags.
He didn’t say a word the entire time, he simply packed his bags, walked back downstairs only stopping for a moment to kiss me on the forehead. I looked into his eyes and saw tears, but I knew they were not for me.
That night I went to bed with two things on my mind, the beautiful thick rock hard cock that would be waiting for me the next day and the sound of my husband’s voice when he realized I knew he did not love me.
I did not get much sleep that night. I could not get the look on Josh’s face out of my head and I could not get his remark out of my head either. He questioned me when I said I knew he did not love me and had tears in his eyes. I felt like the worst person in the world and thought that maybe I should have talked to him before asking him to leave.
Then I remembered the way he had treated me all of those years and how manipulative he was. Each time I would begin to feel a little better and start thinking about my upcoming day with Alan, Josh would pop back into my head and I would begin feeling bad all over again.
When my alarm went off the next morning I was not as energetic as I had been the day before. I dragged myself down the stairs and made a protein shake for breakfast. Josh may have been gone, but I still wanted to improve myself. I still wanted to look amazing, not for Josh and not for Alan but finally for myself.