Two Lovers, One Night.I'm afraid this is going to make me sound slutty. That is not really the case, i have just had weak moments in my life. I’m going to leave a lot of the mundane details out of this story to make it more interesting. This did happen several years ago but by highlighting the ‘good’ parts I’m afraid it will sound like all I did was want sex sex sex. That was only part of the time I can assure you.
I was expecting to hook up with Don at one of the Holiday parties and he stood me up. Oh the next day he said he got sick and couldn’t make it but that didn’t make the night any easier for me. I was really looking forward to seeing Don and having sex that night. I took the afternoon off from work and pampered myself. I bathe, I shaved, I brought a new sexy red dress and stay up stockings.
I was hanging at the party with some work buddies waiting for Don, dancing every now and then. After dinner and waiting for over two hours I came to the conclusion he wasn’t going to show. I was getting a lot of attention in my red dress so I just went with the flow and danced and acted flirty.
There was this one guy name Bob who was fairly new at work, good looking, and was paying quite of bit of attention to me. Can’t say I minded the attention, I was a bit frustrated and he was cute. We dance, we drank, and we flirted. During the slow songs he held me close and I could feel him pressing into me.
When it was time to leave Bob was so sweet he offered to walk me to my car. We talked for a bit and then he kissed me goodnight, but he didn’t stop, neither did I. He kept kissing me and I kept responding. Bob unbuttoned my coat and started rubbing my breasts. It felt so good I just kept on kissing him. His hand found its way inside my dress and he was caressing my bare breast now; I continued to kiss him.
This continued for a good ten minutes in the parking lot and when Bob’s other hand worked its way under my dress and started to explore, I pulled away and told him to stop, I didn't want him to know how soaked I was and I was nervous what it would lead to. After a bit of pleading he did stop. We kissed goodnight again lol and went on our way. I had some ************ fantasies that’s for sure.
I’ll skip the in between parts but a few weeks later we both worked late and Bob walked out with me to my car. Repeat. Only this time I was wearing a pants suit and Bob put his hand down the back of my pants. I let him explore this time and he put his finger in my p**** but I stopped him before I had an ******. More subject matter for ************.
It didn’t take much longer and I knew in my mind it would come to this soon. It wasn’t entirely my fault you know, Don was neglecting me and I was horny and needed affection. One night when we were the last two to leave the office we did it. We f***** like two horny teenagers on the conference room table (boy was that awkward every time I had to go in there again).
My relationship with Bob ran hot and cold. It seems whenever I was with Don, I wasn’t going out of my way to be with Bob. But as it would usually happen, I would not see Don for a few weeks and it seemed I was using Bob during those times.
It almost became a ritual for awhile, we would look at each other and if we both nodded toward the parking lot we would meet in one of our cars. At first I would give him a BJ and when I told him I needed relief too he would finger me to an ******.
Pretty soon we became bolder and we would have intercourse in the car. It was a bit awkward and tricky at first but we became quite good at it. We would wait until it was dark and we would either drive to a mall and park out of the way or go to the local lover’s lane. After much kissing or caressing I would take off my pants or hike up my dress and straddle Bob. It felt so wrong but so good.
One unforgettable night was when Bob and I had sex in my car in our work parking lot. It was dark and almost everyone left work for the day but it was still early. On the way home I got a text from Don “911 tonight”. That was our signal that we need sex. So here I was on my way home with stuff running down my leg and Don wanting to meet me in an hour.
I rushed into the house, told my husband I was going back out, bathe, freshen up and changed into one of Don’s favorite outfits and went to met Don at his apartment. Don would be pissed if he knew I was seeing Bob, they were somewhat of rivals and didn’t really care for each other. We didn’t have much time so it was just normal hot terrific sex with Don.
It was the first and only time I had sex with two men the same night and neither one of them was my husband. I saw Bob for maybe 6-7 months and we had oral or full sex maybe twice a week. After awile Bob got a job in another office and Don and I saw each other more often and I stopped seeing Bob. It was great while it lasted but two lovers did wear me out.