Sleeping with the enemy...

She was beautiful. Long dark hair framed her oval face. Dark almond eyes bored into mine with desire. Her lips were hot and soft: they tasted sweet - of lipstick and toothpaste. Her tongue sought out mine with passion. I could feel my cock harden as my hands roamed over her hard body. I kissed her right back - the first person I'd done this with since I'd married my wife.

Victoria slipped a hand into my trousers and stroked my dick - something my wife no longer did. I had to have her but I would savour this moment.

Was there guilt? Only for a nanosecond - my brain had moved below my waistband and there was no going back...

I gently stroked her hair, her face. I kissed her neck. I wanted her but I needed her to want me too. I stepped back and undressed her. Lacy lingerie greeted my fumbling. She slipped elegantly out of her remaining clothes but left on her suspender belt and black stockings. I was in heaven - I love lingerie and here it was wrapped around a slim 5'8" model, in my hands. She was taking off my dinner suit to get to my cock, like it was the thing she had most wanted to do in her life - not like something for which I'd paid her. I scattered my clothes on the floor and we fell giggling onto the bed.

Her giggling was silenced as she went down on my dick [no protection - should there be?]. God, that felt good! I looked down and she was watching me, observing my pleasure, getting off on her ability to thicken my erection. Her eye contact and obvious pleasure were arousing me more but I was not about to come in her mouth - I had much more that I wanted to do.

I lifted her head and gestured for her to lie down. I kissed her mouth, her neck, her breasts, her belly. As I worked lower, my hands sought out her erogenous zones. I licked and nibbled her inner thighs. She pushed her hips higher and murmured. I finally licked her pussy. It tasted fresh, nice, horny - a taste my wife had denied me; a taste I loved. She writhed under the ministrations of my tongue and I slipped a finger into her - she was so hot and wet. Eventually, she pulled me up and kissed my lips, tasting her juices, looking satiated.

She rolled me over onto my back and expertly rolled on a condom. She mounted me and rode me hard. This was intense. I turned her into the missionary position and kissed her as we made love. As I bucked faster, I kissed her hard, quieting her moans of pleasure. Closer to losing it now, I wanted to see her arse, as I fucked her hard. We moved to doggie. I was losing control and had to come. But not yet...

We turned again, her on her back with her ankles over my shoulders. I thrust deep into her as the pleasure built. Her noiseless gasps rose as I reached completion. Her eyes rolled back. Pushing. Pleading. Faster. Welling up...

And blissfull release...

I collapsed and nuzzled into Victoria's soft neck, stroking her tanned, flat stomach.

This was good.
This was too good.
This had the power to wreck my life.