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Something About Elevators
Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cheating, Erotica, Job/Place-of-work, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com
in an elevator, but Charles made it clear he was a one-woman man now. It felt like a kick in the gut. Shortly after Samuel left I took a shower. Guilt raged through my body. I wanted to tell Charles everything. Instead, I scrubbed my skin raw and cleaned my pussy of all evidence of my illicit affair. I dried off and crawled into bed naked where Charles was waiting. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head softly. “Rough day,” he said. “Yeah,” I sighed. “Enjoy having your elevator fantasy fulfilled?” My heart fucking stopped. Tears welled up in my eyes. “Charles,” I sobbed. “Shhh,” he said, holding me tight. “You don’t need to apologize.” “How… how… how did… how did you…” I couldn’t get my words out. Charles shifted so we were looking at each other. “As Samuel was telling me his story, it just sounded like your elevator fantasy. Then he let it slip that the girl was wearing a pink bra with matching thong panties. That’s your favorite set.” I began to cry. “I never intended to–,” Charles kissed me before I could finish. “I know baby, I know. He did stress he was the aggressor. Plus, I saw the panicked look on your face when you saw him in the kitchen.” I cried for several minutes while Charles held me tight. Finally I said, “I’m so sorry. Should I pack my shit and leave?” “Why?” he replied. “Because I cheated on you,” I said. “True. But as I see it, it wasn’t a planned affair, it was an opportunity you took advantage of.” None of this made any sense. “What aren’t you ...