1. Irene's story - Chapter 10 - Lunch with Alfredo


    Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    where you could show it to him," Oscar argued. "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't. You'd like me to take him somewhere that not only could he look at my vagina, he'd be able to try to fuck it too." I felt Oscar's erection pulse under my heel as I said those words. "Yeah, I would, Irene. I really would." "Oscar, I really think I need to keep this relationship on the flirting and the occasional 'sneak a peek' level. I really like this guy, and I think he really likes me. He's married and..." "Well you're married too, Irene," Oscar interrupted. "Yes, but I have permission to fuck other men, My husband likes me to do it, and he like me to bring him home the evidence that I have done just that. I don't think Alfredo's wife would be quite so understanding. Besides, I work with this man. My cubicle is adjacent to his. It would be very awkward if I had an affair with someone I work with...and even more awkward when the affair ended...which it inevitably would." I was trying to convince myself as much as convince Oscar. I was well aware that merely talking about having this affair had my vagina growing damp. I could see the disappointment in Oscar's expression. After a few moments of silence, I added, "Okay, I'll think about it. I'm not promising anything. I doubt that I will do anything today, but who knows what the future might hold? If Alfredo is charming enough, who knows? Maybe he does get to seduce me some day, okay?" I wanted to give Oscar some hope. But in my heart, I knew as ...
    appealing as it might seem right now, having an affair with someone with whom I worked was not a good idea. Oscar completed his task of painting my toenails. "Oscar, be a sweetie and lay my clothing out for me while I blow dry my hair and put on my make up." I sat in front of my vanity and brushed out my hair, eventually pulling it into a ponytail. The ponytail made me look considerably younger than my forty three years. I applied my make-up while Oscar watched. I took off my robe and I looked at myself in the mirror. It may seem overly vain, but I am truly am proud of my figure. Even after breast feeding both of my daughters when they were infants, my breasts were still firm and perky. My butt was just round enough to attract stares and the occasional 'cat call' from construction workers. And my tummy was flat and firm. I walked to the bed naked and saw Oscar had selected the precise same pale green panties I had worn that Sunday afternoon when I went to visit Johan at the Hotel Vela for my very last tryst with him. That afternoon seems like the distant past now, yet it was a mere three months ago that Johan drove me to multiple orgasms with his wonderful Norwegian cock. "So I see you have selected the same outfit you had me wear for my last afternoon with Johan, huh?" I wanted Oscar to know I was aware of his attention to detail as he helped me prepare for my date. "Yes, Irene, I figured that afternoon worked out pretty well for you. Why change anything?" "Smart boy. And here I ...
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