Confession: The Married Woman 2

Omigod, she's a married woman. I just had sex with a married woman. Those were the thoughts that kept racing through my mind and repeating over and over again. Michelle looked at me worried. She probably thought I was going to leave. She was right. I told her that I had to go. She said she understood and gave me her number in case I wanted to contact her again. She told to please not freak out. She enjoyed my company and wanted to see me again. THis was a Thursday. I spent the rest of the weekend thinking about what we did and decided not to see her. That's until I realized I had left my Economics textbook there from the other day.

I called her on Monday morning and told her. She said she had it and that I could go pick it up right now. I did just that and walked over there. When I got there, she was wearing a short skirt, a low cut blouse, and high heels. She looked so sexy and her legs looked amazing. I couldn't help but stare as she let me in. She gave me the book but asked me to stay so that we could talk. I told her that it would best for me to go. She said to please stay. All we would do is talk. I gave in and sat on the couch next to her. She apologized for not telling me she was married. I told her it was ok but that we couldn't do it again. She said that she just found me so attractive and wanted someone badly. Inside, I was dying to kiss her again. Seeing her had made me forget not wanting to get involved with her.

She knelt on the couch, getting closer to me. She put her arm around my neck and apologized for not telling me before. She kissed my neck and my shoulders. I told her that we couldn't do this anymore, that it would only be a one time thing. She said that we couldn't do that. She told me she found me so hot and she knew I thought she was hot too. I asked about her husband and she said not to worry about him. Then we kissed again. I hesitated at first, but I let lust take over and kissed her passionately. Even though in my mind I knew it was wrong, I didn't care.

We continued kissing and she told me she wanted to go to the bedroom, which was upstairs. I stood, kicked off my shorts and underwear, picked her up, and carried her upstairs. When we got to the bedroom, I lay her down on the bed and took off my shirt. I then got in bed and we kissed some more. Her hands softly caressed my shoulders and back. My hands rubbed her legs, her abs, and her breasts. I then helped her remove her skirt, blouse, and bra. Once we both were nude, I could feel her smooth, soft body against mine as I kissed her neck. I then ran my tongue down to her tits and sucked on each of her nipples. She loved this and her body writhed beneath mine.

After enjoying her tits for a while, I kissed down her midsection and ran my tongue across her navel. She let out a soft moan as my kisses approached her inner thigh. I didn’t want to touch her pussy just yet so I continued kissing her thighs until she begged me to please do it. Once I heard her say that, it was a done deal. I immediately went down on her. First I did by softly licking her and teasing with my finger. Then I went into a full on attack with my tongue, making sure I got it in as deep as I could. Meanwhile, she was moaning and kept saying my name over and over again. I felt her tremble as she had her first orgasm, then another. After that, I stopped and she pulled close to her to kiss me. Then she put her hands around my cock and started jerking me off. My cock was rock hard and leaking a lot of precum. She then got on all fours and told me to please fuck her.

I got up right behind and slid my cock right in. I quickly started fucking her really hard and fast. I could hear and feel my balls slap against her. She also started fingering herself as we fucked. We both just moaned and moaned. The feeling was so intense. I knew I couldn't last much longer. I then started to cum again and just as I did, she did too. The feeling was so hot. I really loved cumming inside of her. She moaned as her orgasm continued while mine began to subside. As I pulled out of her, I told her how hot she was and she said that she loved having me inside of her. She lay down in the bed and I got on my back next to her. She threw her arm around me alay on my shoulder. I couldn't believe I just had sex with another man's wife, in his own bed. I didn't feel too guilty about it and forgot about it when we kissed again.

Over the next few weeks, we met at her place a few times to have sex whenever we could. I found out later that her husband paid very little attention to her and focused a lot on his work. He turned out to be a professor at my school. Luckily, I had never had him as a professor. I had never even seen him or met him. That would all change soon....