My head wandered off to what I had seen that morning, I felt like I was going to burst open. I kept asking myself how Henry had managed to fool me all this time. I had taken Dora in, cloth her, fed her, gave her my money and I didn’t know she was fucking my husband.
How long had they been fucking outside before he decided to bring her into our house? I was so dumb that I did not call Henry’s sister to ask about Dora. I had trusted him too much, so I didn’t do any background check on her. I just accepted her into my house as my husband’s cousin, who had accommodation issues. If only I had asked questions.
I didn’t know when I fell asleep; I didn’t have enough sleep the previous night, as I was busy preparing for my presentation. When I woke up, I realised it was past work hours and I was still in the office.
I didn’t want to go home, I couldn’t stand the sight of my cheating husband, but then, apart from my house, I had nowhere else to go. My sister was out of town, and Loretta, my bestie, was hosting her mother-in-law.
I was contemplating between passing the night in my office or checking into a hotel when I heard a light knock on my door, it was more like a tap – I knew it was one of the security men, he was probably running a routine check as it was time to lock up the building.
I settled within myself that I would spend the night in any hotel nearby
Just then the door pushed open gently. As I guessed, it was the security man, but not just any security man; it was Rogers, the new security man. A good-looking young man, whom the company had hired a few weeks ago as the new internal security personnel.
Rogers came to inform me that he was ending his shift for the day and that it was time for him to lock up the main door. As he spoke, a naughty thought crossed my mind. What if I invited Rogers over to spend the night with me at the hotel and use him as my perfect revenge?
As soon as he was done speaking, I told him I was uploading an important file on the office servers and would have to wait until it was done. Honestly, I didn’t know what I was doing at that point; I wasn’t even thinking straight.
Then I invited him in to sit with me in my office. At first, he hesitated and said he would sit outside at the reception hall and wait until I was done, but then I insisted and he accepted my invitation and walked into the office, sinking into one of the soft cushions in my office.
Naturally, Rogers had every woman’s dream man’s body. He stood tall, easily six feet, with an athletic and powerful build, broad shoulders tapering down to a lean waist. His arms were a standout, toned, veined and strong, and there was something in the way he carried himself.
I asked him where he lived and he told me the area. I realised it wasn’t close to where I stayed, but since I had not made up my mind on the particular hotel where I would spend the night, I told him I would give him a lift. I was startled to know he came all the way from the other end of the city to the office every day. I could imagine how much he spent daily transporting himself to and fro.
As we sat in my office, we talked about life and work. I found out Rogers was a fresh university graduate and had taken up the security post job, just so he wouldn’t stay idle or venture into internet fraud.
I honestly liked the way he spoke. I noticed he was a good listener, and he only spoke when it mattered. His voice was low, slightly gravelly, with a slow drawl that sounded seductive.
I admired his takes on life and career. We got along very well, the air between us seemed to ignite, but in all, I kept my personal life away from our conversation and was careful not to mention that I had seen my husband with a lady in our matrimonial house that morning.
Then he told me he was surprised he never knew I was this lively and free, and that since he had resumed at our company, he had always seen me as one “no nonsense madam” I laughed hard and told him I was actually sweet and free spirited but I didn’t joke with work when it came to office duties.
Then he said he was surprised I had worked late that day, because I used to be one of the first people to leave the office as soon as it clocked 5 pm – I laughed and told him there were always exceptions and that day was an exception.
Gone were those days when I would rush home to a cheating man.
It was almost 7 pm already, and I had switched off my phone since I left home that morning after I caught Henry and Dora.
I know Henry must have called my lines, some of his friends might have called me too, including his family members, if he had the balls to tell them what he had done, that I saw him fucking the same lady he brought into our home and introduced as his cousin.
I told Rogers to help me get water from the freezer in the reception hall since the one in my office was already too cold. He dashed out of my office quickly to get the water.
I quickly moved from my seat behind the desk and sat down on the sofa where he had occupied. I reached for my bag and retouched my lips with my lip gloss.
I unfastened two buttons off my blouse to reveal a reasonable amount of my cleavage and a peek of my white lace bra.
I did a few adjustments to my bra and raised my big breasts. I just wanted to be naughty and get Henry off my head.
Rogers returned with a paper cup and bottled water. He placed them on the stool beside the cushion, then he stood before me like he was waiting for me to send him on another errand, brushing his palms on his lap.
I could tell he looked very nervous and uncomfortable. I also saw how hard he was trying to keep his eyes off my breasts. It was then that I noticed the bulge at his trouser front. Wow! He was growing hard, why? What was he thinking?
As I filled the cup with water, I made sure not to take my eyes off his groin, and I noticed it made him more uncomfortable until he settled into the second cushion, then I made my first move.
I intentionally spilt water on my skirt, although I made it look like a mistake. Rogers brought out a handkerchief from his pocket and dived towards me. I pretended like my hands were occupied as I held the paper cup with one hand and the bottled water with the other.
I told him to help me dry the water off my skirt.
He knelt in front of me and leaned closer as he dried the water off my skirt with the towel. I could feel him very close to me, his face just a few inches away from my chest, the whisper of his soft breath against my breasts.
I slowly placed the cup and bottled water on the small stool and wrapped my hand around his neck, pulling his head to my bosom.
Rogers hesitated, but then I leaned forward, pulling him, he raised his face up to me, our eyes met charged with an unspoken intensity. His eyes stormy, grey, intense and magnetic.
I gave him that “it’s ok” look. And slowly, his hands held my waist and pushed me gently to relax my back on the couch.
I didn’t stop him, no hesitation – just raw need and urgency. Instead, I pulled him to me, until he was on top of me, my hands still wrapped around his neck. Our heads joined, and our lips found each other. He kissed me softly on my parted lips as I closed my eyes.
One hand on the back of his head to bring him closer, we kissed slowly and deeply and soon the kisses grew deeper. Mouths opened, tongues doing an erotic dance as we explored each other’s mouth,s hungry for each other.
I pulled him closer until there was nothing between us but heat. His lips found me again, deeper this time, and I responded, fingers threading through his hair. Who would have known that innocent Rogers was a great kisser?
The way he looked into my eyes, dark with want but soft with something more, it made me feel seen, wanted, consumed.
It wasn’t just desire, it was release, surrender and something dangerously close to falling.
He reached for my big, firm breasts and caressed them over my blouse and lace bra.
I responded by kissing him harder, my breath coming faster as I felt him touching me. Rogers kissed his way down to my neck. I broke free and stared deep into his eyes.
“I am sorry, ma”, he said, his eyes flew from one end of the room to another. he was even about to leave me when I pulled his hand
“Sorry? – Come here,” I commanded him as I pulled him closer.
He leaned in again, and this time we undressed quickly, buttons popped open, zippers whispered down, and clothes fell away in a rush, like we were racing time, hungry to feel skin to skin.
Bra and panties flew like kites, and in a few seconds we were bare naked, close and wanting. His hands roamed over my body like he had memorised it long before ever touching me.
His mouth travelled along my jaw down to my neck, his tongue tracing a wet line as he lowered his head to take my nipple into his mouth. I arched my back and gasped as I felt his warm mouth on me, sucking my sensitive nipples into his mouth.
I thought of my husband, Henry, one last time. They say one good turn deserves another, and this was my perfect good turn.
But even as I made out with Rogers, I still saw pictures of Henry’s face as he banged Dora.
Rogers kissed his way from my neck down to my beautiful breasts, going lower, he sniffed in my scent, as he drove his lips along the inside of my thigh, kissing gently my sensitive skin.
I spread my legs before him, i could feel my love juice trickling from deep within me, my clit stood hard, waiting for his touch.
Teasing me, he kissed and licked all around the outside lips of my pussy before sliding his tongue inside of me. I moan and raise my hips a little, my hand going to the back of his head as I try to pull him deeper into me.
Rogers slowly licked along the inside of my wet slit, making love to me with his tongue, stabbing it into me over and over as I writhe underneath him. He spread me open more with his fingers and I cried out as he washed his tongue over my clit, around and around, up and down, sucking it into his mouth.
Stroking first one then two fingers into me as he suck my clit deep into his mouth. I cried out, thrusting my hips against his mouth, crying out his name as I shook all over.
Then he pulled me up closer to himself. I wrapped my legs around his waist, anchoring him to myself, as if letting go was never an option. I arched into him, fingers digging into his back as the tension between us reached a slow, aching boil.
Finally he ever so slowly pushed his dick into me. I groan softly as I feel him slide into me, my wet pussy tightening around him. My velvety warmness tightened around his cock, as he gently moved deeper until he was all in me to the hilt.
I started moving my hips, rubbing my clit against him, already on the verge of a huge orgasm.
“Wait”, he whispered to me, “just feel me inside you.” I tried to hold still, but I could feel him throb within me.
We kissed, our tongues moving together, though our bodies still. Rogers sucked my hard nipples into his mouth as I gasp and moan. We could feel the tension building inside us, becoming almost unbearable. I was losing control, shamelessly begging him to fuck me.
“Oh my God…” I cried out, as I suddenly feel myself begin to cum, he moved in and out of me, intensifying his thrusts as I scream out his name, wrapping my legs tight around his waist as I explode. We found a rhythm moving together, my legs still wrapped tight around him, my hands in his hair.
He pulled out and rolled me over, bringing me up on my knees on the cushion while he positioned himself at the edge. I moaned as he entered me from behind, going in deeper than before.
I pushed my back against him, forcing him still deeper into my hot cunt. This time he thrust harder into me, reaching around to pinch my nipples, and then he reached down and massaged my clit.
He couldn’t hold back his orgasm any longer, and with a deep loud moan and groan, he picked up speed as I moaned, then he shot his load into me, groaning as he filled me with his cum, my pussy clenching him, my tight muscles clamp down on his cock milking him dry.
Finally, we collapsed together, exhausted, we lay in each other’s arms as we caught our breath.
I excused myself from Rogers and went into the small rest room in my office, there I called Henry, he was trying to apologize and speak his rubbish but I told him it was fine, I could bet Henry would have been shocked and scared as I told him I wanted us to put the event of that morning aside.
I also told him I didn’t want to see Dora in our house when I returned the following morning, and he assured me that he had sent her away already.
Even if he hid her somewhere, I wasn’t too sure that was any business of mine anymore. I had discovered a new part of myself and would readily explore it if I ever found out he was cheating again.
They say what a man can do, a woman can do better… And yes, I was ready to cheat better as I left the office with Rogers, both of us contemplating the nearest hotel where we would spend the night.
Written by Tito
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