I travel often for work. I work closely with many people in different offices across the country. Temptation is ever present. In the past year I've had an email relationship with a coworker in one of our offices overseas. We flirted, etc. but I didn't think it would really go any further. She's is an incredibly sexy woman. Slim with plenty of curves in the right places with a beautiful smile.
She's a single woman in her early twenties, I'm 40 and married.
This past weekend I made a regular trip to our out of town office. We agreed to meet for lunch at my hotel and a few drinks. Both of us were aware of the potential fuel we were adding to the fire but we didn't think much would take place. Wink, wink. I guess we were trying to fool ourselves.
She actually had a date with her boyfriend the evening of the day we met for lunch. I kept buying her drinks and a few shots of tequila. Each time she mentioned her date I bought her another drink. We chatted and laughed all afternoon. It was a great time. When she started giggling and leaning into me I KNEW she was skipping her date. "I hate you", she'd say, smiling while giving me one her silly laughs.
I have to admit, I'm not a young gun anymore. It's amazingly flattering to have a young woman in her glorious youth express sexual interest. It's like a drug. My ego was 50 feet tall. I had to have her. I asked if she wanted to go somewhere private. I barely had time to pay the bill and get her on the elevator. We were all over each other, kissing and touching.
She was astonishing sexy. You guys know what I'm talking about... incredibly passionate kisses with her curves pressing against you. The sexual hunger.
The best sex, is always the "first time" sex. It's full of physical passion. Raw, pure sex. Pillow throwing, clothes flying, loud grunts/moans, everything knocked off the lamp table, kind of sex. It never lasts, of course. But its never something to miss.
p.s. she just called me, she's coming to see me again. J
She's a single woman in her early twenties, I'm 40 and married.
This past weekend I made a regular trip to our out of town office. We agreed to meet for lunch at my hotel and a few drinks. Both of us were aware of the potential fuel we were adding to the fire but we didn't think much would take place. Wink, wink. I guess we were trying to fool ourselves.
She actually had a date with her boyfriend the evening of the day we met for lunch. I kept buying her drinks and a few shots of tequila. Each time she mentioned her date I bought her another drink. We chatted and laughed all afternoon. It was a great time. When she started giggling and leaning into me I KNEW she was skipping her date. "I hate you", she'd say, smiling while giving me one her silly laughs.
I have to admit, I'm not a young gun anymore. It's amazingly flattering to have a young woman in her glorious youth express sexual interest. It's like a drug. My ego was 50 feet tall. I had to have her. I asked if she wanted to go somewhere private. I barely had time to pay the bill and get her on the elevator. We were all over each other, kissing and touching.
She was astonishing sexy. You guys know what I'm talking about... incredibly passionate kisses with her curves pressing against you. The sexual hunger.
The best sex, is always the "first time" sex. It's full of physical passion. Raw, pure sex. Pillow throwing, clothes flying, loud grunts/moans, everything knocked off the lamp table, kind of sex. It never lasts, of course. But its never something to miss.
p.s. she just called me, she's coming to see me again. J
