Before anything, this confession/story involves having an affair with a married, older man. If this triggers or offends you, please don't continue reading my post.
I used to work as an assistant for a top executive years ago. They were offering above average compensation so I thought I was getting a great opportunity, especially for someone who didn't really have a lot of experience under my belt. Little did I know that miss boss bitch’s past assistants all resigned because of her unreasonable demands and the way she treats people. She would often ask me to work past office hours, and made everything else harder for me than it should be.
Don't get me wrong, she was good at her job. But she's not able to do it all alone without our help. Later on, I was able to catch up with everything she wants and I found a flow that works well for me. However, the bitch never acknowledged me.
One of the things she's most proud of is being married to her husband - a complete opposite of her. The few times he came to our office, he would greet everyone and genuinely try to get to know us. He also would bring us coffee or snacks every time he'll come around. Truth be told, I couldn't help but develop a crush - he was older (like early 40s),a German and Middle Eastern mix, tall, has a good build, and is also hardworking and successful at managing his own business. I just kept thinking how that vile woman snagged him. She doesn't deserve him at all.
After working for boss bitch for quite sometime, I became essential to her day to day so naturally, I asked for a raise. I wanted to get paid more with the shit I deal with and her increasing demands. However, she just shut me down completely and said that I wasn't even doing enough for her. WTF! That's when I thought, one way or another, I was gonna get back at her.
After a few weeks, she invited us to attend a party at their house to celebrate their 10th wedding anniversary. I would prefer not to come, but she required everyone to be there since she also likes to boast how she can afford to live in a nice big house. However, my slutty side thought it would be an opportunity for me to get my revenge. So I bought a nice dress, had a blow out, and came to the party looking like an absolute snack with only one thing on my mind - trying to seduce her husband. When she saw me arrive, she gave me a look of disapproval while clinging on to her dear husband, who seemed to notice my cleavage carefully revealed to ignite his imagination.
After a few drinks and roaming around their mansion, I saw her husband heading to a dark balcony away from the crowd of people. I followed him and saw him light a cigarette while checking his phone. He didn't seem to notice me so he was caught off-guard when I said hi. He let out a little laugh and asked if I smoked. I told him I didn't, but asked if he would let me try a puff of his. Reluctantly, he took the cigarette off his mouth and passed it to me. Obviously I was terrible at it and it only made me cough, making him laugh as he took back his cigarette.
It was only the two of us there and nobody could see what we were doing. While he was finishing his cigarette, we filled it with conversations as I try to inch closer and closer to him. He definitely picked up what I was trying to do and he called me out for it. "What are you doing?" he asked. I responded by asking if he ever cheated on his wife. He took a minute before answering, debating in his mind whether to answer a very personal question. "Once, a few years ago. But I was too nervous to pursue it further, so nothing really happened", he admitted. "Well, as long as your wife is satisfying your every needs, then maybe you won't have to try it again", I said. He just looked deep in my eyes then laughed. That was all I needed. I brushed my hands on his handsome face, feeling his sharp jawline tense up. I then came closer and placed a napkin with my number on his front pocket, and gave him a little peck on the cheek before I went back to the party.
Throughout the night, I noticed him eyeing me up here and there, seeing if I was being serious or if he was being put to the test. However before the night ended, I received a text message from him asking why I did what I did. I just told him I've always had a crush on him and that I wanted to see if I had a chance with him. After a few back and forth, he asked me to meet him in the garage.
Once I got there, it's as if the noise from the party was completely drowned out by the silence of the room. I then saw him with a drink in his hand, eyeing me up. I can tell he was a little drunk.
"This is a really bad joke" he said.
"What makes you think I was joking?"
"Because it's my wedding anniversary, and I'm married to your boss."
Nobody said anything after that, just the muffled sound of the party and our hearts pounding filling the room. "We don't have to do anything if you're scared", I said, breaking the silence. "I'm not scared," he said as he let our a nervous laugh. An obvious lie. "Good. So what are you waiting for?", I challenged him.
As if an animal in him woke up hearing those fighting words, he grabbed me with his strong arms and kissed me hard in the mouth. With locked lips, we fumbled but quickly took each other's clothes off. Against the wall, I slid down to my knees as he lets his thick uncut cock free from his trousers. My god it was magnificent. I didn't waste any time and deep throated him like a hungry slut, my spit dripping all over his cock. I kept on sucking his cock until I saw that he was close to cumming, trying his best to hold back. As soon as I stopped, he helped me up, turned me around, and pushed me against the wall. I felt his strong arms as he grabbed my neck and whispered in my ear, telling me it's the last chance to stop and turn back around. "Put your married cock deep inside me and make me your cum slut already", I said.
He didn't skip a beat and thrusted his big cock raw and deep inside me that I couldn't help but let out a load moan. He covered my mouth with his hand and told me to keep it down, as he fucked me like a maniac. I met his powerful thrusts with enthusiasm as I backed my ass onto him each time, giving him the opportunity to fuck me as deep as possible. The sound of ass banging against his pelvis, harmonizing with our moans and the sound of my wet pussy getting stretched as he entered me repeatedly.
"God you love taking my married cock so much don't you? You're so mean taking it away from my wife tonight. Your pussy is clenching me so good I don't think I can hold it any longer", he said while letting grunts and moans in between.
"Make me your cumslut and I'll show you why I deserve that married cock more. I'll satisfy you in more ways she cannot" I responded.
"God you're such a bad girl. You wanna be my cumslut so badly? Give me your face and take this fucking load", he said as he pulled his raw cock out.
As soon as I knelt in front of him, he let out a massive load all over my face. The taste of his cum was the taste of my successful mission. When he saw that I swallowed what was in my mouth, he used his hand to clean my face off of his cum and fed me the rest. As he took the last few drops, I took his hand and placed his ring and middle fingers inside my mouth, soaking it with my spit and his leftover cum before I sucked and swallowed every drop. He pulled out his fingers from my mouth with his wedding ring still intact. "Oh my god", he said. "You absolutely cannot tell my wife any of this or we're both dead", he pleaded. "Why would I?", I asked. "I definitely wanna do this again so I know not to tell a single soul." He gave me a kiss before we started getting dressed again, discussing how he should go out first so nobody will notice.
Since then, we kept the affair going up to a little over a year. It made working for boss bitch quite exciting. Every time she gets on my nerves, I would just picture how her husband will be fucking me that night instead of her. We also saw each other more after I resigned. I had so much time that I would visit him regularly in his office and fuck in the carpark, or checkin at a nice hotel nearby. Luckily, his wife never found out. We had to end the affair when I decided to move out of the country, but he definitely made sure to send me off with a bang.