Our First Night.

I'm a nurse and had just got a new job in a new office. Everything was going good, I liked the people and the doc I worked with, and the work I did. Everything was going corking in life.

I 'm about 5 foot 8, average build, big breast, fair hide, and brown hair just below my shoulders. I have always loved care from attractive men. Even have it off a unspoiled challenge to get their attention too. I am married, and my husband is ok with me having a buff on the side.

Over the next twelvemonth I grew closer with one of the doctors I worked with. He was always teaching me and explaining stuff and nonsense to me, expanding my breast feeding cognition. He is a few years aged than me, a smidge shorter than me, has a shaved pass, and a athletic sexy consistence. We were always joking with each other and having a ripe time at work, but kept it professional. I began to expect forward to when he was in the authority or when he would call, and began to feel an attracton toward him. He is positive, wise, and has such charisma when he talks. He is so kind and lowly. He is a great teacher and thrust me to be a skillful nanny, and I love that a lot. Not only is he physically attractive to me, his personality is so attractive too. I knew someday, somehow, I would let him screw about my attraction to him, and hoped he would want to have some fun with me.

One Nox a co-worker was having a going away party at a bar. I was n't planning on going, but another co-worker convinced me to go. I texted the Doctor of the Church and let him know we were going out and he should stop by for a drink. I was elated to see him already at the bar when we walked in. I was wearing my scrubs from work, as I had not been domicile yet. He was dressed nice, as he had some dinner feast to go to. He was looking handsome and smelling so safe. I am a sucker for a full smelling man, one of my failing, it makes a man so much more attractive if he smells dependable. He bought us a snap of something top ledge, then abruptly left for his banquet. My co-worker and I stayed there drinking, talking, and having a good time. A couple hours later someone mentioned that I should text him to fare back and buy more than injection. So I did, and to my surprise he said he would stop back by.

It was just about 2 hours later he showed back up. By this prison term I was pretty buzzed. I had already had 6 or 7 drinks and a couple scene. He ordered more barb, I had one or two more, and was felling pretty unspoiled. Others started to leave. He said he was thirsty and wanted to get something to eat, since it was late the kitchen was closed where we were, and we could n't eat there. It was decided we were going elsewhere to eat, and since I was in no condition to drive, I told him he had to tug me where ever we went. This also gave me a little sentence to be alone with him. We talked the unit way to the restaurant, about nothing specific or personal. Meeting a few friends at the restaurant. He sat next to me at the mesa. I wanted to reach out and touch him, and kiss him, but we were n't alone, plus I did n't have the courage to at that time.

It was toward the end of the meal, I was sobering up ... a picayune. The eating place was near closing time, and we all started to leave. As we were leaving I was looking forward to being alone with him again. I wanted to sing more with him, to see if I could get a feel for if I should tell apart him about my magnet to him. I got in the car with him, and off we drove back to my truck.

He would tell me from time to time to tell him something, something he did n't already know, something interesting about myself. Well this clock time I asked him to order me something, something no one else knew about him. He told me a very trench and personal narrative. I felt honored that he shared that story with me and trusted me with it.

Then as we pulled up to my truck, he asked me to tell him something. I was so nervous, but the alcohol left in my system of rules gave me some courageousness. I told him about the loose human relationship I have with my husband. That I am allowed to have sex with whom ever I want, and that my husband is ok with it. He asked if I had anyone in mind, I said `` yes ''. He said `` who ? ``, I was nervous to say it was him, so I said `` somebody ''. He insisted again `` who ? ''. I thought wow he 's not gon na give up and well it 's now or never, so I said `` you ''.

There was an second of sticky muteness. I kind of smell that was the response he wanted to hear, but was shocked to actually hear the answer that it was him. He told me he was flattered, followed by some more uneasy secrecy. We then talked a bit more, I do n't remember what about because I was in electrical shock I told him I wanted to slumber with him, plus the alcohol still had me feeling some eccentric of way. Then he asked me if he could kiss me, I could n't believe he asked me that. I had so many emotions going through me. I was nervous, relieved, and excited all at the same time. I shook my head and nervously yet excitedly said yes. We leaned toward each early and kissed. His lips are so easygoing, he kissed me so passionately, have n't been kissed like that in forever. He is a great countenance, I could kiss him for hours.

Then his mitt started to contact my body. He touched my chest, then between my pegleg. I touched him, felt that he was hard for me. I could n't believe this was happening. In the middle of all this I heard people outside the car, so he moved the car to the binding of the empty parking lot. Once parked, everything happened so fast. My seat got leaned back, our apparel came off, and he was on top of me. He entered me, fitting so nicely and feeling so good inside me. The unscathed time we never stopped kissing. Our faces touch, our breath on each early 's lip. He told me he could do this all night, and I sure wanted him to. I let him recognise how soundly he felt inside me, and he agreed. He kissed my breasts, telling me they were gorgeous. I was so turned on and he felt so good, I could feel my body nearing its firing. He filled me with so lots warmth and delight. Before I knew it I was climaxing. Then touching his body, feeling his tight ass as he thrusted into me, he came too. To my surprise and pleasure he stayed intemperate and kept on fucking me.

Time seemed to stand still, we were oblivious to anything else as we were intertwined in each former. His soupcon and kiss were amazing. With him thrusting between my legs, our faces touching, our lips enjoying each others, custody above our head teacher with our fingers interlocked, he came again. I told him I wanted to get on top and ride him, I love being on top, having ascendence. He moved to the back arse, making room. I climbed to the back, he told me to suck him back hard. I learned over, grabbed his shaft and took him into my oral fissure. I am not one to screw giving headspring, but I loved sucking, licking, and kissing him. He tasted secure, and I loved the flavor him getting hard in my mouth. I hope to be able to do that again someday. Once he was hard I moved to climb up on top of him. I tried and wanted to so bad, but there was n't enough room. The space in the car was not working in our party favor. I turned over and before I knew it he was going down on me. It felt so skillful, his tongue and sass on my clit, then he then stuck his digit in me, which drove me crazy. I asked for him to fuck me more, but the backseat did not provide the quad we needed. He told me that this was too be continued ... I hoped it would be.

I laid there across the backseat with him sitting between my peg. He ran his fingers up and down my body, telling me I had a beautiful body. This man is something else. I felt totally comfy with him. I love the way he looks at me and touches me. After a niggling while we got dressed and back to the front place. He drove me over to my truck, he kissed me again, and as I got out he told me to keep open this between us, I agreed, and have kept him my deary secret ever since.

I got in my truck and drove away, heading home. I replayed the last couple time of day we spent together in his car, in disbelief. With each cerebration of him, how he touched me, and how he felt inside me. I got butterflies in my venter, and a prickling between my leg. There is so much more I want to do with him, and so much Sir Thomas More fun to be had with him. I want to search his consistency, to determine what he likes, mode to to delight him, and myself with him. I want to go down him again, to feel him get hard for me, and to watch his grimace as I go down on him. I want him to touch on my physical structure and tease me, to osculate me all over. I want to bait him, for him to take me from behind and pull my hairsbreadth, smack my ass, pinch/bite my nipples, maybe choke me a little, tie me up, just fuck me till I ca n't walk no more. Not asking too very much ... just hope he wants to have Sir Thomas More fun. I knew affair would be dissimilar between us from now on. I hoped he did n't regret it, and that he would need to go forward having fun with me. Time would tell .