Our First Night.

I'm a nurse and had just got a new job in a new billet. Everything was going secure, I liked the people and the doctors I worked with, and the work I did. Everything was going great in life.

I 'm about 5 foot 8, average build, gravid breasts, fair hide, and Robert Brown haircloth just below my berm. I have always loved attention from attractive men. Even love a good challenge to get their attention too. I am married, and my husband is ok with me having a lover on the side.

Over the next year I grew closer with one of the doc I worked with. He was always teaching me and explaining stuff to me, expanding my nursing knowledge. He is a few geezerhood honest-to-god than me, a smidgeon shorter than me, has a shaved head, and a gymnastic sexy body. We were always joking with each early and having a good meter at work, but kept it professional. I began to appear forward to when he was in the office staff or when he would scream, and began to feel an attracton toward him. He is confident, smart, and has such charisma when he talks. He is so kind and low. He is a great teacher and pushes me to be a better nurse, 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 bed about my attraction to him, and hoped he would need to have some fun with me.

One nighttime a co-worker was having a going away company at a bar. I was n't planning on going, but another co-worker convinced me to go. I texted the doctor 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 scrub from work, as I had not been home yet. He was dressed nice, as he had some dinner feast to go to. He was looking handsome and smelling so beneficial. I am a patsy for a effective smell man, one of my weaknesses, it makes a man so much more attractive if he smells good. He bought us a shot of something top ledge, then abruptly left for his banquet. My co-workers and I stayed there drinking, talking, and having a undecomposed prison term. A pair hours later mortal mentioned that I should text him to fall back and buy more shots. So I did, and to my surprisal he said he would bar back by.

It was just about 2 minute later he showed back up. By this time I was pretty buzzed. I had already had 6 or 7 drinks and a couple snap. He ordered more shots, I had one or two More, and was felling pretty serious. Others started to leave. He said he was hungry 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 repulse, I told him he had to drive me where ever we went. This also gave me a little time to be alone with him. We talked the whole way to the eatery, about nothing particular or personal. Meeting a few friends at the eatery. He sat next to me at the table. I wanted to reach out and tint him, and kiss him, but we were n't alone, plus I did n't have the bravery to at that time.

It was toward the end of the meal, I was sobering up ... a little. The restaurant was near shutdown time, and we all started to depart. As we were leaving I was looking forward to being alone with him again. I wanted to talk more with him, to see if I could get a tone for if I should tell him about my attractiveness to him. I got in the car with him, and off we drove back to my truck.

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

Then as we pulled up to my motortruck, he asked me to recite him something. I was so spooky, but the intoxicant left in my system gave me some courage. I told him about the open relationship I have with my husband. That I am allowed to own sex with whom ever I want, and that my hubby 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 `` someone ''. He insisted again `` who ? ''. I thought wow he 's not gon na founder up and well it 's now or never, so I said `` you ''.

There was an present moment of awkward quiet. I kind of tone that was the solution he wanted to hear, but was shocked to actually learn the solvent that it was him. He told me he was flattered, followed by some more bunglesome silence. We then talked a bit more, I do n't remember what about because I was in shock I told him I wanted to sleep with him, plus the alcoholic beverage still had me feeling some case of way. Then he asked me if he could kiss me, I could n't consider he asked me that. I had so many emotions going through me. I was nervous, relieved, and excited all at the Saami metre. I shook my head and nervously yet excitedly said yes. We leaned toward each other and kissed. His lips are so soft, he kissed me so passionately, have n't been kissed like that in forever. He is a peachy kisser, I could kiss him for hours.

Then his hands started to rival my organic structure. He touched my bosom, then between my leg. I touched him, felt that he was hard for me. I could n't conceive this was happening. In the center of all this I heard people outside the car, so he moved the car to the back of the abandon parking lot. Once parked, everything happened so fast. My keister got leaned back, our dress came off, and he was on top of me. He entered me, fitting so nicely and feeling so goodness inside me. The unanimous metre we never stopped kissing. Our faces touching, our breath on each other 's lips. He told me he could do this all Nox, and I sure wanted him to. I let him know how good he felt inside me, and he agreed. He kissed my tit, telling me they were gorgeous. I was so turned on and he felt so good, I could finger my body nearing its waiver. He filled me with so much warmth and joy. 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 surprisal and pleasance he stayed arduous and kept on fucking me.

Time seemed to bear still, we were oblivious to anything else as we were intertwined in each other. His touches and osculation were amazing. With him thrusting between my leg, our faces touching, our lips enjoying each others, hands above our heads 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 mastery. He moved to the indorse can, making room. I climbed to the back, he told me to blow him back hard. I learned over, grabbed his spear and took him into my mouth. I am not one to love giving pass, but I loved sucking, licking, and kissing him. He tasted good, and I loved the feeling him getting hard in my oral fissure. I hope to be able to do that again someday. Once he was intemperate I moved to wax on top of him. I tried and wanted to so bad, but there was n't adequate way. The distance in the car was not working in our favor. I turned over and before I knew it he was going down on me. It felt so good, his tongue and lips on my clit, then he then stuck his finger in me, which drove me softheaded. I asked for him to sleep together me more, but the backseat did not provide the space 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 legs. He ran his fingers up and down my body, telling me I had a beautiful body. This man is something else. I felt totally comfortable with him. I love the way he looks at me and match me. After a little while we got dressed and back to the straw man tail end. He drove me over to my truck, he kissed me again, and as I got out he told me to maintain this between us, I agreed, and have kept him my favorite mystical ever since.

I got in my truck and ram away, heading house. I replayed the last couple minute we spent together in his car, in disbelief. With each opinion of him, how he touched me, and how he felt inside me. I got butterflies in my tummy, and a tingle between my legs. There is so much more I want to do with him, and so much more fun to be had with him. I want to explore his body, to ascertain what he likes, fashion to to please him, and myself with him. I want to go down him again, to feel him get hard for me, and to watch his face as I go down on him. I want him to touch my soundbox and taunt me, to kiss me all over. I want to twit him, for him to take me from behind and pull my hair, reek my ass, pinch/bite my nipples, maybe choke me a footling, tie me up, just sleep together me till I ca n't walk no more. Not asking too a good deal ... just hope he wants to have More fun. I knew things would be different between us from now on. I hoped he did n't regret it, and that he would want to continue having fun with me. metre would tell .