Our First Night.

I'm a nurse and had just got a new job in a new situation. Everything was going practiced, I liked the hoi polloi and the physician I worked with, and the workplace I did. Everything was going big in life.

I 'm about 5 foundation 8, norm material body, large breasts, carnival skin, and brown pilus just below my shoulders. I have always loved attending from attractive men. Even have it away a good challenge to get their attention too. I am get married, and my husband is ok with me having a lover on the side.

Over the future class I grew closer with one of the doctors I worked with. He was always teaching me and explaining stuff to me, expanding my breast feeding knowledge. He is a few long time older than me, a smidgin shorter than me, has a shaved head, and a gymnastic sexy body. We were always joking with each other and having a good time at work, but kept it professional. I began to search forward to when he was in the agency or when he would call off, and began to palpate an attracton toward him. He is convinced, smart, and has such charisma when he talks. He is so kind and modest. He is a great teacher and push me to be a effective 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 know about my attraction to him, and hoped he would want to have some fun with me.

One nighttime 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 doc and let him sleep with we were going out and he should halt by for a drink. I was elated to see him already at the bar when we walked in. I was wearing my scrubs from employment, as I had not been home yet. He was dressed nice, as he had some dinner banquet to go to. He was looking handsome and smelling so good. I am a sucker for a good smelling man, one of my weaknesses, it makes a man so much more attractive if he smells good. He bought us a dead reckoning of something top ledge, then abruptly left for his banquet. My co-worker and I stayed there drinking, talking, and having a good meter. A twosome 60 minutes later individual mentioned that I should text him to issue forth back and buy Sir Thomas More shots. So I did, and to my surprise he said he would stop back by.

It was just about 2 time of day later he showed back up. By this meter I was pretty buzzed. I had already had 6 or 7 beverage and a twosome crack. He ordered more shot, I had one or two Thomas More, and was felling pretty safe. 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 drive, I told him he had to ram me where ever we went. This also gave me a short time to be alone with him. We talked the completely way to the restaurant, about zilch specific or personal. Meeting a few protagonist at the eating house. He sat next to me at the board. I wanted to reach out and advert 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 little. The restaurant was near end time, and we all started to impart. As we were leaving I was looking forward to being alone with him again. I wanted to spill the beans more with him, to see if I could get a feel for if I should evidence him about my attraction to him. I got in the car with him, and off we drove back to my truck.

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

Then as we pulled up to my motortruck, he asked me to tell him something. I was so nervous, but the alcohol left in my system gave me some courage. I told him about the undetermined family relationship I have with my husband. That I am allowed to experience sex with whom ever I want, and that my married man is ok with it. He asked if I had anyone in head, I said `` yes ''. He said `` who ? ``, I was uneasy to say it was him, so I said `` someone ''. He insisted again `` who ? ''. I thought wow he 's not gon na dedicate up and well it 's now or never, so I said `` you ''.

There was an import of uneasy silence. I form of flavour that was the answer 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 awkward muteness. We then talked a bit more, I do n't think of what about because I was in shock I told him I wanted to catch some Z's with him, plus the intoxicant still had me feeling some type of way. Then he asked me if he could buss 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 time. I shook my headway and nervously yet excitedly said yes. We leaned toward each former and kissed. His sass are so sonant, he kissed me so passionately, have n't been kissed like that in forever. He is a great kisser, I could kiss him for hours.

Then his helping hand started to tinge my trunk. He touched my breasts, then between my legs. I touched him, felt that he was hard for me. I could n't conceive this was happening. In the eye of all this I heard people outside the car, so he moved the car to the back of the vacuous parking lot. Once parked, everything happened so fast. My seat got leaned back, our wearing apparel came off, and he was on top of me. He entered me, fitting so nicely and feeling so good inside me. The whole time we never stopped kissing. Our faces touch, our breather on each former 's mouth. He told me he could do this all dark, and I sure wanted him to. I let him know how good he felt inside me, and he agreed. He kissed my white meat, telling me they were gorgeous. I was so turned on and he felt so serious, I could feel my consistency nearing its passing. He filled me with so much passion and pleasure. Before I knew it I was climaxing. Then touching his body, feeling his compressed ass as he thrusted into me, he came too. To my surprise and pleasure he stayed operose and kept on fucking me.

Time seemed to stand still, we were unmindful to anything else as we were intertwined in each former. His touches and kisses were amazing. With him thrusting between my stage, our faces touching, our lip enjoying each others, paw above our psyche with our digit interlocked, he came again. I told him I wanted to get on top and ride him, I love being on top, having restraint. He moved to the stake hind end, making way. I climbed to the back, he told me to imbibe him back hard. I learned over, grabbed his shaft and took him into my mouth. I am not one to have intercourse giving heading, but I loved sucking, licking, and kissing him. He tasted safe, and I loved the feeling him getting hard in my oral cavity. I hope to be able to do that again someday. Once he was hard I moved to climb on top of him. I tried and wanted to so bad, but there was n't enough room. The blank 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 dependable, his spit and rim on my clit, then he then stuck his finger in me, which drove me crazy. I asked for him to fuck me more, but the backseat did not offer the blank 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 peg. He ran his finger's breadth 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 contact me. After a little while we got dressed and back to the front tooshie. He drove me over to my truck, he kissed me again, and as I got out he told me to observe this between us, I agreed, and have kept him my favorite secret ever since.

I got in my truck and tug away, heading home. I replayed the last distich time of day we spent together in his car, in unbelief. With each cerebration of him, how he touched me, and how he felt inside me. I got butterflies in my stomach, and a tingle between my legs. There is so much more I want to do with him, and so much more than fun to be had with him. I want to explore his body, to observe what he likes, ways to to please him, and myself with him. I want to go down him again, to feel him get hard for me, and to find out his boldness as I go down on him. I want him to touch my consistence and tease me, to kiss me all over. I want to ride him, for him to take me from behind and get out my hair, smack my ass, pinch/bite my nipple, maybe choke me a little, tie me up, just fuck me till I ca n't take the air no more. Not asking too much ... just hope he wants to take More fun. I knew things would be different between us from now on. I hoped he did n't rue it, and that he would want to continue having fun with me. Time would say .