[Cheating] the ones that got away

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On my way to work during summer last year i had to cut through an industrial estate, the bus only went so far the rest i had to complete on foot. A good half hour walk enjoyable nice and quiet. Every morning about half a mile along the road this stunner on a pushbike would pass me by and say a cheery hello, at first i had to look behind me to see who she was talking to. It was definately me. This continued for about a week before i felt at ease enough not to spook her out in any way, after all it was very quiet with nobody about.

She was aged about 40, 5'11 tall with long lovely legs well defined, skin tight cut denim shorts and she wore skimpy vest tops no bra. Long black hair tied with a pony tail, the pony tail almost touched her ass as she cycled past. She'd the sort of legs you would have poured champagne over and licked back off. She looked a bit like a younger Ali McGraw. A week in i think she feels safe enough passing me she knows i'm no threat. So i say hello back to her, then it's lovely morning or good to see you. Her smile was genuine, a lovely happy person. I'd love to sniff your bike seat and rip your panties off with my mouth, thats what i was thinking. In work i couldn't help but think about her.

One morning she stopped beside me opened a bottle of water and offered me some, quick gamble cheek or no cheek? sod it go for it. I told her nah your allright i don't know where your mouths been. She let out a roar of a laugh then poured the water over my head and said 'see you tommorow ya cheeky bastard' and cycled off. I was checking her out she looked behind her and smiled at me. He aims he shoots he scores!

As the week goes on we become more chatty and flirty, it's like a set routine for us both to stop and have a quick natter, she's hitting on me and i'm playing it cool pretending to be hard to get. The following Monday morning she said to me 'remember you said you didn't know where my mouth had been? well i know where i would like it to be now' i didn't know if she was joking or serious. and where is that i said?. She asked for my phone number if i wanted to find out.

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I did the only decent thing a man in my postition could do as someone in a pretty miserable relationship already, i didn't hesitate to give her my phone number. She told me she would text me after work for our date. I wiped out all of my jobs early and got home as quick as i could. My 'wife' was already home on another sick day with another of her migraines. I got showered shaved and spruced up, back later love just away to the bar. Which wasn't a lie, i headed into town hit the first bar where i wasn't known and waited for the text. The text came at about 6, she chose a bar where i was a sort of regular but that didn't matter at all.

I got there, she was outside waiting for me. Fucking hell! Her hair was tied up in a bun she was wearing designer black sleveless silk dress the ones open to the waist. Cleavage a go-go, stunning beauitiful unbelievable and i told her so. Theres me casually dressed no flowers or chocs for the lady, what a scumbag i must have looked. I told her if i had known we were going to a church meeting i would have dressed for the occasion, she was in stitches laughing uproarisly. The charm and jokes just oozed out of me. In the bar all the blokes and some women had their eyes on my date. We left the bar and she took me to a resturant where she had a table booked, i'd the steak she had sea bass. Candles soft music fancy food and napkins, sophisticated company. Christmas dinner in our house is me eating turkey off my lap and using my sleeve to wipe my chin.

She insisted on paying and we went back to her flat in a swanky part of town overlooking the river, one of those modern redevelopment yuppie pads that cost a fortune. She showed me around the flat,Massive flat screen TV balcony with an 8 inch reflecting telescope on an equatorial mount i pointed out, very good she said you know astronomy? well i used to, then shrugged my shoulders. I had to sell all of my astronomical and photographic equipment to pay for my 'wife's credit card debt. I didn't tell her that, the shrug said everything that needed saying.

'theres the kitchen where you can get snacks in the middle of the night, thats the shower and toilet and heres the bedroom' she opened the bedroom door, french windows wall mounted LCD TV books in book cases and not all over the floor and a double bed with black satin sheets, massive built in wardrobes with full length mirrors. She went to get some drinks for us and i had a nosey expecting to find some play gear in her wardrobe, but there was nothing. No kinky stuff or play clothes just designer denim casual wear and formal wear.

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She came back in as i pretended like i wasn't up to no good having a snoop in her wardrobes, she sat on the end of the bed and told me to join her. I sat beside her, we had beers we weren't really talking just passing chatter. She put the TV on, somebody had to make the first move may as well be me. I took the drink from her hand, took her hand in mine. She was cold but clamy, we kissed i ran my hand up her leg we fell onto the bed making out, i had my hand up inside her dress stroking the inside of her right thigh. There was definate moisture there, i reached further in and cupped her swollen vulva with the palm of my hand, rubbing her gently as i teased her panties down. Her legs were split apart as i got the panties down to her ankles. We were dry humping now.

My engorgement was evident, she unbuttoned my jeans as i lay on top of her unsheathed my cock and stroked it over her pussy. I stopped undressed her and myself, she was hot beyond my wildest dreams. The body of a younger Jamie lee Curtis, no fakery or silicone involved. I want you inside me now! she exclaimed, i didn't want to rush it. I rocked my cock back and foward over her clit for a few minutes before instertion. Slow full deep thrusts of my pelvis into her, angling my cock for her maximum pleasure until i found the sweet spot. When i found it i went for it, kissing her sucking her tits kissing her stomach. I had myself arched up on my fists as i pumped away going for the cum blast.

When i was ready she was already there twice over, i pulled out and stroked off holding her pussy apart and aimed my load for her clit, my first spurt aim was true. I swathed her clit in copious amounts of semen, 2nd and 3rd shot was all over the inside of her swollen pink beautiful pussy lips and stomach. By the time i had finished she was fingering herself as the last shot fired off over her fingers. I wiped myself off on her neat tidy pubes and inside leg.

she brought herself to another orgasm, i knelt back and watched her complete my good work before knocking myself up another hard on to unload all over her again. I rubbed her knees as i jerked myself off and blasted another load over her tits and stomach before falling onto my back all spent and exhausted of man juice. I fell asleep, she awoke me that morning with a coffee, looks like were taking a sick day she said. Sick day? excuse me i never take sick days i protested more than i should have. Yeah stunning hot chick you're in her pad after banging her and she wants to spend the rest of the day with you, yeah she's going to know something isn't up when you say no! I made my excuses and left, got home called in sick to work and explained to my 'wife' that i was drunk got lost and slept in an underpass.


In the above dear reader you'll notice i never once refer to the other lady by name, thats because it never happened, it's all true up until she asked for my phone number, when she asked for it i told her i was already in a relationship. We said goodbye after that, i took a different route to work. Don't know her name and never will. But in my head thats what happened.

Have you any stories of your own where you had it laid out for you on a platter declined the offer but kicked yourself at what could have been? Please do tell.