Sarah: Office, Cuckold, Cheating

I was 20 years old when I experienced my first futa. Being young, drunk, four months out of a bad relationship and living it up at a college party does a thing or two about a girl's better sense of judgement. Her name was Ana, a tall half Russian chick I had taken a liking to at the start of the semester. A hottie with amazing curves and the nicest E cups I had ever had the pleasure of play squeezing a few days before. I've been wanting to scissor and eat her out in my dorm room for the longest time and when finally given the opportunity to actually bring her there, my raging nympho libido jumped right to it. I was barely past the front door before I finally noticed the huge pulsating bulge in her jeans. The shock did not even register as I was tossed onto my bed, legs happily spread eagled before her. I spent the rest of that night getting all my holes roughly pumped by the normally shy babe in the classroom corner. We dated until graduation. By then, my mouth and pussy were perfectly shaped for her 10 inch cock to easily slide in and out and the first sweet delicious taste of her cum was my fondest memory of her.

Almost 10 years later, I was now married to the man of my dreams and looking to settle in a new city with him. There were a lot of bells and whistles still to sort out, as well as a lot of worries. We had wanted to start a family, but we lacked the funds to afford raising kids, let alone handle the new loans we had to take out to get the new house. Just to make sure, Jacob and I agreed for me to go through the necessary procedures to make sure I don't suddenly get pregnant, at least until we solve ut financial situation. After a month of struggle, I convinced Jacob that I needed to get back to work in real estate to pick up the slack, and within a week, I was asked to come in for my first interview. I got myself dressed in my old but trusty two piece suit, a classic white blouse with a thigh high pencil skirt, checking that my cleavage was not too showy despite it straining from the extra cup size I had gained. Despite being 30, I still looked very much like my blonde self from ages ago as I had kept my lifestyle healthy and active.

Little did I realize when I left the house that day that our lives were about to turn completely upside down, for better or worse.