Serious Talk

Alex had gone wo work early. He had a big presentation today that he'd been stressing about for weeks. I laid in bed, I was working later but I had a lazy morning planned. Thought from last night swirled around my head. I'd never felt so sexually awakened before. But it didn't seem right to continue doing this while being with Alex. It wouldn't be fair. Yet the desire kept burning hotter inside me, refusing to leave me alone. I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to calm myself down.

Part of me wanted to confess everything to Alex and see how it played out. What if things between us improved? Maybe I could handle the temptation of Jake and remain faithful. Perhaps I owed it to Alex to give that a try. On the other hand, why put ourselves through that?

Regardless of how enticing the thrill was, remaining loyal seemed like the only morally acceptable choice. Besides, the risks associated with continuing such affairs were far greater than any potential pleasure derived from them. I sighed heavily, rolling onto my side and closing my eyes. Sleep proved elusive, as images of Jake flashed through my mind. His body, his kisses, and the taste of his cock still lingered on my lips.

Jake seemed so experienced and he'd been so dominant, I wondered how I compared to the other girls. I wondered if I was on his mind too. I picked up my phone and noticed a message from him.

My heart raced when I saw it. 'Good Morning, you did a good job yesterday' was all it said. It brought a smile to my face. Even though it was forbidden, it brought me excitement. It gave me a thrill knowing that this man, who possessed such raw sexual power, wanted me as badly as I desired him.

My hand found it's way down my pyjama bottoms, searching for release. My thumb gently rubbed against my wetness before my finger replaced it, slipping inside me. The sensation sent shivers through my entire body, heightening my arousal.

It was then that I realized how addicted I was to those feelings, and how deep the thrill ran within me. Taking my cue from him, I texted back a simple "Thank you". I couldn't believe we were communicating in such a playful manner behind Alex's back.

One part of me begged to explore the newfound desires that had ignited within me, while the other half feared the devastating consequences that awaited us if we chose to follow them. There was no easy answer to the predicament I had wandered into.

I started rubbing my clit harder, imagining Jake's hands on me, his warm lips trailing down my neck and shoulders. My fingers moved faster, and I was soon lost in a whirlwind of desire. I needed to find some kind of balance between my fantasies and reality. I couldn't ignore the passionate yearnings stirring deep within, but nor could I dismiss the fact that infidelity could cause irreparable damage to Alex and our relationship.

Jake sent another message. This time it was a picture of him flexing his muscles, a smirk dancing across his lips. I could almost hear him teasing me over the phone. I felt myself blush, taking note of his perfect physique. I wanted nothing more than to explore every inch of his body and let him explore mine.

I almost stopped to send him a picture back, but I worried it would be too far. I kept playing with myself, my imagination conjuring up scenarios where Jake dominated me completely. It was as if he held the key to unlock the hidden depths of my sexual desires.

I looked closely at the picture while I brought myself to the edge of orgasm. My fingers curled tightly around my neck as I arched my back, letting out a soft moan of satisfaction. Just then, my phone rang. I glanced at the caller ID - it was Alex calling. Frantically, I tucked the phone away underneath my pillow.

I picked up where I left off, intensifying the rhythm of my strokes.

I closed my eyes, imagining Jake's arms wrapped around me, his firm lips pressing against mine. My breath caught in my throat as I pictured myself tangled up in a sensual embrace with him. My hips bucked instinctively, pushing toward release.

My fingers gripped the fabric of my sheets, **** for relief. Finally, with a small cry, I allowed myself to fall into the abyss of pure, undiluted pleasure. I collapsed onto my pillows, utterly spent but entirely satisfied.

Just as I began to catch my breath, my phone buzzed again. I hesitated briefly, before checking it. It was a message from Alex.

"We need to have a serious talk." Was all it said.

I was a bit hung over and working on the evening. So, although I agreed we needed a serious talk, it wasn't happening today.

I laid in bed, thinking of ways to delay the inevitable talk. I started to rationalise that Alex had always prioritised his work over me, I'd just tried this one thing for myself, after years together, and I felt like he was going to take it away from me.

It actually made me a bit angry. Who was he to tell me what I could or couldn't do in my own life?

Angry seemed to work, I'd use that.

I put some make up on and a sexy set of underwear. It was black lace and I knew Alex loved it. I wanted to drive him crazy and delay the inevitable. I stood in the mirror and took some sexy selfies. As I went to send him one, to get him worked up, I lingered over Jake's number.

I sent them both a picture of myself in the lacy bra and panty set, standing in front of my bed. Jake responded immediately, 'I'll have to get a closer look at your bedroom sometime'. I smiled to myself, then I heard the front door opening. It's showtime.

"Hi babe, what's wrong?" I asked, as he walked through the door.

"Lily, we need to talk," Alex said, there was a firmness in his voice that was unlike him. He walked towards the living room and I followed, I walked fast and softly to get closer to him, I wasn't going to give him any breathing room.

"Did everything go okay today?" I asked, sitting down on the couch. Next to him, he looked a bit deflated, I didn't like seeing him like this, I needed to build him up.

I jumped on him playfully, forcing him down onto the sofa. He didn't have the strength he usually had, I'd guess from recent stress. He wasn't giving me the type of fight that I wanted. "What's wrong Alex?" I snapped, sharp with anger. "I don't understand why you're being like this."

I was going to take control now. I didn't like him acting like a sulky teenager.

"Why won't you just listen to me!" He protested. I wanted him to shut up, so I grabbed at his cock. It was hard, betraying his supposed anger.

"Did you just want to talk?" I teased as I rubbed the length of his cock through his pants. "Is that what you want? To talk?" I asked again squeezing it harder.

It was almost too easy, he got a glazed over look in his eyes that meant he was putty in my hands. I wasn't sure how far I could take it when he got like this, but I was pretty sure he'd do whatever I told him.

"Let go of me" he said, but the fight had left him.

"I can think of better uses for your mouth" I purred brushing my fingers against his lips.

His breath came heavier, and I could sense his resistance melting away. It felt almost cruel how easily I manipulated him. Alex's gaze travelled downwards. I could feel the heat rising off him, and his pupils dilated with desire. I grinned wickedly. Now was the moment to test the limits of his obsession.

I climbed up his body until my pussy was positioned right above his face. I gave him a mischievous grin, . Before he could even comprehend what was happening, I slowly lowered myself onto his waiting tongue.

Moans escaped my lips as he caressed me with his expert skills. My breath hitched as he continued his exquisite ministrations. Alex was driven, focusing solely on pleasing me. His tongue delved deeper into my core, he explored every sensitive area, bringing forth a torrent of intense sensations. My back arched involuntarily as wave after wave of euphoria coursed through my system.

Clasping his head with both hands, I urged him to carry on, not wanting the sublime experience to end. In response, he increased the intensity of his movements, skillfully manipulating my most intimate parts.

It was as if we were locked in a vortex of unbridled passion. Each tender touch of his tongue felt like electric currents surging through me. Every sensation was magnified, every impulse intensified by his oral manipulation.

I felt myself reaching the peak of ecstasy as his skilled tongue continued its relentless journey inside me. My body trembled with anticipation, and my heart raced as I neared the precipice of sheer bliss. With every lingering stroke, the boundaries of my resolve strengthened.

I wanted this and I took it, and it feels so good.

The fire spreading throughout my core grew stronger, fuelling my unabashed passion. I felt my climax approaching.

Desperately trying to hold it back, I gasped, unable to suppress a scream of ecstasy. My body shook violently as waves of pleasure crashed over me, leaving me weakened and overcome with an explosion of rapturous delight. I cried out, my voice hoarse from my encounter with Jake. The sensations gradually subsided, allowing my breath to return to normal and my body to relax.

Alex was still laid beneath me, looking pleased with himself. There was a hint of uncertainty about him, but he appeared subdued, which I found incredibly attractive.

I got up and quickly put my work clothes on, leaving him dumbfounded on the couch .

"Good talk," I said, I couldn't help but feel proud of myself for handling that situation with ease. I skipped out of the front door and off to work.