Desperate Wife Fucks Co-Worker (fm:sex at work, 3323 words)

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Mark had rolled off her a few minutes ago, grunting as he reached his climax. As usual, he had done little to please her, his focus solely on his own satisfaction. She had tried to fake it, moaning and gasping at all the right moments, but deep down, she felt nothing but frustration and longing.

Ethan, on the other hand, starred in all of Sarah's fantasies. With his chiseled jaw, broad shoulders, and the way his shirt clung to his muscular chest, he was the epitome of male perfection. She often found herself daydreaming about him, imagining his hands roaming her body, his lips trailing kisses down her neck.

Sarah sighed, rolling over to face the wall. She knew it was wrong to have these thoughts about another man, especially someone she worked with. But she couldn't help it. Her marriage had grown stale and unfulfilling, and she craved the passion and excitement she had once felt.

As she lay there, lost in her thoughts, Sarah's hand drifted between her legs. She began to touch herself, her fingers gliding over her sensitive folds as she imagined it was Ethan's hand instead of her own. She pictured his strong, capable fingers exploring her most intimate places, bringing her to heights of pleasure she had never experienced before.

Her breathing grew heavier as she lost herself in the fantasy, her hips rocking against her hand as she chased her release. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, not wanting to wake Mark.

Just as she was about to reach her peak, Sarah heard a knock at the door. Startled, she quickly pulled her hand away, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe what she had been about to do, right there next to her husband.

"Sarah? Are you awake?" Mark mumbled, stirring beside her.

"Yeah, I'm up," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady. "Just thinking about tomorrow's meeting."

Mark grunted in response, rolling over and falling back asleep. Sarah lay there for a while longer, her body still tingling with unfulfilled desire.

She knew she had to find a way to quell these cravings before they consumed her. But deep down, she knew that no matter how hard she tried, nothing could compare to the thrill she felt when she was near Ethan.

The next day at work, Sarah found herself extra nervous. She knew she would see Ethan at the office, and the thought made her stomach flutter with excitement.

As she walked down the hallway, her heels clicking on the polished floor, she spotted him talking to a colleague. His shirt was rolled up to his elbows, revealing his toned forearms and a glimpse of a tattoo peeking out from under his sleeve.

Sarah's breath caught in her throat as she approached, trying to act casual. "Hey, Ethan," she said, forcing a smile. "How's it going?"

Ethan turned to face her, his blue eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled back. "Hey, Sarah. Not bad. Just wrapping up a project."

Sarah nodded, trying to focus on what he was saying instead of the way his lips curved around each word. "That's great," she replied, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I was actually hoping to talk to you about something."

Ethan raised an eyebrow, leaning against the wall. "Oh yeah? What's up?"

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Turkey Butt writes Thu 18 Sep 2025 11:28:

He needs to taste that pussy...

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