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Posted:Jun 23, 2020 4:36 pm
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Am I a magnet for married women? Part III
Posted:Jun 17, 2020 8:08 pm
Last Updated:Jul 9, 2020 7:2 am

This story is getting a bit long, and it only the first married woman to aggressively pursue me! I will try to finish up this one more concisely. So, I sleep off the alcohol and drive home. Damian continues to make odd comments to me like we have this mutual understanding about being "players" and I try to not let the fact that I have been inside his wife affect our working relationship.

I still attend Amy and Damian's BBQs, because that is where all my friends go to start the weekend, and I must admit, I like the attention Amy gives me. One chilly night, I am sitting outside under their car port with a circle of friends and she decides to sit in my lap. She tells me shes cold, then turns around, unzips my jacket then sits and puts the jacket on herself (with me still in it) and zips it back up. She whispers to me, "pull your hands in so you can play with my tits." My friends are already staring at me, wondering what is going on, so I don't comply. She whispers again, "don't you like my tits? I want you to squeeze them!" I continue to resist, so she unzips and stomps away.

Stuff like this constantly happened at almost every BBQ I went to, until the infamous night...It was a Friday and Damian was out of town for work so there was no BBQ that weekend. My roommate came into my room and asked if I had any plans. "Nope, just trolling the internet for chicks," I said. I think this may have been before I discovered FuckBookHookups. "Let's go to the club or something. I'm bored out of my mind!" my roommate responded. So we get ready and make our way to the club. On the way there, I get a call from Amy's friend, Lisa. She pleads for me to come over and I tell her that we already made plans. We get to the club and its an ok night. We close it down, but are still wanting to keep it going (mostly because we hadn't found someone to take home), so we debate where to go next. "Anywhere but Amy's house," I say, and guess who decides to call just at that moment. "Are you guys done at the club?" Amy asks. "yeah but I think we are gonna go to this bar on the other side of town," I reply. "Oh ok, but when you get done, you know you can come over, right?" "Yes, Amy, but I really don't think we are going to make it to your house tonight." She persists, but I hang up the phone with her maintaining my stance against showing up at her house.
I turn to my roommate who is driving. "So, where are we going?" He smiles and says, "Amy's house." "You motherfucker! No, we can't do it. He continues to make his way to the house of sin.
Long story short. Lisa had already left, my roommate abandons me to go sleep in his car while I'm in the bathroom and Amy has me right where she wants me. I end up eating her out on her couch (apparently Damien never ate her out before!) and she cums quickly. I begin to fuck her but after a few minutes, I get a guilty conscious/sober up and tell her I need to go. That this was a bad idea. I wake up my sleeping roommate, bitch him out for a few minutes and drive us back to our apartment.
I skip the BBQs for about 6 months, but about a month or two after "the night" I find out Amy is pregnant. I wonder if it could be mine though I didn't ejaculate in her and wasn't in her for very long. I do have a ton of pre-cum so I am getting pretty worried that the improbable happened. My working relationship with Damien becomes strained, until one day at another friend's house party, he finally has it out with me. He thought I was a good guy and I violated his trust by visiting Amy with him out of town. I explained how I explicitly tried not to go there and at no time since first meeting his wife, was I the one pursuing her. She was in fact, openly pursuing me right in front of him and I thought he was excited by it. We made our peace and eventually I made my way back to a party here and there. Amy and I actually discussed how we were both worried that the baby was mine, because the timing was almost on the dot, However, once the baby came out, he was a spitting image of their other two and all the doubt was erased.
Amy MOSTLY stopped her aggressive pursuit of me after that, but every once in awhile would still try to kiss me in the middle of parties or ask me oddly intimate questions about her body or how she should dress or wear her hair.
Am I a magnet for married women? Part II
Posted:Jun 7, 2020 4:02 pm
Last Updated:Jun 12, 2020 7:02 pm

Going into work Monday, I wasn't sure if I should have a discussion with Damien about the weekend. I decided just stay quiet and keep it myself. We worked in a pretty relaxed environment with very few women around, so more often than not, we would get on the topic of sex and other lewd subjects. times out of ten, when Damien had something say, he would end it with "players got " and he would wink at and say, "you know what I'm talking about." I really didn't, but I guess it made him feel more comfortable about the situation that happened that infamous weekend.

I don't recall how much time had passed, but eventually I found myself at one of Amy and Damien's barbecues. It was a really good time. People from work came, as well as, some of the neighbors and a few of their friends. There was music, drinks, games and they even had a trampoline in the backyard. Amy was an excellent host and made sure that my cup always had liquor in it. Could she be trying to get me intoxicated?

Amy had this gorgeous Korean friend, Lisa, who had plump, pouty lips, tan skin, and a killer bod. the guys, including Damien, would vie for her, and she would generally ignore all their advances. As the night went , I found myself in the backyard and saw that my roommate at the time was jumping the trampoline with Lisa. I quickly scrambled my way and began jumping with them. Lisa fell down and my roommate fell next her and moved next her in a spoon position. I looked down and said, "sandwich time!" and scooted my butt into her so that we had a -way spoon going. Out of nowhere, Amy is pulling on my arm and saying, "no, he's mine!" I get dragged away from Lisa the side of the trampoline and am suddenly with the feeling that I am a lot more intoxicated than I thought. I tell Amy, "I'm just gonna go to sleep here," and I close my eyes. She drops next to and says, "No, don't go sleep yet. I need you!" and begins kiss the lips. I open my eyes and see another coworker with his hands his head and his jaw dropped the floor in astonishment. I close my eyes again and try to drift to sleep, but Amy hauls me to my feet and leads me off the trampoline. She gets me some water and sits me down on the couch.

The party is a blur for awhile, but eventually it starts to wind down and people leave. My roommate had already taken off and I was in no condition to drive, so I asked if I could sleep on the couch. Amy says, "I have much bigger plans for you. Let me get some blankets." She goes into the closet and grabs some blankets and says, "Come on out to the trampoline and we can fool around," and walks out the back door. I sit on the couch for what must have been 5 minutes before Amy comes back in and says, "Come on! What are you waiting for?" I slowly get up and make my way out, unsure if this is really the drama I want get involved with.

We lay together on the trampoline, and once again I am trying convince her that this is something that will just complicate her life, especially if it is someone her husband has work with. I remind her that her are sleeping upstairs, along with her husband (who I suspect is watching everything through the window). She insist that she just really likes me and wants to spend time with me. She takes my hand and places it on her more than ample breast and asks if I like them. They feel amazing and I let her know. She undoes her bra and shows them to me in their full glory. They are perfectly shaped natural Ds, no stretch marks, just absolutely beautiful. We start to make out.

She tells that she wants me to finger her and unzips her jeans, pulling them down just enough for her to shove my hand down and reach her moist pussy. "Make me cum," she says. I ask her if she wants to cum like this, and I push two fingers deep inside her as she moans in pleasure, or like this, and I pull out and start to make slow circles around her clit. She is silent for a moment, and then says, "make me cum both ways, over and over." I decide concentrate on her clit first and she cums quickly.

I begin to finger her, but she is begging for me to put my cock inside of her, "Just the tip. I HAVE to know how you feel inside of me." I give in, and pull my aching cock out of my pants and try to enter her from behind while we lay in the spoon position. Her jeans were pretty tight, and because they were still around her hips, it was making it difficult to get an angle that would work. After a few moments of struggling, I finally pull her pants down and slide easily into her now dripping pussy.

She eagerly pushes back in to me, clearly wanting more than just the tip, but after a few thrusts, she pulls away. "Oh my god! I can't believe I'm doing this," she says, and pulls on her clothes and runs back inside the house. I gather my thoughts for a while and decide it is probably a good idea for me to go sleep in my car.
Am I a magnet for married women? Part I
Posted:Jun 7, 2020 3:18 pm
Last Updated:Jun 17, 2020 7:28 pm

So, it started one night when I went a club with some co-workers. I rode the club with one of them, lets call him Nick, and we do the usual, get some drinks, meet with other friends, and survey the scene. I was new the job, so I was meeting some of the guys I would be working with for the first time. I was introduced 3 or 4 guys, including Damien, who said his wife his wife was also at the club, but was dancing right now.

We B.S.'ed for awhile, asking each other where we were from, making small talk and strategizing who we would ask dance. Then Damien's wife makes an appearance. She was a very light-skinned African American with freckles her cheeks, the kind you would probably think was Caucasian (and I did until she told otherwise). She had a curvy figure and a set of perky tits match. Needless say, she caught my eye.

Damien called her over and introduced her as Amy. Amy quickly said hello, then said, "I want go dance again." I looked Damien and said, "go dance with your wife" He replied, "I don't dance, I lean," and proceed lean back against the wall and bounce the music. Yeah, he was kind of a pompous ass at times. Then he tells me go dance with her. I said, "Ok, let's go," and she grabs by the hand and pulls into the crowd. As she leads , she keeps looking back until we are almost the other side of the dance floor where she stops us and says, "I don't think they'll see us here." Innocent replies, "why would we care if they see us?" Amy pulls herself into , looks in the eyes and says, "because of this", and she reaches under my shirt, feeling my chest as she grinds into . I just stand there stunned for a few moments and then I ask, "Don't you think your husband would be pissed if he saw us?" She replied, "Its ok. I have permission."

She starts leading me across the dance floor again, this time taking me an elevated section they normally only let females . She drags past the bouncer and then pushes against the wall and says, "Stay here and watch." She leaves and heads toward two gorgeous blonds that are dancing together and slides in between them and almost instantly has them both gyrating their hips into here from each side, the one in front of her grabbing her ass and the one behind her going her shirt and rubbing the underside of her breasts. I am standing there dumbfounded, when I notice her fingering over. I shake off my shock and practically run over join them. At this point I'm in heaven. beautiful women are dancing around and , slipping in and out, each taking their turn with for what I think was 2 or 3 songs. It could have been half the night...time didn't mean a thing just then. One of the songs ended and Amy pulled away and says the other two, "he's mine tonight ladies, sorry! Thanks for the dance" and then takes the bar and insists buying a drink.
We get our drinks and head back my group of coworkers who are pretty much doing the same thing as when we left them. Amy goes and talks with Damien and I begin broach the subject of what just happened with Nick. Nick laughs and says, "Watch out brother, their kind of weird." I ask him what he means by that and he tells me I will find out if I keep hanging around them.

For the rest of the night, no matter where I go, Amy doesn't seem be far away. I catch her looking at and she just smiles back at . At the end of the night she invites back their place, "we are going have an impromptu house party she says." Damien and her proceed invite our co-workers, some of the people they were talking in the club and even a few random people that passed them by as we were leaving. In the parking lot, Nick tells that I can sleep his couch if I want, until I sober . I left my car at his house before going the club, which coincidentally, is only 3 houses down from Damien and Amy's house. I mention how I might check out the house party first and if its lame I'll probably just sleep it off in my car. He reiterates, "Just watch yourself, man. Their weird." I ask him again, what he means about that and he finally breaks and tells me, "Let's just say, if I wasn't married, I'd be balls deep in it. But my wife would cut my dick off, literally, if she found out she even flirted with me." I say, "whatever man. You're just fucking with me."
As we get into Nick's neighborhood, he points out Damien and Amy's house to me and then shortly after, pulls into his driveway. He again offers the coach and I decline and head down the street to the house party. I knock on the door and Damien answers it. "Come on in. You're the only one here," he says. I walk in and sit on a love seat across from Damien and Amy. They offer me a drink, which I accept, and we just generally get to know each other for about ten minutes. I say, "doesn't look like anyone else is coming," and Damien says "I think you might be right," and he offers me the couch to sleep on as well.

Amy starts to whisper in Damien's ear and he turns to her with a disgruntled look on his face and says, "No" quietly but loud enough so I can still hear it. She again whispers in his ear, with more insistence and they quietly converse for a minute when Damien explodes, "No Amy! I told you, not with someone I work with. Fine!" He turns to me and shouts my name "you wanna fuck my wife? I'm done. I'm going to bed," and he quickly walks upstairs and disappears. Amy apologizes profusely and makes me promise to stay, she just has to go upstairs and talk to Damien for a little bit.

Not wanting to seem rude, and curious to discover more details on this "weird" couple, I patiently wait while Amy pacifies her husband. After several minutes, Amy makes her way back and begins to explain the back story on this incident. So, apparently Damian had cheated on her when he went out of town for work and she either found out or he confessed, but ultimately, his way of making it up to her was to give her a "get out of jail free card" that granted her a fling with one person with no repercussions. She decided that she wanted to use her card on me.

At this point in my life, I had only been with two women. The "older woman" (she was 29) who took my virginity when I was 21, and a girlfriend who I had been with for nearly 6 years. That's right, I lost my virginity at 21! It was a difficult task, but I managed to fend them off that long. Anyway, I began to debate with Amy on the pitfalls of following through with her designs. How it could affect the working relationship between her husband and I, how she could be going down a path that may end her marriage and do emotional harm to their two (who were currently at a sitter's house, if you're wondering), and how I was in a committed long-term relationship (it was also a long-term one since I took this job), but she still had much more to lose.

I ended up driving myself home after talking with her for an hour or so, leaving with nothing more than a hug and an invitation to the barbecues they regularly had at their house on the weekends.

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