No More Mister Nice Guy

I’m a nice guy. Everyone knows me as such, which is why it hurts that I’ve cheated.And I’ve definitely cheated: there’s a tick in the ‘taken orgasms off someone other than my wife’ category. After being married for ten years, that’s a big change. I admit that I’ve looked at other women but I’ve never acted on anything… so long as you don’t count what goes on in my head during my private time every morning after the wife has gone to work.Work is where it happened.My previous boss left under a cloud of raging emails. I was asked to step up, but declined. I’d seen what kind of shite had been thrown at Dan; I knew I would be sending my own sit-and-swivel email within three months, so I chose to keep my hat on my head, rather than throw it into the ring.Adele was more ambitious. She’d been working in another team but on account of the courses that she’d been on, she was kind of obliged to toss her kilt into the ring. We were friends and I teased her Scottishness when we were alone and sometimes playfully in the office in front of our colleagues.Three months into the job and Adele was feeling the pressure ramping up. The management were on her case, having let her get settled and signed the paperwork on her probation period; there was no going back now.Adele was committed.She was also in tears, with pressures mounting at home as well as at work. Her husband was working away, leaving her with three kids, one of whom was sick.“He was in bed with me last night,” Adele said, as we sat in the meeting room. bahis şirketleri “Fidgeting while he was awake and kicking while he was asleep. I was still awake at five… and the alarm went off at quarter to six.”“If there’s anything I can do…” I offered, seeing a woman on the edge.“Liam’s back on Saturday. It’s only a couple of days and then…” Adele slumped onto her elbows. “I’m just not sure I can get through a couple of days.”“Let me help. The refurb is ticking over. I can take something off your hands. Just give me…”“What I really need is a hug,” Adele said. An internal alarm saw the tears in Adele’s eyes, but also the hope and the desperation. It was dangerous territory but I broke as two tears dropped onto the mound of paperwork.I stood-up and opened my arms.Adele stood-up and she was balling her eyes out before she snuggled up against me. Great anguished sobs wracked her body and I pulled her close, my arms wrapped around her shoulders. Her arms were wrapped around my waist, and as I pulled tighter, she did likewise until we were wrapped together like lovers.Adele was a friend and it felt natural to want to comfort her. I stroked her hair and as the sobbing subsided, I felt her thumbs stroking circles on my lower back.I reciprocated and we embraced for long minutes, drawing circles on each other’s bodies long after the tears had stopped.Those circles were my downfall.“Perhaps we should…” I suggested, peeling myself away from Adele’s peaceful body. She slumped bonelessly into the chair, bahis firmaları as though the heat of my embrace had melted something inside her.Perhaps it had melted something inside of me, because when Adele started drawing those endless circles on my thigh under the table, I did nothing to stop her. In fact, I realised that my thumb was tracing out its own circles on the inch of bare thigh above her right knee.Had I started rubbing her first?Was Adele following my lead, or was I following hers?The thing was… she was rubbing her circle at the top of my left thigh and I was fully aware that her circling thumb was at most three inches away from my sleepy cock.As soon as I had the thought, my cock awoke and went in search of Adele’s thumb. There was nothing I could do to stop it as it swelled directly under the circling thumb. Ostensibly, we were studying a plan of action but we’d been looking at the contents of the same page for over ten minutes without passing a single comment.Adele’s thumb passed a tiny comment, in that it paused when my inflating cock invaded the space underneath.But it only paused for a moment.The circling re-started, and when it did, Adele was masturbating me.A great gust of air escaped from my lungs and my body jolted with unexpected intensity. It was wrong.But it felt the very opposite of wrong.Adele kept working that same circle over and over, and each rotation sent sparks of desire and arousal through my body. I gasped as I felt the feathery touch of Adele’s fingers on kaçak bahis siteleri my shaft and scrotum through my trousers and boxers.Without shifting my head, I peered down and noticed Adele’s thighs wriggling against each other.If I was honest with myself, I’d always wondered what was underneath that skirt…I stopped rubbing the circle on Adele’s thigh, hooked my fingers under the bottom of her skirt and started easing it up. It wouldn’t have come up more than an inch without Adele’s assistance… but she helped by lifting her bum and thighs off the seat.I kept peeling the skirt up and up until it was a black belt around her waist and I was sitting next to a pair of shapely bare thighs.Not a word was spoken as I put my hand on Adele’s knee, slipped the fingertips down and then slowly ran my hand all the way along the newly exposed flesh until my little finger touched the white ‘v’ of Adele’s knickers.I paused for only a second, afraid that I wouldn’t follow through on what had been a repeat fantasy: my hand became a wedge which drove downwards, forcing a gap between the tops of Adele’s thighs and her knickers.It was hotter and damper than my fevered imagination and we both sighed theatrically, me as though I’d just dipped my hand into boiling water; she as though I’d spilled the same boiling water on her skin.We looked into each other’s eyes and I was aware that my wedding ring was pressed against the damp knickers of a woman who I’d sexually aroused. Were we really going to do this?Adele’s thighs parted as an indication of what she wanted.And I wanted the same thing.We sat there, gazing with our stilled-hands on each other’s genitals, the promise of illicit orgasms and sexual satisfaction just a few minutes’ mutual rubbing away.