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I cheat on my husband with a worker in the company

I cheat on my husband with a worker in the company
I cheat on my husband with a worker in the company

I cheat on my husband with a worker in the company.

I cheat on my husband and I like it. It was another typical day at the industrial company where I worked as an employee in the office. As a married middle-aged lady, my life had become rather mundane and routine. That is until I got to know Mark.

Mark was one of the strong workers in the production section of the company. He was always working hard, his muscles glistening with sweat as he moved heavy equipment and materials around. There was something about him that captivated me. Perhaps it was his raw physicality or his air of confidence. All I knew was that every time I saw him, a wave of desire washed over me.

Our interactions were limited to polite nods and small talk in the break room, but there was an unmistakable tension between us. It felt like electricity in the air whenever we were near each other.

One day, when the factory floor was quiet and most of my colleagues had gone home for the day, I received a call on my office phone. It was Mark.

“Hey, it’s Mark,” he said in his deep voice that sent shivers down my spine. “I noticed things are pretty slow out there right now… you wanna come over here for a minute?”

My heart raced as I looked around my empty office, contemplating whether or not to accept his offer. My mind told me it would be a terrible idea, but my body had other plans.

“Yeah… sure,” I stammered into the phone.

I made my way through the maze of hallways that separated our sections of the building until I reached the entrance to the production hall. As soon as Mark saw me approaching, he motioned for me to come over to where he was standing by some large machinery.

“Hey there,” he said with a devilish grin on his face as he looked me up and down. “You’re looking good today.”

A blush spread across my cheeks as his words washed over me. No one had spoken to me like that in years, and it made me feel things I hadn’t felt in just as long.

“Thank you,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Mark took a step closer to me, his eyes filled with desire.

“You know… every time I see you around here, it’s like all I can think about is fucking your pussy. You’re such a sexy lady for someone your age. All those guys in the office don’t even realize what they’re missing out on,” he said, his words dripping with lust and a touch of contempt.

I gasped at his boldness. It was like he could read my mind and knew exactly what I wanted to hear. As much as his language should have offended me, there was something incredibly thrilling about being spoken to that way.

Before I could respond, Mark grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards him. Our bodies collided with a jolt of electricity as his lips crashed against mine in a passionate kiss. The world around us melted away as we lost ourselves in each other.

Mark’s hands roamed over my body, exploring every inch of my curves. It felt so good to be touched by someone who desired me so fiercely. He lifted up my skirt and slipped his hand between my thighs, feeling how wet and ready I was for him.

I moaned into his mouth as he teased my pussy with his fingers, circling around my throbbing clit before plunging deep inside me. My knees went weak, but Mark held me steady with an iron grip as he continued to finger fuck me right there on the factory floor.

“I knew you were a slutty little whore,” Mark growled in my ear as he drove two fingers knuckle-deep inside my dripping cunt. “You’ve been craving this dick from the moment you first laid eyes on it.”

His dirty talk sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body as I felt my orgasm building. I gripped onto his muscular arms for support as he expertly stimulated my most sensitive spots.

I cheat on my husband with a worker in the company

“Oh, fuck! I’m gonna cum!” I cried out, unable to hold back any longer.

Mark’s fingers worked their magic, pushing me right to the edge and then over it as my pussy spasmed around them. I let out a guttural moan of ecstasy, completely lost in the pleasure that was coursing through me.

As my orgasm subsided, Mark pulled his fingers out of my dripping cunt and brought them up to my lips. I eagerly sucked on them, savoring the taste of my own juices as I looked into his eyes filled with a mix of desire and dominance.

“This is just the beginning, baby,” Mark said with a smirk. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk straight for days.”

A shiver ran down my spine at his words. I knew what we were doing was reckless and could have serious consequences if we were caught, but in that moment, none of that mattered. All that mattered was the insatiable hunger that burned between us.

Mark led me to a secluded corner of the production hall where he had set up a makeshift bed using some old blankets and pillows. He laid me down on the bed and stripped off all of my clothes until I was completely naked before him.

“Damn, you’re fucking gorgeous,” he said as he admired every inch of my exposed body. “I’ve been dreaming about this pussy ever since I first saw you.”

Without another word, Mark shed his own clothes until he stood before me completely naked. My eyes widened at the sight of his impressive erection jutting out in front of him.

He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs, teasingly rubbing the head of his cock against my dripping slit. My hips bucked instinctively, desperate for him to fill me with his throbbing member.

“Please… fuck me,” I pleaded, unable to contain my desire any longer.

With a wicked smile, Mark plunged his cock deep inside me, filling me to the hilt with one powerful thrust. I let out a loud moan of pleasure as he stretched me open and claimed every inch of my needy pussy.

He fucked me relentlessly, his hips slamming against mine with a force that left me breathless. Every stroke of his cock sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body, bringing me closer and closer to the edge once again.

I dug my nails into his muscular back and arched my hips up to meet his every thrust, desperate for more. It was like he knew exactly how to push all of my buttons and bring me to the brink over and over again.

“Is this what you wanted? Huh? You wanted this big fucking dick inside your tight little cunt?” Mark taunted as he continued to pound into me without mercy. “You’re such a fucking slut. Taking my dick like a good little whore.”

His degrading language only fueled the fire that was burning inside me. I felt like I was teetering on the edge of oblivion as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.

“I’m gonna cum!” Mark groaned in my ear as he picked up the pace even more. “I’m gonna fill up your slutty pussy with every last drop of my cum.”

The sound of his words pushed me over the edge once again as I felt my pussy clench around him like a vice. My whole body tensed up as I rode out another mind-blowing orgasm while Mark emptied himself deep inside me.

We collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty, panting heap of limbs and come-covered skin. It was by far the most intense sexual experience of my life, and we were only just getting started.

For the next several weeks, whenever the factory floor was quiet and we could find a spare moment, Mark would call me and we would meet in one of our secret spots for a quickie. We fucked in every corner of that production hall, from behind stacks of pallets to underneath conveyor belts. It was like a never-ending game of cat and mouse, and I loved every second of it.

I cheat on my husband with a worker of our company.

Mark showed me a side of myself that I had long forgotten or perhaps had never truly known. He awakened a primal sexual energy within me that craved nothing more than his touch and his cock deep inside my pussy.

Our encounters were always raw and intense, with Mark using plenty of degrading language to remind me who I was – his slutty little whore. And I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. One fateful afternoon, as Mark was fucking me against one of the large machines, we heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Panic set in as we realized someone was coming towards us.

Without saying a word, Mark pulled out of me and grabbed his clothes off the ground. We hastily got dressed just in time for my coworker to turn the corner and see us standing there by the machine.

“Hey, what are you guys doing over here?” he asked with a curious look on his face.

I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment as I struggled to come up with an excuse.

“Oh… um… we were just… uh… checking something on this machine,” I stammered nervously.

My coworker raised an eyebrow but didn’t press any further. He turned around and walked away without another word, leaving us alone once again.

We let out a sigh of relief but knew deep down that our luck wouldn’t hold out forever. From that day forward, we decided it would be best to meet somewhere else.

Sometimes he comes to my house when my husband is not at home, and sometimes we meet in a hotel room. Regardless, I need to see him at least once a week.

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The End

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