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Exciting 1st time with another man’s wife

I was in the midst of looking for a job after quitting my last one. Times weren’t too fantastic back then so it was taking a little time to find another job. I had sent out resumes in the weeks prior and was waiting for replies. When the replies were slow or non-existent, I started to feel like crap. I decided that I needed to get out of the house or I’d go mad. I ended up going to a coffee bean and it became the spot I’d spend a few hours each day having a Snapple and reading a book. Within a week of starting this new routine, I ran into her.

I was doing my usual thing, having my Snapple, reading a book and smoking. I was seated near the corridor, on the outside. From the corner of my eye I noticed a nicely cut figure of a woman putting some plastic bags of groceries onto a chair at an adjacent table. I turned my attention to her. She was wearing a spaghetti-strap top and a white pair of ass-hugging shorts, and her back was facing me. I remember the shorts clearly because I was looking hard see what kind of underwear she was wearing (It was a pair of white lacey thongs). I was thinking “That ass deserves a good slapping”. As she turned around to walk into the shop to get a drink, she looks at me for a while. I thought “that’s it lah, gonna get bitched at”. I return my attention to my book. She walks over and calls out my name. I look up with a blur-cock look and start trying to recall who she is. Sensing my difficulty, she volunteers her name.

Sharon. She was an old friend from my teenage years; we used to hang out with the same group of friends and she was dating a friend of mine. I had not seen her since she broke off with my friend, a good 8 or 9 years ago at that time. Back then she was a pretty 16 yr-old Chinese girl with tanned skin, straight shoulder length hair and stood at about 1.65m. She was in the Track team in school and I remember that she had a nice toned pair of legs and ok sized tits, not too sure about the measurements though. (Last time still young, had a lot to learn). Quite a change from the woman that stood before me. She was a little taller, still tanned but now with the tan lines that suggested that she does some sun tanning. Her hair was now a little wavy and was highlighted. Her body was more toned and the biggest change was her boobs, she had a firm pair of 38C-cups. The fact that she was not wearing a bra and her tits were pert was testament to their firmness (I thought that she might have had a boob job but I later found out that this was not the case). I also noticed her nipples through her top that she wore.

I invited her to join me, which she happily did. After she got her drink and I moved her bags to my table, we did some catching up. She was now doing freelance writing for magazines and is married to a guy who does off-shore work on oil rigs. His job requires him to travel often and sometimes for months at a stretch. They were married when she 22, 3 years prior. She just moved into a new apartment nearby and was stocking up on supplies before starting with the unpacking. We talked for a long time and she said that she had to get back and put her groceries in the fridge, I offered to help her bring her shopping back to her place. She responded saying “That’s so sweet of you” and gave me a little squeeze on my forearm.

When we got into her place, I was greeted by boxes upon boxes of stuff. I made a comment like”your husband expects you to unpack all this on your own?” or something to that effect. She said no choice, he to go on a job 3 weeks ago and their previous place was rented. If she didn’t move to their place now, they would have to pay an additional month’s rent. I offered to help her with some of the heavy lifting if I wasn’t going for interviews and if her husband was ok having a man he has never met in his new home alone with his beautiful wife. Upon hearing this she flashed a megawatt smile and laughingly said “If he is not around to do his husbandly duties, he shouldn’t bitch if I get someone to do it.” I looked at her and responded slyly with a fake evil look, “Just what kind of duties are we talking about here….” We both laughed. Truth be told, I was kind of glad to have something else to do to kill time and being around a good looking woman was an added plus. So over the next few days I came over I the mornings to help her out. That’s when things got a little complicated…….

The first few days passed without incident. I’d come over and Sharon would be in shorts & singlets usually. I noticed that she didn’t wear any bras and she liked wearing ass hugging shorts. Good thing I wore baggy bermudas or she’d see my happy stick. I’d go off in the evenings, sometimes we’d go for dinner nearby. On the fateful day, I rang her doorbell but she didn’t come immediately. I rang it again and this time Sharon came out hurriedly, dripping wet and looking flustered. She opened the door, grabbed me by the hand and led me into the kitchen. The floor was flooded, water was on the walls, there was a towel stuffed into sink and water was spraying out of the faucet, or what was left of it. She pushed me forward and said “Quick, fix it!” and pointed to a wrench next to the sink. I went ahead and tried to see what I could do. I couldn’t see what was wrong cause the towel was in the way, I moved it slightly and next thing you know, the spray gets bigger and I’m soaked. It dawns on me that I should shut the mains off first and I go out of the apartment and do so. I get back and start repairing the faucet. Turns out it was dripping and she thought that she could fix it. Sharon fiddled with it and ended up removing the knob and taking off the head. I joked with her saying that this is what happens when you play with the head, you get sprayed. “Idiot!” was the only thing she came up with.

While I was fixing the various parts back, Sharon leaned over next to be to see what I was doing. She had crossed her arms and rested on her elbows while leaning forward. In doing so, she was squishing her tits together and lifting them up slightly. I looked over and my dick got to attention. I was looking down her deep cleavage and her singlet had opened just enough for me to see her brown nipple on the right tit. It was the size of a twenty cent coin and it was erect!! Must have been the cold water I thought to myself. I must have been looking for a while because she turned to me and then checked herself to see what I looking at. Sharon then goes “Enjoying the show?” I snapped out of my trance and quickly apologise. “Sorry for what? Not nice to see meh?” She said. I said no lah, quite nice, sorry for not asking for permission. She then puts her hand on my crouch and come in contact with my hard cock. She was not expecting that because she blushed a little and tried to recover saying, “Now we both have done something without permission and have had a pleasant surprise.” She then went to get a mop to dry up the floor and I finished fixing the faucet. We both worked in an uncomfortable silence.