My name is Tammy, and I am a forty-three-year-old married woman who has been working in the advertising field for the past twenty years. I started at my firm’s bottom of the ladder when I graduated from college. Through the years, I worked to be a high-ranking executive at the same firm.

I started dating my husband during our junior year of college. He became a very successful lawyer after graduation. We were living the good life. Between our salaries, we could experience many good things that others were not allowed to.

The only thing that was missing in my life was having a child. We tried for many years, and we could not conceive a child. Because of this, I buried myself in my career, and my hubby did the same. However, we did enjoy the material things in life, such as traveling and fine dining. We interacted with the people who held elite rankings in our community. Many would say we were snobs, although I never considered myself that. Because of all this, we did grow apart, and our intimacy was just about non-existent. 

As I mentioned earlier, my career did flourish, and I was given many high-profile clients. I guess that is why when I heard a large client was coming to us for their next advertising campaign, I was not surprised to be called into Mr. Henry’s office, our firm’s president.

In the office, they confirmed that we are in the running to earn advertising for a large shoe company. As I said before, I was not surprised, but I was shocked when they told me Michael would be working with me on this campaign.

I was surprised because Michael had only been with the firm for about two years. He is a large black man who thought of himself as a stud. He has worked his way through most of the female employees at the firm. All the guys in the firm always catered to him because he was a big-name football player in college, and they just all liked to live their life through him.  So I figured he was here only for show, and I would be stuck doing all the work on my own anyway.

About an hour after meeting with Mr. Henry, my assistant notified me that Michael was here to see me. He entered my office excitedly after hearing that we would work together. Michael shared some thoughts he had about the direction he thought we might want to go. I listened to what he had to say for a while and ended the meeting by telling him we would have to get our game plan and see what direction we should go, and then we could come up with some ideas. We set up a meeting for later that afternoon.

I sat at my desk after Michael left, and I could only think, who the fuck does this kid think he is coming into my office telling me what to do. I was pretty pissed. The more I thought about it, the hotter I got.

I put it out of my mind and went to lunch with an old college friend. Sammy and I have been great friends and a little more since our freshman year. We have experienced many things together, and we share everything. She is well aware of my life and romantic struggles as I am of hers. This lunch was no different for Sammy and me. We discussed everything that was happening in our lives. I told her about Michael and how he pissed me off just a few hours ago.

Sammy brought up an interesting point when she asked me if I didn’t like Michael’s recommendations because they sucked or if I had other feelings for him.

I told her that although he was a handsome man standing six foot seven inches with arms that were as big as most men’s legs and a hard well-toned frame, I had no interest in him. Sammy just smiled at me with a devilish grin.

I was disappointed to hear Sammy had to leave town right after her appointment this afternoon, but we did promise to get together again for one of our famous fun-filled getaways very soon.

I met with Michael that afternoon, and I consciously tried to keep an open mind as I thought about what Sammy had told me. We had our first meeting, and I admit I was pleased with some of Michael’s thoughts. We constantly met over the next week, spending many hours together and long nights. We got to know each other reasonably well, and I have to admit that my attitude toward Michael was changing.

Mr. Henry came into one of the meetings Michael and I had to check on our progress. He informed us that the client offered to host us at their company to get a feel and a look at the people who work there and the products they produce. He went on to tell us that he also thought it was a good idea and accepted the invitation. We are to leave on Monday for a week.

Michael and I flew out on Monday. Our attitudes were different now that we were out of the office. We joked, and hell, we even flirted some, I saw Michael in a different light, but I also needed to be realistic. Even though I kept myself in good shape and still got compliments about my five-foot-eight frame, my large breast and lone legs always got me noticed. I had to remember that I was eighteen years older than Michael. I could be his mother. I kept that in the back of my mind during our flirting.  We checked into our hotel and put our luggage in the rooms. Michael had the room across from mine, which made it more convenient for us.

Our days were quite busy as we spent time with our client, talking to his employees and touring his company. We had much downtime between having dinner together and relaxing at the bar on our nights. I started thinking about Michael in ways I hadn’t had about another man since I was married.

Alone at night, I even found myself thinking about him sexually. Thinking that he must be a good lover since he has had just about all the women in the office. I found my hand working its way into my panties and rubbing my clit as I thought about how good he must be. With it so long since hubby and I had any physical contact, it didn’t take long before I slammed two fingers in me and exploded into a wild orgasm.

After our day at work, we met for a quick dinner and went to the bar down the street that a hotel staff told us about. It was a busy place and had a live band playing. After a few drinks, Michael asked me if I wanted to dance. I always liked to dance and didn’t see any harm in having two co-workers dance together. After that first dance, we spent the rest of the night on the dance floor. I was having a great time and felt so relaxed. We decided to go back to the hotel after the next dance. I felt very nervous as the next song came on, and it was a slow dance.

I looked up at Michael and said, “It’s okay. We can head out now.”

Michael stood his ground and told me not to be silly. Two adults can enjoy a slow dance together. We made our way to the dance floor, and when Michael took me into his arms, I felt flushed yet comfortable.

The song ended, and we walked back to our rooms. We didn’t talk much as we returned to the hotel, but I was turned on. Once back in my room, I undressed and lay on the bed as my fingers again found their way to my soaking wet pussy. That night I was not satisfied with just one orgasm; I pleasured myself to two before falling asleep.

The next day Michael and I once again spent time at our client’s company. Because most of the people we interacted with at the company were spending the afternoon in meetings, Michael and I returned to the hotel to enjoy some downtime.

Once back at the hotel, Michael asked me if I had brought a suit because he was planning to get a swim in to relax. I agreed swimming would help us relax since it has been a hectic week. I told Michael I would meet him at the pool.

I pulled my sit out of my luggage and started second guessing my choice of swimwear. I packed my black bikini. There was nothing wrong with it, and it was not too revealing, but I thought, is this what I should wear in front of a co-worker while we are on a business trip? There was not much I could do about it since it was all I had brought, so I changed into it. Standing in front of the mirror, I thought that those extra days at the gym had been paying off. I was feeling very good about myself the way I looked in it.

I put on the long terry cloth robe in the room and headed to the pool area. Entering the pool area, Michael walked out of the pool. My mouth opened as I watched his wet fit body walk over to his lounge chair and take his towel to dry off.

He looked over to the door as he now noticed I was there. He went on to tell me that the water felt great and it was so relaxing. I walked over and put my stuff on the lounge chair next to his. I have to admit I was nervous about taking my robe off. Even though there was no one in the pool area except for Michael, I was nervous. I took a deep breath and said to myself. It’s now or never. I undid my robe and threw it onto the lounge chair.

I built up some confidence as I watched Michael’s reaction. His eyes scanned up and down my body as he softly said, “Wow.”

Once he realized he had said that louder than he expected, he quickly apologized. “I’m sorry, I don’t want to be disrespectful, but you look amazing.”

I smiled, but it turned me on to hear him say that. I brushed his comments off and moved to the pool. Michael was right. The water felt so lovely and was very relaxing. 

We swam for a while and then relaxed on the lounge chairs as we dried off. After spending much time together as of late and spending this week together, our conversations have turned into much more personal issues. Michael told me he was jealous of me for having a stable relationship since that is what he is looking for. Without thinking, I made a statement I shouldn’t have when I told him, “Well, everything is not always as it seems.”

Michael didn’t respond, but I could see the look he gave me and that he was thinking about what I said. I immediately knew I had said something I shouldn’t have. I quickly tried to move away from my statement as I told him, “Well, how do you expect to get a serious relationship when you work your way through all the women in the office?”

Michael did not respond to my statement, and we moved on to other topics. We talked for about another half hour and then decided to go up, get dressed, and meet for dinner. I went back to my room to get ready, but I could not stop thinking about seeing Michael stepping out of the pool. His hard ripped body looked so hot. Once again, my hand moved between my legs as I pleasured myself to take the edge off before dinner.

As I showered and dressed for dinner, my mind wandered as I questioned what was happening to me. I thought about how much I had masturbated this week as I thought about another man. This can’t be, I am married, and although things are nonexistent in the bedroom, this cannot happen. He is so much younger than I am, and I am not the type of woman he would be after, so I need to get my head on straight and stop these thoughts.

I finished dressing and met Michael in the hotel restaurant. He was there first and sat at a table by the window with a beautiful view of the city. I commented on how the scenery was breathtaking. Michael never turned his head and looked at me when he responded, “Yes, very breathtaking.”

We had a delicious dinner before going to the bar to have a few nightcaps before returning to our rooms. The night was so lovely. The company, the conversation, everything. I cannot think of any recent times I had so much fun as I had tonight.

When I stood to go back to my room, I realized I probably had more to drink than I was usually used to. I wasn’t drunk, but I was feeling buzzed for sure. Michael extended his arm to help me as we walked to our rooms. We reached our rooms and stood in the hallways as we finished our conversation. That is when my life changed.

Michael went on to tell me how he had a great day and wished it didn’t have to end. He slowly moved in to kiss me. I stood there. I did not protest. If I was honest with myself, I wanted it to happen. Michael and I embraced in a hot passionate kiss that seemed to go on forever.

Once our kiss broke, we both stood quietly for what seemed like forever, but in reality, it was only a few seconds before I said, “What are we doing? This can’t happen.”

“Why can’t it?” Michael asked. “You are a sexy and beautiful woman, and I have enjoyed these past few weeks working together.”

“I have enjoyed time with you as well, Michael, but there are many reasons for us not to do this.”

“Such as...?” Michael asked.

I went on to list them. “Michael, I am almost double your age, we are co-workers, and then there is the fact that I am married.”

“You’re just making excuses. Age doesn’t matter when two people are happy together. Co-workers enjoy relationships all the time, and as to your marriage, unless I read it wrong, you are not getting what you want out of it.”

Michael went on to say, “Listen, the last thing I want to do is to put pressure on you. You need to decide if it would be what you want or not. I am sorry if I overstepped. You know my feelings.” He took my hand a put his room key in it. “If you decide you would want this as well, take my key and use it if you desire. If not, I understand, and I am sorry if I misread everything.”

As I stood there, helpless Michael leaned down and kissed me softly. Not saying anything further, he turned and went into his room. I stood there staring at his door before turning and entering my room.

I was so confused. I didn’t know what to do. I knew it would be wrong, but I knew deep down that I wanted to go to Michael’s room. I struggled for about fifteen minutes with the pros and cons before deciding.

I was as shocked as anyone when I undressed, put on the long terry cloth robe, and headed to Michael’s room. My hand was shaking as I slid the key into the lock. I pushed the door open and walked in. Michael was lounging on the bed, naked. My eyes looked up and down his toned body. My eyes bulged as I first saw his big thick black cock.

Michael smiled as I entered the room. “I am so glad you decided to join me.”

I didn’t say a word; I just opened my robe, standing there naked before I crawled onto the bed with Michael. We kissed a hard passionate kiss. Michael was holding my naked body tight to his. I remember thinking I hadn’t kissed another man since I was married, let alone been with another naked man.

Michael pushed me off his body and lay beside me on the bed. He whispered, “You’re even more beautiful than I imagined.”

I thought to myself with a smile, “He has thought of my body before?”

He leaned in and kissed me once again. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths as my passion built. His hand moved to my breast as he caressed me. An electric jolt shot through my body as he touched me. I moaned into his mouth as I squirmed in his arms.  His mouth moved down my face, kissing my neck and down to my tits. I watched as his lips wrapped around my big hard brown nipples.

As he sucked on my right nipple, I felt his hand slide over my stomach and between my legs. Feeling his hand between my legs, they uncontrollably spread wider. His finger found its way to my clit as he slowly rubs it in a circular motion. My moans became louder as I hadn’t felt passion like this in a while.

My hips reacted to Michael’s fingers. My juices were boiling. I don’t know if it was because of the thought of cheating with another man, being with a black man, or just because I hadn’t been stimulated in so long. I felt like I was going to explode.

Then when Michael’s mouth moved off my nipple and kissed down my tummy before settling between my legs, I thought it was going to be over. Then when I felt his tongue slowly lick up my slit and flicker over my clit I let out a loud moan that I was sure the people in the next room heard me.

His tongue and mouth licking and sucking on my clit Michael slipped a finger into my soaking wet pussy. I thrust upward to feel him deep in me. Michael inserted a second finger into me as he masterfully massaged my G-spot. His mouth left my clit and wiggled it into my cunt with his two fingers. He licked deep as his two fingers continued to massage my G-spot.

My body squirmed, and my breathing was heavy. I begged him not to stop. My hands grabbed a handful of the sheets as I thrust my hips into Michael’s face. I screamed out that I was cumming as my body tensed. My body was shaking, and my tits were heaving from breathing so heavily. Michael continued to lick my pussy as I rode what seemed like a never-ending orgasm.

I lay there paralyzed as Michael moved up and lay next to me. Kissing me once again as I tasted my pussy juice on his mouth and tongue. Coming back to my senses, my hand slid between us as I took hold of Michael’s cock and slowly started rubbing him. 

I moved down and knelt between Michael’s legs as I continued to stroke his big black cock. My eyes were fixated on it. I was so focused on his cock I didn’t realize when I whispered, “Oh my god, it’s so big.”

Michael chuckled, “Never been with a black man before?”

“I’ve never been with anyone this big.”

I had two hands wrapped around his base and had enough left over to fill my mouth. I leaned into him as I wrapped my lips around his big thick cock. I’ve always loved sucking dick and always got turned on knowing I was giving a man pleasure with my mouth. As Michael got more and more turned on, I sucked him faster.

My lips slid up and down his cock, trying to take him as deep as I could. Making me gag a few times but I was determined. Michael pulled me from his cock and laid me on the bed on my back. I looked at him, a little confused, as I expected to suck his cock and take all the cream he would give me. Michael had other ideas as he looked down at me, smiled, and said, “I want to be in you, I dreamt about being in you, and I can’t wait any longer.

Michael settled between my legs. I watched as he took hold of his big cock and guided it to my soaking-wet opening. As I watched him move closer to my cunt I started thinking, “Oh my god, he’s too big. I can’t take that.”

Before I could second guess my thoughts, I felt the tip of his cock open me and slowly slide into me. I gasp as I felt him fill my pussy with his massive dick. At first, I felt like I was losing my virginity again because of my pain. But Michael took it slow, making sure I got accustomed to his enormous cock. It didn’t take long before I moaned with every deep thrust he pounded into me.

Michael thrust harder and faster, leaned into me, and kissed me as his cock rammed hard and deep. I moaned in Michael’s mouth as his cock drove me to new pleasures. Michael broke our kiss and moved up as his thrust became harder and faster.

Never being a woman who was very verbal during sex, I couldn’t believe it when I was begging Michael to fuck me harder. Telling him how good his cock felt in me. My hips rose to meet his thrust. My body tingled as he fucked me. With one scream, my body tensed, and I exploded in my second wild orgasm. Michael thrust his cock deep in me as I rode the waves of my orgasm.

Laying there on the bed feeling drained, I looked at Michael smiling and noticed his cock was still rock hard. “You didn’t cum?” I asked.

Michael smiled as he told me, “Oh, it’ll be a long night.” He moved his dick to my lips. “Suck me, baby.”

I opened my mouth and took Michael’s wet sloppy cock into my mouth, tasting my cum on his cock as I sucked and licked him clean. Michael pulled his dick out of my mouth and laid his back on the bed.

“Ride me,” he told me.

I straddled over Michael taking hold of his big thick cock, and lowered my pussy to his dick. Feeling his tip against my opening, I pushed harder as his tip opened me up.

“Yes, that’s it, baby. Ride my cock. Show me how much you want it.”

Hearing him encourage me, I wanted to show him and pushed down on his cock. Once again, my pussy filled with his big dick. I rode him faster, begging for his cock.

“Yes, give it to me. I love your cock in me fuck me. Give it all to me!”

My hands rested on his chest as I pounded my cunt onto his big thick cock. My tits bounced wildly as I rode him harder. Michael was pushing his hips up into me, meeting my thrust. I was at the edge of my third orgasm. Once again, my body tensed. My cunt lips gripping down on Michael’s thick cock. That drove him over the edge as he thrust deeply into me. I could feel his cock spasm as he emptied his balls into my wanton cunt.

After cleaning up, Michael and I lay in bed talking for hours. Something I was not used to since it was usually 'dump your load in me, then turn over and go to sleep'. Michael was so considerate of my needs and emotions. I felt an even tighter bond with him.

After falling asleep in Michael’s arms, I was the first to wake up. Laying quietly, I just looked and admired Michael’s body. I slid my hand under the covers and carefully caressed Michael’s cock. As his cock grew in my hand, soft moans would escape from Michael’s throat. Carefully I moved under the covers and wrapped my lips around Michael’s cock. His moans intensified as my lips slid up and down on him. My hand caresses his balls. My tongue circled his tip before moving up and down on his shaft as I held him in my mouth. He lay there motionless for a while, enjoying my mouth on him before he started moving his hip up to me.

As I sucked his cock, I could still taste my cunt on his cock from last night. That turned me on even more, and my lips moved faster up and down on Michael. I wanted him. I wanted to taste him. I wanted his cum. I sucked faster, knowing Michael was close.

Michael thrust hard up into my mouth as his dick tensed, as I felt jet after jet of Michael’s hot cum fill my mouth. I tightened my lips around his shaft and sucked and swallowed all he gave me.

I kept Michael’s cock in my mouth until he went soft, ensuring I got every last drop. I crawled up on his body and kissed him on the cheek. Smiling at him, I said, “Best breakfast ever.”

We both laughed. I returned to my room as we both got ready to meet with our client. In the shower, I relived the previous night. Even though I was married and cheated on my husband, I didn’t have any guilt. I have never been as satisfied with a man as last night. I didn’t feel guilty and hoped it would happen again.

That morning we met with our client and gathered some last-minute information before returning to our hotel. We had the rest of the day to ourselves. Walking up to our room Michael asked me if I had any plans. I smiled at him and said, “I’d love to relax in your room.” Giving him a grin and a wink as I said it.

Arriving at our rooms, I didn’t even go into mine. We went directly to Michael’s room. We couldn’t get undressed fast enough. We spent the rest of the day and well into the night fucking like two wild animals.

We decided to cancel our flight for tomorrow and take another on Sunday, giving us two more days together. Once we secured our flight for Sunday, I called home to tell hubby that our business was not completed and I would have to stay two more days. I did not feel an ounce of guilt for lying to him. Those next two days were filled with pure pleasure. That week awoke something in me that I never wanted to lose again.

Returning home, Michael and I continued working closely until our client awarded us the job. Michael and I worked many long hours, not always working, but my husband doesn’t need to know that.

Our love affair continues to this day, and Michael still helps me to discover new things about myself in the bedroom.