I try not to let my mind wander,

 

 

But lately, it's been such a struggle to keep myself together.

 

 

 

 

 

 

His name was Jaime. I only knew it because that's what he rumbled after his apology when I accidentally made a full on collision into him last week at the gym.

 

 

I was drawn into to him immediately after I caught a whiff of his intoxicating musk.

 

 

I know it's wrong for me to think of other men since the accident...

 

 

 

 

 

 

But I just can't help it.

 

 

I felt a flood of warmth fly down to my groin,

 

 

And a steady drip leaking out of my drenched pussy

 

 

I know it's wrong.

 

 

 

 

But I couldn't do anything to stop it.

 

 

 

 

The day is already almost over.

 

 

Dinnertime - aka "me-time".

 

 

My body was present, but my mind was on cloud nine.

 

 

I can't stop thinking about Jaime.

 

 

I can't stop myself from visualizing his stupidly muscular body

 

and his deep, rumbling voice.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I just can't stop.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I shake my head in disgust at my wild, unwholesome thoughts. What am I doing?

 

My dreams have gotten so vivid that I'm starting to immerse myself into them.

 

What would my friends think? What would my family think? How could I look at myself the same way ever again?

What about my husband?

 

I deeply breath in, and exhale.

 

Fuck it.

 

Who cares what they think? After all, they did tell me to move on right?

 

I'm getting on with my life. I know that's what he would've wanted.

 

And if this is how I cope,

 

Then so be it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I could feel his red hot, hard cock sliding in an out of me.

 

I moaned in pleasure as I readjusted myself on him,

 

never letting our bodies part from each other.

I could feel him getting harder and harder as I sped up my movements.

 

I had to pull him out before he cummed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

In real time, I leaned up against the wooden flooring and readied myself for the next act.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I excitedly laid my back onto the dinner table, thighs open wide, ready for him to push them down.

 

He slowly rubbed his rock hard member against my saturated clit before he reentered me. I could feel my climax exponentially building.

 

It was nothing that I'd ever felt before.

 

Feelings that I'd never even known existed.

 

It was overwhelming for me to process all of these sensations at once.

 

I knew we both were nearing climax.

 

I don't know what drove the thought, but I felt a lust that desired me to have his babies. "Cum inside me," I whispered, begging him to fill me up with his seed.

 

I sensed his cock becoming rock solid before I felt the pulsating, rippling rush of his hot, sticky cum being emptied inside of my sore pussy.

 

I had reached the point of no return as Jaime filled me up, and shuddered in euphoria as I was reduced to a shuttering mess.

 

 

 

I snapped myself back to the present, and caught myself still shivering from the ecstatic feelings that I had just experienced.

 

I can't believe that I had just done that.

 

But I'll be damned if the next time I see Jaime,

 

I'll show him that this little woman was more than just a shy, widowed English teacher.

 

She was a woman with a drive that could only be fulfilled in one way.

 

I know it's not wrong.

 

After all, we're only human.