Fucking My Wife's Co-worker in Quarantine (Part 2)

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Sarah had gone to bed after we fooled around and I was left with a racing heart and general confusion. It didn't seem like she planned on telling my wife anything and if I played my cards right I'd probably get to fuck her again. I slipped into an uneasy sleep and was woken up a few hours later by Beth. She was standing over me wearing a tight, white tank top over a high-neck, black sports bra and yoga pants.

"C'mon sleepyhead," she said "you're still good to work out with me, right?" I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, and nodded while yawning. "Um... I don't want to be awkward," she said "But, you may want to take care of that." my eyes followed her finger pointing down to my waist, where I was sporting some morning wood, apparently visible through my gray sweatpants. "Oh, wow," my face went hot as I pulled a blanket over myself, "Sorry about that."

Beth was cracking up laughing, "What would your wife say?"

"Oh, you know, she's used to it." I replied, feigning nonchalance. Beth was still laughing, but as her eyes lingered on the blanket, she seemed to turn a little red herself.

"So you and Sarah were up pretty late last night, huh?" she asked. "What in the world were you guys watching? It sounded like porn."

I was a little nervous, but I had a half-lie ready. "Sorry, hope we didn't wake you. They had Basic Instinct on Netflix and neither of us had seen it before. It was a lot... racier than I thought it'd be." Sarah and I had actually "watched" that movie the night before, but I was sure that wasn't what she overheard.

"Ooh, watching a sexy movie with your new roommate! And what would your wife say about that, mister?"

This was something of a cringey catchphrase for her. I don't know if it was a nervous tick or if she wanted me to feel guilty about being away from my wife for 2 weeks, but she was saying it constantly. If I bumped into her in the kitchen, "ooh, what would your wife say?" Or someone makes some bad innuendo, I say "that's what she said," and then Beth says "what would your wife say about that joke?" At best it was a weird joke, but she was nice enough to put me up, so I took it in stride.

Beth was taller than Sarah, and had a curvier figure. Her tits were much bigger too, but she always kept them hidden. At work functions she always wore big, shapeless sweaters that hid her amazing rack. I had only gotten a better look at them since we'd been living together. For some reason Beth worked hard to keep those warlocks under wraps, but just then I was able to get a better look. Whenever she bent down, I would glance down her tank top at just the sports bra and even though the high-neck prevented me from seeing any cleavage, I could tell those puppies were squeezed in there tight.

Her shoulder-length, black hair was tied back in a ponytail, revealing her cute, pale, round face and big, brown eyes that were usually partially hidden by bangs. She had these dark, distinct eyebrows that made her face very expressive. You could always tell what Beth was thinking. She was cute, if not hot. Where Sarah's face was sharp, Beth's was soft. Her lips were somewhat thin, always overshadowed by the kind, persistent smile on her face. She was sweet, helpful; a real girl-next-door type.

I hadn't seen her butt in yoga pants before, so I had really been missing out. Those long, shapeless sweaters weren't just hiding her big tits, but also a phenomenal ass. She was extremely thick in the best way; a small waist that just ballooned into this thick, juicy ass that you just want to take a bite out of. After my night with Sarah I didn't think I'd be so easily aroused, but when Beth started doing leg lifts on a yoga ball all bets were off and I had to hide yet another hard-on.

We worked out in silence for the most part. I was running on fumes from no sleep, so I just kind of zoned out and stuck to my routine. Towards the end of our workout, we held down each others' feet while we did sit ups. It was great motivation for me, every time I sat up, I got to see her bent over on her hands and knees. Her big, hidden tits pushed together, cheering me on; beckoning me to try and see beyond the tight sports bra. I felt my eyes gloss over as I imagined her tits breaking free from the restrictive bra. In my head I was grabbing them hungrily, twisting her nipples while she moaned with delight. I snapped out of the fantasy when I heard Beth clear her throat. I looked up from her tits to her face, her lips were pursed and her eyebrows were raised in judgment. "All set?" she asked, sounding a little put-off. "Yeah," I responded sheepishly, heat rushing to my face again. She seemed to notice my embarrassment and her judgment turned to a knowing smile.

We switched, me on my hands and knees facing her as she threw herself up and back down. After only 15 reps or so, I could tell she was getting tired. She was haphazardly throwing herself forwards now so that when she sat up, her face was past her knees. I adjusted my position, so I was leaning over her knees too. When she came up next, our faces were about an inch away. The next time she came up, she inched a little closer and smiled. Her brows were raised in surprise or titillation and her eyes narrowed suspiciously.

She sat up again, our lips less than a centimeter away now. Once more she sat up, but this time she lingered. Our eyes locked, our lips almost touching. I didn't move, hoping that if something was about to happen, she'd be the one to make the first move. Time seemed to stand still until she spoke, I knew what she was going to say before she said it, "what would your wife say?" we were so close that as her lips moved around the words, I could almost feel them touching mine. I put my hands on her knees and she seemed to snap out of a trance, just as I had earlier. "Okay, I think I'm good," she said, "you do everything you wanted?" she asked as she stood up. "Almost," I said, "we should stretch, did you want some help?"

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Written by purpleoctopuss
Cargado July 16, 2021
Notes After fucking my wife's co-worker Sarah, I get the urge to fuck her other co-worker Beth. She seems hesitant at first, but after we share a few drinks and put Sarah to bed, she sucks my dick better than my wife ever could. Beth begs me to fuck her and tell her how much better she is than my wife and I oblige.
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