Young Wife Finds a Lover at Work Ch. 03 by LovingWife69

This story is chapter three of my retelling of the events that detail my first affair from my current marriage. If you have not read parts 1 and 2, I recommend doing so before reading this one, as it will make a lot more sense that way. But, just in case you don’t feel like it, my name is Alex, I am 28, and several years ago, I engaged in a sexual affair with a coworker.

We hooked up twice in a short period of time, and at the end of our last “date”, Tom (my coworker) informed me that he was now seeing someone else, but that he was still open to continuing our “relationship”. This chapter will describe our last “date”, and the end of this affair.

After sending the photo to Tom, I received no response that night, nor any messages for the rest of the weekend. I was a little worried that I had gone too far, and that he would break things off with me, or worse, would expose me. He had enough “dirt” on me to cause some serious problems after all.

We had hundreds, if not thousands of sexually explicit messages that he could use against me, not to mention a few dozen extremely graphic photos and videos he had of me. I realized that I had virtually no control over what happened next. He could spread all of this around work, and soon everyone would know what I was doing, or he could send it all directly to my husband, and that would really screw things up for me. I couldn’t believe how stupid I had been. Not only had I given him all he needed to ruin my life, but then I had taunted him and sent that photo to embarrass him. Needless to say, I did not have a great weekend.

When I returned to work on Monday, some of my fears were assuaged. No one mentioned anything out of the ordinary. There were no sideways remarks, in fact, not even any stray glances. I was fairly sure that no one knew anything. I didn’t see Tom at all that day, or even most of the week, as we were being scheduled in different parts of the plant, so we were not working together.

On Friday of that week, we were in the same area, but had no time to talk at all, so I didn’t get my chance to see what the situation really was. On my break, I texted him to see if he was mad, and he responded, saying that he wasn’t. Just for good measure, I went to the bathroom, and snapchatted a picture of my tits to him, and captioned it “I’m Sorry.” He opened it, but never responded. Later that night, I texted him some more, but he didn’t even open the messages. Another long weekend of worry would pass, but on Monday, we were scheduled on the same line again. I quickly took the opportunity to get some answers.

I asked him why it seemed like he was avoiding me, and didn’t respond to my snap, and wouldn’t text me back at night. This is where Tom would inform me that now that he had a girlfriend, he didn’t have time to talk to me outside of work, and he didn’t want to risk his girlfriend finding out about me, because he actually liked her. This actually hurt a lot to hear, and I know its probably just the narcissist in me, but I thought he liked me.

I knew that I was basically using him for quick sexual satisfaction, but I actually thought that I was more than that for him. I acted like I was fine with that, and said that we’d keep it casual, but for a while there, I started to avoid him, hoping that if I backed off, he would chase me. Unfortunately, he did not. In fact, it was like he flipped a switch, and was back to being a casual workplace acquaintance.

We barely talked, and when we did, it was just casual workplace small talk. He never took it any further, and when I tried to, he would not engage. The only thing I could still get away with was physical contact, so every once in a while, I would brush up against him with my ass, or bend over in front of him, and I would even reach for his prick from time to time. This, he would still let me get away with, but it seemed like everything else was over.

Things went on like this for the better part of two months, and during this time, I would meet someone new at work. His name was Eric. He was new there, and so he didn’t know much about me, so I was able to play innocent. I talked to him, and at first, he was very friendly, and just came off as a nice guy who wanted to make me laugh and smile.

And I played the innocent young wife without much experience. He took the bait, and before long, I was diving headlong into my second workplace affair, the one that would be both far better and far worse than the first. But, that’s a story for another day, for now, suffice it to say that I had given Tom a lot of room, and occupied my time elsewhere for a couple months.

Tom was still dating the same girl, and things seemed like they were getting serious, and he even managed to get her a job there. I got to know her a little bit, but backed off before getting too friendly. For one thing, I was a little jealous of the attention she got, as not only was she cute, but she had bigger tits than me, and didn’t have a reputation for being a whore, so most of the guys actually paid attention to her.

But much worse than that, she never gave any of them the time of day. Tom was all she needed; she wouldn’t even flirt back. She was never rude, or caused a scene, but she clearly had boundaries that she wouldn’t cross. I hated her so much for that. She was everything that I wasn’t. She was loyal, she got lots of attention, she had bigger perkier tits than me, but most of all, she seemed very happy.

I was not happy. I had a husband at home who loved me, and made plenty of money, enough in fact that he suggested that I didn’t even need to work anymore. We lived in a nice big apartment in a good neighborhood, we had two new cars, and two happy and healthy kids, but it wasn’t enough. I even had two lovers at work, and so on top of what I got at home, I could count on other men to fill my needs, and various holes elsewhere, but I was not happy. So, I wanted her to not be happy. That would make me happy.

I decided the obvious route was to schedule another “date” with Tom. I was a little nervous, mostly because my other lover, Eric, was jealous of anything I did with anyone other than him, including my husband. He would mock me, and threaten me if he thought I was screwing around with anyone else.

On top of that, my husband was definitely starting to suspect something was going on, as I was beginning to struggle to hold all the lies together, and more than once, some evidence had slipped through. But I wasn’t going to let any of this stop me, as I had essentially decided that I was going to get what I wanted, no matter the consequences.

I walked right up to Tom the next day at work, and without warning I grabbed his prick through his pants and kissed him full on the mouth. He immediately jumped back and looked around to see if anyone had seen. Once he was satisfied that no one had, he got close to me, and asked what the hell was wrong with me. He was pissed, not only had I broken his not at work rule, but now I was risking it where his girlfriend could find out.