Housewife Discovers True Desire - 4

The game continued for days. Casual touches, lingering glances and suggestive remarks became normal. Each encounter was a subtle seduction that left Karen feeling both exhilarated and terrified. She found herself looking forward to the moments she spent with Alex. She found herself anticipating these interactions that were so completely different from her normal daily life.

One afternoon, while Karen was organizing the top cabinet behind her desk, she didn't notice Alex move closer. She reached up to get a file, arching her back slightly, her nylon covered heels popped out of her stilettos as she tried to reach higher, her short skirt rising a lot more than she expected. She suddenly felt the cool office air on her sweaty soles, her bare thighs above her stockings and the damp crotch of her thin panties.

"Oh sorry," Karen said ejen she saw Alex standing right behind her. "Didn't see you there." For reasons unknown to Karen, she arched her back further and pushed her ass out more to reveal herself more for Alex. Exposing herself felt natural in this moment.

"Karen," Alex said, her voice thick with something unspoken. "I need to talk to you about something."

Karen's heart pounded in her chest. She knew what Alex wanted to talk about, she knew it in the pit of her stomach.

"Okay," she replied, her voice a little shaky. "What is it?"

Alex took another step closer, her body almost touching Karen's. She looked at Karen's legs and then back up to her face. Her expression was no longer teasing or playful, it was intense, almost desperate. "I think you know."

Karen's breath caught in her throat. She was caught in Alex's spell. It was time to see just where this would take her. She nodded, her eyes locked with Alex's, before Alex gave Karen a quick kiss on the cheek and wished her a good evening. Alex called back to Karen that she wanted to meet with her again in the morning. As fast as the moment came, it went. Alex was reeling Karen in and Karen couldn't resist it.

Karen once again lay awake in her bed that evening. She replayed the day in her mind. Thoughts of Alex slipping her heels off, rubbing and kissing her pantyhose covered feet soon turned to thoughts of Alex kissing her and moving her hands up her nylon covered legs. She imagined Alex's beautiful manicured fingers working up under her short skirt and finding her pussy, now soaking wet, under her damp panties. Were Mike not away on business, she would have ridden his large cock to remind her that she had it good at home. She felt a sense of loneliness in that moment.

Unable to put the day out of her mind, Karen's thoughts turned more intimate. Her fingers found their way to her wet pussy. Karen rubbed her clitoris to a fulfilling orgasm. Karen felt disappointed with herself letting these types of unfaithful thoughts manifest themselves in an exquisite orgasm. Karen thought to herself that this was just fantasy and fell into a deep, relaxing sleep.

The next morning Karen found herself watching Alex intently, unable to resist this new compulsion. She noticed every detail about Alex; her dark hair, the curve of her lips, the hunger in her eyes when she looked at Karen. Karen found herself admiring Alex's legs as she paced about the office. She found herself focusing on the spot where her skirt hem ended, hoping to catch a glimpse of her stocking tops. Karen felt a sudden urge to reach out and touch her, to feel the warmth of her skin on her fingers.

Suddenly, Alex turned and caught Karen staring. For a moment, they simply looked at each other in silence. Karen's eyes were wide with shock and embarrassment but she felt a thrill that surged through her body. And then, to her surprise, Alex smiled.

Initially, Karen dismissed her attraction to Alex as curiosity; a fascination with someone different then herself. Lately, however, the feelings had become more complex and persistent. They stirred something inside of her that she hadn't felt since the first time she noticed Mike's giant bulge and felt a primal desperation to approach Mike and get to know him intimately.

This morning, the Karen felt charged with a sexual tension she couldn't escape. Karen knew Alex had a meeting with her later and all she could think about was the image of Alex in those stockings, the way they stretched smoothly over her long legs. The meeting could have been about anything but it was a fantasy about to be played out in Karen's mind.

Karen absentmindedly rubbed her thigh through her skirt, a wave of heat washing over her. She had started wearing stockings regularly in years despite preferring the safety of pantyhose or bare legs. Knowing these stay up stockings could slowly creep down her legs for Alex to see made her pussy dampen. The feel of the silky fabric and the way it clung to her skin brought a feeling of euphoria to her. The feeling of nylon covering her feet slowly becoming damp in her heels was something that wouldn't have normally excited her but, today, it added to her feeling of sexual tension.

The summons from Alex came sooner than she expected. "Karen, come in when you're ready." Alex's calm voice sent a shiver down Karen's spine.

Karen rose from her desk, now feeling self-conscious that her pussy was damp and her feet were sweating profusely inside her heels. She straightened her skirt and, for reasons she couldn't explain if she tried, walked with a swagger that oozed sexuality. She sensed others in the office noticed her as she walked towards Alex's office. She knocked lightly on the door, trying to compose herself.

"Come in," Alex called.

Karen stepped inside. Alex sat behind her desk, her legs crossed at the ankle, her skirt riding up just a touch higher than it usually did. Karen's pulse quickened.

"Have a seat, Karen," Alex said, gesturing to the chair set up opposite her.

Karen sat down, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. She could feel the heat emanating from her cheeks, contrasting the coolness of the room. Karen also noticed several pairs of Alex's heels and flats under her desk.

Alex's eyes swept carefully over Karen. "So, Karen," she began, her voice smooth, "let's talk about your performance."

Karen nodded, trying to focus on the words, but her mind kept drifting back to Alex's legs, to the way the light caught the sheen of her stockings. She wished she could feel the silkiness of Alex's legs against her own skin.

As Alex spoke, she looked Karen right in the eyes but Karen noticed her eyes wandering down her body. Karen felt her own breath shorten. She was keenly aware that Alex knew exactly what she wore under her clothes after she accidentally exposed herself the previous day. Karen's panties got more damp at the thought of that but she couldn't help feeling vulnerable and exposed under Alex's scrutiny.

The review continued but Karen barely heard the words. She was caught in a dizzying sea of emotions, a mix of fascination, fear and something that felt mostly like desire. She had not felt anything like this in many years.

Alex leaned forward, her elbows on the desk, her gaze fixed on Karen. "So, in summary, Karen, you're doing well but I see a lot of potential for growth. You just need gentle nurturing."

Alex's carefully chosen words hung in the air, thick with innuendo. Karen felt a sudden, intense heat between her legs. She shifted slightly in her seat, trying to discreetly adjust her position.

"I see," Karen managed, her voice a little breathless.

Alex's gaze dropped again, this time settling lower. Karen could feel the heat rising in her at the implication. Her own inner thighs felt damp against her panties. Karen knew she was going to get incredibly wet at any moment.

"Is everything alright, Karen?" Alex asked, her voice lowered just a fraction, now almost a purr. "You seem a little beside yourself today."

Karen swallowed hard. "I'm fine," she insisted, her voice wavering.

Alex smiled, a slow, knowing smile that sent another wave of heat through Karen. She leaned back in her chair, her eyes never leaving Karen's. "I think you might be mistaken, Karen," she said softly. "But that's okay."

Karen felt like she was on fire. Every nerve ending in her body was active. She could almost feel Alex's touch, her hands tracing the curves of her body, her lips parting to taste her skin. It wouldn't take much more for Karen to lose control completely.

Alex stood up and moved with such composure that it made Karen's heart pound. She walked over to beside Karen's chair, her heels clicking softly on the floor. Karen detected another familiar smell as Alex stopped beside the chair she sat in; it was the unmistakable aroma of pussy. The smell of another woman's pussy was new and exciting as it filled Karen's nostrils.

Alex crouched down and placed her hand on Karen's knee. "Sometimes," Alex whispered, her lips close to Karen's ear, "we need to explore our potential in other ways."

A jolt of pure, unadulterated desire shot through Karen. She could feel the warmth spreading between her legs, an involuntary dampness flooding her cotton panties. In that moment, she knew her life was about to change. She was so thoroughly and completely turned on that she felt like she could burst.

Alex's hand on Karen's knee felt electric. Karen's eyes moved up to meet hers, and in that shared look, everything that was happening was said without the need for words. Karen could feel the anticipation and promise of things to come as she looked into Alex's eyes.

She had been moved, pushed from her comfortable routine, into a realm of forbidden desire, a place she had never dared to venture. And yet, in that moment, with the scent of Alex's perfume and pussy lingering in the air, Karen knew she was exactly where she was meant to be. In her heart, she knew she'd let Alex take her, sexually, right away and she'd fully embrace that forbidden infidelity. She was ripe for Alex and this was just the beginning.