The Seduction of Jason

I was almost thirty-five years old, married with two children, working out at the local gym three days a week, walking every day trying to maintain my 36D-24-38 figure. My love life was better than ever,

and I was still learning about the open relationship my husband and I had agreed to try. My first experience with another man besides my husband gave my confidence a huge boost, had been

very exciting, but had ended. That didn't stop my husband from encouraging me to

find another friend to help me explore my

naughty sexual desires, telling me he saw the way our male friends and strangers looked at me, to choose one who I found interesting and master the art of seduction to get what I wanted.

He started going shopping with me, which was something he loathed, but he went, picking out some very tasteful but

sexy clothing and buying me sexy revealing bras, thongs, garterbelts and hose that he insisted I wear.

While Jack and I were in the midst of our

heated encounters, a very handsome young man did an internship with the insurance agency I worked for, and following his graduation from the University of South Carolina business school he applied for a position with us and started his job as an agent.

Jason was a tall, slender young man with short brown hair, beautiful brown eyes,

polite, hard working, smart, quick witted,

and a bit shy. My boss tasked me with training him, making sure he was ready for the state licensing test, and introducing him to our clients. He was always impeccably dressed, professional,

and polite. During his training we talked about his family, education, and hobbies,

he met my husband, and children, joined

the gym we used and went out for drinks with his new colleagues a few times. He was at work twenty minutes early, left work ten minutes after we closed and was a genius on the computer, fixing any issues that arose.

Jason was an avid runner, every weekend he was traveling to any race being held across the state, he said one day he was going to run in the Boston Marathon, and do the iron man competition in Hawaii. He ran, biked, and swam every day for an hour before work

and two hours after we knocked off.

One day after SWAT training my husband stopped by my office visit for a few minutes, told Jason hello, told me he loved me, gave me a quick kiss and left.

Jason said he's huge, and quite intimidating, I'd hate to think what would happen if you pissed him off. I laughed telling him my husband was a big softie,

just a sweet little teddy bear who loved

being a cop. We finished our day and after my Wednesday zumba class I drove home took a shower, had supper with my family, checked homework and relaxed on the deck with my husband. I told him about Jason's comments and laughed

when he said Jason knew a bad ass

cop when he saw one laughing at himself.

He told me that the reason Jason said what he did was because he was sweet on me, and I should see if he would be interested in a little after work get together. I told him he'd lost his mind, that I was almost ten years older than he was and he was always polite, and professional with me. My husband said

I should pay more attention to the way he

looked at me, and his body language when we were working, telling me he'd bet a hundred dollars that if I showed

I was interested, Jason would jump at the chance to get me in bed, and fuck me

silly. I told my husband he just lost a hundred bucks, and he better pay up when I won. I fell asleep thinking about

what would happen if he was right about Jason and if I could really go through with it.

The next morning I showered, fixed my hair, make-up, put on one of my sexiest

front hook push up bras with heart-shaped cups that barely covered my nipples, a matching white lace thong, a

black knee length skirt and a low cut button up sleepless top, pulled on my black blazer, dropped the children off at school, and headed to work. I was already at my desk working when Jason and my colleagues arrived, printing out paperwork for some renewals that had to be mailed out, drinking my second cup of coffee when Jason came to my door with

a big smile on his face and his state license in his hand telling me he passed his test and thanking me for helping him.

I jumped up clapping telling him congratulations, and gave him a pat on the shoulder, turned to my printer to get the renewal forms and dropped them on the floor. I stooped down picking them up when Jason came over to help, and caught him staring down my top while he gathered the scattered papers. When we

stood up he asked what I was working on and stood beside me when I sat down explaining what I was doing. I signed a few, checked them for accuracy and told him to check the rest letting him have a seat in my chair as I watched him go through the rest of the papers, leaning over to sign them when he finished each one. Our boss tapped on my door, told told us good morning, congratulated Jason, and told him to pay attention to what I was showing him, and went to his office. Every time I leaned down to sign papers, I caught Jason staring down my top out of the corner of my eye, and kept at it until we were done. I told him to keep his seat leaned my hip against his shoulder explaining where he could pull up the client's who were due for renewal

and which forms to print out. He asked a few questions, and I ended up leaning over again, smiling as he said I've got it now, and asked him what kind of cologne he had on, telling him it smelled nice, He

told me it was Ralph Lauren, and then

said you're wearing Chanel number five, and you really look nice today as he adjusted his pants legs under the desk.

I stood up bumped my hip against his shoulder and told him he was right, thanked him for noticing my new outfit, waiting for him to get up so I could sit down, thinking about what my husband said the night before. Jason finally gave my chair back to me and asked if he could mail out the renewals, after lunch he was back in my office selling his first home and auto policies with my help

and was thrilled when his clients walked out, I told him I was proud of him and gave him a hug when he got up, telling him we should have a drink after work to celebrate his day of firsts. He said that sounds great and swaggered out of my office smiling. We finished our day, and he followed me to a bar where we had a drink in an empty booth and talked about

our day. We sat together thinking some of our coworkers were going to join us, but they didn't, and that gave me the chance to see if I was going to win the bet with my husband.

My blazer was in the passenger seat of my jeep, and Jason was clearly interested in more than talking about work, I was rubbing his hand, touching his arm, patting his leg, flirting, asking him about

his running and if he had anyone special in his life, he had one drink, and was hanging on my every word, no longer trying to hide the fact that he was staring at my cleavage. When I asked if he wanted to get some fresh air, he jumped up and helped me out of the booth saying he'd like that, and walked me out to my jeep saying he would be running

right now if I hadn't invited him to celebrate. I told him I knew exercise was important, but a change in pace wasn't a

bad thing, and if he wanted, we could continue our celebration somewhere else

asking if I could come see where he lived

and let me reward him for being such a hard worker, raking my nails across his chest and abdomen.

Fifteen minutes later we were parked at the side of his house, walking through the side door with him asking about my husband who I'd called on my way telling him I was going to loose the bet and not to expect me to be home for a while.

I told Jason what my husband didn't know

wouldn't hurt him, loosened his necktie and started unbuttoning his neatly pressed shirt telling him he been staring all day long and I wanted him to touch me

now. I was loosing the bet, but when Jason kissed me I had every intention to

to come out the winner. Jason's shirt and tie hit the floor as he sucked my tongue in his mouth, his hands busy unfastening the buttons on my top pulling it off. Our hard, hot kiss was filled with passion, and

his body trembled under my hands, his skin smooth, and hot as I caressed it.

He had my skirt unzipped and was pushing it down kissing my breasts, abdomen, and admiring my body as he bent down pulling it off, stood up spinning me in a circle telling me I was incredibly hot, sexy, from head to toe. He asked what I was thinking, as he pushed my hair back and started kissing my neck. I told him we could lose our jobs if anyone found out what was going on, he still had his pants on, and he was driving me crazy

kissing my neck.

He looked up, smiled unbuckled his belt

unbuttoned, unzipped his pants and took them off, his boxer briefs were black, tight, and looked like they were about to

burst at the seams from the erection hidden beneath them. When he pulled them down, I muttered oh my goodness,

you are huge, smiling as I took his cock

in my hand and stroked his long thick shaft, fondled his testicles, he released the clasp on my bra, cupped and squeezed my breasts, and pushed back against his kitchen counter kissing my neck again.

When I asked where his bedroom was, he scooped me up in his arms, carrying me between unpacked boxes scattered around the floor and placed me gently on

his unmade queen size bed, removed my thong and went down on me licking my

clit, sucking the lips of my pussy, and invading my wetness with his long, soft

tongue. His hands slid under my backside

lifting my hips completely off the bed and he tongue fucked me to orgasm, licking and slurping my juices up with enthusiasm, as they gushed from my body. When I felt his warm tongue on my

ass he lifted my hips even higher, and forced his wet tongue inside me, I thought I would die, and wrapped my legs around his neck moaning from the pleasure I was receiving. Jason was turning out to be a very talented young

lover, and we had just begun. I had several more orgasms, before he finished, pinching, pulling at my nipples,

squeezing my breasts, and meeting his

thrusting tongue, grinding my hips in his face. When he stopped and kissed his way up my body, he asked if I liked the way he ate pussy, smiled when I told him

very much, and before I said another word he had three fingers in my pussy, caressing my g-spot with the middle one and was sucking my breast flicking my nipple with his tongue. I squirted when I reached climax, squeezed his cock, stroking his stiff shaft as hard and fast as I could. He looked up, telling me if I didn't stop he was going to cum soon, so I pushed him away, told him to lay down and let me suck his dick. He laid-back

said you've been warned and looked in my eyes as I sucked him into my mouth and kept stroking. He wasn't lying when he told me he was close and started ejaculating his hot, thick, salty seed down my throat and into my mouth. I swallowed, licked, swallowed every hot

powerful jet that erupted from his throbbing cock, licked up the few drops that I missed and continued sucking watching his eyelids flutter as he moaned.

Kissed the engorged head of his still rock hard erection and thought to myself, Jason's cock was almost an exact replica of my husband's. Looked at him smacked my lips, said yummy, and asked if he was going to fuck me now.

He pulled me into his arms gave me a long hot kiss, and said he would love to,

and so would every man in our office including our boss. I reminded him that we could lose our jobs, and he said and

probably my life if your husband found out, smiling as I straddled his cock guiding him to the entrance of my pussy

and impaled myself on it, telling him I was a very horny bad girl that needed to be fucked. His cock felt like a polished piece of steel as I rode him, his girth like my husbands felt heavenly as it filled me, stretching my inner walls as it slipped in and out of me. His youth, and excellent physical condition was beyond impressive, as he rolled me to my back,

his powerful thrusts pumping like a jackhammer, on my side, from behind, for the next hour we took our pleasure with each other, and he filled me with his hot

thick seed. I thought we were done, but he dove between my thighs tongue and finger fucking me again, More countless

orgasms, squirting, gushing and begging

for him to fuck me again. My nipples raw,

tingling from pinching, biting, squeezing, and sucking. My lips chapped from deep

hard delicious kisses, but I still wanted more. I even attempted anal, but after almost a half bottle of lubricant tapped out. By ten thirty we were wiped out, a quick bath, and a long drive home where my husband helped me out of the car, into a hot bubble bath with an ice cold glass of water and two motrin, and a detailed account of my evening with Jason. I was tired, sore, and exhausted, but satisfied with myself and fell asleep on my husbands chest.

At work nothing much changed, but I paid more attention to the looks I got from my male colleagues and continued

meeting with Jason until he got engaged.