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I hadn't intended for anything like this to start up, but here I am. I guess I should start at the beginning, or at what I'm going to call the beginning.
I was sitting at a Starbucks, sipping on a syrup infused coffee and reading memes on my phone when a guy came over to me. I recognized him, but couldn't immediately place him.
"This is going to sound like the worst kind of shit, but don't I know you?" he asked.
I looked at him. He was about my age, tall, decent enough looking and was holding a coffee cup, obviously. I narrowed my eyes and thought about things.
"Ah," I said, "I work with your wife, don't I?"
"That's it," he said. "We met at the Christmas party last year."
"Emily," I said.
"Dave," he said. "I hope Sue's been behaving herself at work."
"Behaving?" I asked him.
"Eh, you know, not being too much of a bitch."
"Not too much," I said with a smile. He took that as an opportunity to sit down opposite me. I just looked at him.
You know how it is, we just chatted about meaningless stuff until I'd finished my coffee. He offered to buy me another, but I declined.
"How about another time then?" he asked.
I shrugged.
"Give me your number and we'll set something up some time."
It all sounded pretty casual, so I gave him my number. I didn't mention this to Sue when I saw her at work the following day - what they get up to is their business.
Over the next few weeks we met up several times. I got to hear about their life and it was nice to have a man to talk to about a man's point of view. I did ask him if he'd told her about meeting me and he said he hadn't - he just didn't want to deal with the aggravation. I understand... if I was married I sure I wouldn't want my husband meeting Sue when I'm not around.
I'd been talking about dating kind of stuff for a while and that seemed to set Dave off with the cliche "my wife doesn't understand me" stuff. He told me in great detail about how she had a higher sex drive than he did and how that basically meant that she'd given up initiating sex. They'd have sex any time he wanted it, but he'd always have to initiate it. He said it'd be nice to feel desired from time to time. To have her initiate it.
"I could do that," I said, then instantly regretted it. I hadn't meant to say it out loud.
"Really?" he said, looking at me intently.
"Uh, no, I don't think we should, what with me working with Sue."
"She'd never know," he said, "it could be our little secret."
It was my turn to look at him. Was I really considering this? Fucking my coworker's husband behind her back? I'll be honest, I'd thought about having an affair with him before. He's decent looking and attentive and if a guy's married I don't have to deal with all the relationship drama. But I'd be cheating on somebody I know, even if I don't know her well enough to really consider her a good friend.
We talked about it some more, but that was the moment we decided to cheat.
We started off meeting at my place for sex. He'd call, I'd tell him I was available and he'd come over. I'd always be the aggressive one, often meeting him at the door in just a robe. I'd drag him up to the bedroom where he'd fuck me. He was pretty good at sex, so I could imagine why Sue'd want it more often.
Late that year, almost Christmas, we fell asleep in my bed after sex. He woke up first, at about four in the morning, cursing. We agreed it was probably better not to go home and wake her up at that point, but it's not like either of us slept particularly well for the rest of the night. In the morning he sneaked out while I got ready for work.
Funnily enough that was the first time I felt a little guilty talking to Sue at the office. She was upset and hadn't slept well and she confided in me that Dave hadn't come home and she'd hardly slept because of it.
A few days after that, she went to spend a couple of days with her parents. Being close to Christmas, it wouldn't really raise any suspicions, but I knew why she was really there. Dave came over and we fucked.
I told him I felt bad about Sue and he seemed resigned to a divorce. I had to explain to him that this wasn't a real relationship, we were just fuck buddies so if Sue threw him out, it's not like he was moving in with me. That woke him up alright. He seemed to realize that he should try and save the marriage.
When Sue got back from her parents', she seemed to have changed her attitude. From Dave, it sounded like they were pretty much ignoring each other at home, but I could see she was losing weight and starting to look after herself and dress a little better. I noticed her clothes starting to fit her a little tighter at work.
After a short while, Dave told me that they'd had a big sit down chat. He'd told her that we'd been a one off, which was a lie... we'd even been fucking since she'd got back. He'd offered to let her go and have sex with somebody else to even the score and she'd taken him up on it. It sounded like she was aiming to go back to their home town and see an ex-boyfriend.
On the weekend Sue went away, he came over. It meant that we could have the whole weekend to ourselves and obviously a lot of fucking.
It was early in the evening and Dave's phone made the stupid noise for an incoming video call.
"Fuck," he said, "it's Sue."
We were in bed. Naked.
"Ignore it?" I suggested.
"I don't think that'll work," he said, turning away from me and sitting up. I wrapped the covers around me, even though I wasn't going to be on the screen.
He put his finger over the lens and answered the call.
"Uncover the camera," was the first thing she said.
"You just woke me," he said.
"Uh huh, where are you?"
"I'm at home."
"Just a sec," she said.
"No you're not," she said, "I just called and you didn't answer."
"No," he said, "I'm on the phone with you, so I ignored it."
"I didn't hear it ring. Where are you really?"
"I'm at Steve's."
"Without a shirt? Let me say hi to Steve."
"He's just nipped out."
"And left you there alone?" she said. "That's kind of rude."
Dave paused for a few seconds.
"OK, I'm at hers, alright? Are you happy now?"
Sue hung up.
"Fuck," he said. "Do you think I should go home? If she leaves now she'll be home in a couple of hours."
"You might as well go home," I told him, "you're not going to be any use to me now anyway."
He took getting caught pretty hard and there was a fair amount of whining and begging. I'd hear about it from her to a slight extent at work, but I could imagine she was telling me less than ten percent of it. He, on the other hand, kept me up to date with his attempts to solve everything. Usually while we were fucking, or just afterwards.
They went to a couple of counselors and it ended up that they'd open up their relationship. I found this funny, as Sue's just this uptight vanilla girl so basically she'll just end up letting Dave have sex with me.
However, once they'd come to this agreement, she seemed to go wild. She started meeting guys and started having sex with them. She was telling Dave about it and that was getting him hot. He started getting all wound up by her stories and having sex with her. And not me.
I'd figured that would wear off, but when it did she started showing him pictures of her adventures. On the rare occasions when we met up and fucked, I couldn't reconcile the stories Dave was telling me about this crazy slut with the dull little office drone I saw every day.
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