Coworker Affair Pt. 01

Character descriptions:

Seth Jones:

* first person

* male

* stocky, 6'0

* 28 years old

* dirty blonde hair generally combed up and over to the left

* Green eyes

* Assistant Principal

* Dry humor

* Introvert

* 6" cock

Kim Smith

* The crush

* Female

* Beautiful ????

* 48 years old

* 5'5

* 2nd grade teacher

* Red hair, very curly with touches of gray

* Gorgeous smile, infectious laugh

* Intense focused look that she has when she works at her desk

* Supple breasts

* Soft figure, not slim or stocky

* Slightly freckled complexion

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As all relationships do, ours started as acquaintances. We met in the late summer of 2021 and were merely coworkers at a small school in Illinois. She had been teaching 2nd grade for years and I had only just joined the staff as the assistant principal.

We were both happily married at the time. She and her husband had two kids who attended the school. My wife and I had only been married for two years. We moved to Illinois after finishing our masters degrees. My wife began teaching in the same school with me.

The heat and sexual tension between Kim and I built slowly like a pot on a stove. For a while I believed it was a one way attraction, but through a fortunate course of events our mutual interest became undeniable. This is the story of our affair.

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"They want us to do what?" I asked my wife.

"House sit for them" she repeated, "they are going out of town and they need someone to watch their dogs. She said we could bring our dog to their house. It will be fun. Marley loves their dogs anyway."

"How long?"

"A week this summer in July."

I agree with a false heir of reluctance while deep down I know that this could be fun in an entirely different way. I have only just started to be attracted to Kim, and the idea of being alone in their house, and maybe even sleeping in her bed is arousing.

When the week finally came to house/dog sit for the Smiths, I was elated to find that we indeed were able to sleep in their bed. I laid in bed on the first night and began to dream about her naked body lying where I lay. I envisioned her husband on top of her making sweet love. I imagined her moans of satisfaction. My desire for her was growing exponentially.

The next morning my wife was gone and I was in the house alone with the dogs. I let the dogs out (it seemed weird for them to watch lol) and began to explore the bedroom. I started in the closet because I wanted to save the best for last.

I found some of her dresses and held them up. I felt inside of them where I knew the fabric would touch her. I started with the breasts of each dress. I caressed where her bra would be. I smelled it and even kissed it. I moved to the lower part of the dress. I imagined how it would fall on her ass and how it would flow around her legs.

After enjoying the voyeuristic appeal of going through her closet, I moved to the dressers and started looking for her underwear. I found a pair of panties and a bra. The bra was very basic. A blush skin tone color with no frills. The panties were also very simple albeit no less attractive.

I laid them out on the bed and couldn't help but reach my hand into my shorts to start jerking my cock. I imagined her in this position on the bed. I pulled up some pictures of her on my phone from the previous school year. I zoomed in on her face and set it above the bra so it was like she was looking at me.

The ecstasy of the moment was sweet as I masturbated for the first time to Mrs. Smith. The crash of guilt after came unexpectedly. I attempted to put it all back where I had found it. My heart raced as a question came to my mind that I had not yet considered, "what if they have cameras?"

I searched frantically for a few moments and of course, they didn't. How creepy would it be for them to have cameras in the bedroom and not tell us about it? I cleaned myself up and took a shower. In the shower I vowed to never think of Kim that way again.

This was it.

Never again..

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A few months later, school had started back and it was time for all the teachers to go to Chicago for a teachers conference. The sessions were boring but the location was nice. After a nice meal provided by the school, we were put up in a Holiday inn.

Even though My wife teaches with me, we had to split up the rooms by gender, not relationship. My boss gave me the responsibility of determining who would stay with whom. I decided to put my wife and Kim in the same room and that I would stay with one of my teacher friends.

My wife and Kim had coincidentally become very close friends. Even though Kim is about 20 years older than both of us, they get along great. I got a little thrill out of imagining them being in the same room. I wished that I could somehow sneak in there--not to be with my wife, but to see Kim.

Back in our hotel room my friend, Andrew, who teaches math at our school, asked if I would mind if he watched the Thursday night football game on the tv. We turned it on and began watching a very boring game.

Around 8:00, my wife called me to say Good Night. She always goes to bed early. We talked for a moment and then exchanged sweet words as we ended the call.

When I got off the phone Andrew playfully said, "Well aren't you to just the sweetest."

I just rolled my eyes and kept watching the game. Andrew was married also, but didn't seem to plan on calling his wife.

At half time he asked me, "Can I ask you a hypothetical question?"

"Normally when someone asks that they mean, 'Can I ask you a question that I want you to think is hypothetical, but really it's very revealing and I want you to pretend it's hypothetical.' So, what do you really mean?"

He glared at me for a moment then said, "You're such a dick. Just listen to the question. Let's say, I was to want to have someone over to my room for say, an hour. And let's say, we wanted a little privacy... how long do you think you could... I don't know... be gone."

"Who are you inviting over here, a prostitute?" I mocked.

He threw a glance at me and said, "Fuck no! But there might be some... secrets that I need you to help me with."

My expression changed to a more serious tone as I said, "Are you serious? Are you... cheating on your wife?"

"Oh don't give me that." Andrew said, "Look, not everyone is as happily married to a beautiful woman as you are. I don't need your judgement about my decisions. Are you interested in helping me out or not?"

He had gotten very defensive and I struggled to decide if I should talk to him as an employer or as a friend. As I began thinking about my own hidden desires for Kim, I realized I had no place to judge.

"Dude," I said "whatever you're doing just keep me out of it."

He picked up his phone and started texting. A few moments later he said, "Okay, get out."

"What? Now? Really?"

"Fuck yeah, dude. Give us an hour."

I hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to leave him alone. I threw on a hoody and shoes, grabbed my wallet and kids and slipped out of the room. I debated going somewhere, but ultimately decided to just sit on my phone in the lobby. I could waste away an hour on my phone like it was nothing.

As I sat in the dimly lit breakfast lounge of the holiday inn, I heard a voice behind me say, "What are you doing down here?"

I turned around and was shocked to see Kim standing behind me. "I... I... couldn't sleep so I decided to go for a walk." I stammered, trying desperately to come up with a believable lie.

I had never seen this much of her and my heart was racing. She was wearing a soft, striped T-shirt which clearly had no bra underneath. Her nipples were erect and her D sized breasts were stretching the fabric as far as it could go. Her shirt dropped just below her waste and if she was wearing anything else, I couldn't tell. Her long legs were smooth and thick. Her light freckles continued to her legs. She normally wore jeans or knee length dresses to school. This was a VERY different look. I tried to take it in in short glances.

She rolled her eyes at me and said, "First of all, it's 9:15; and second of all, you're on your phone in the lobby. What do you take me for?" She shifted her weight slightly and her tits bounced and pushed against each other, forming a crease in her shirt. The hem of her shirt lifted up just enough to reveal the bottom of her very tight, very short booty shorts.

"You got me." My brain was spinning to think of a better lie. I stalled by saying, "You first, why are you down here?"

She held up her water bottle. "Getting done water. There's a water bottle filler down here and hotel water sucks."

"Gotcha... honestly, Andrew just asked me for some privacy and I gave it to him. I think he needed to talk about something to his wife on the phone." I tried to go with plausible deniability. As far as I knew, maybe that was all true..?

Kim glared and said, "Right, okay" She said doubtingly. After a moment of awkward silence she said, "Well your wife certainly wasn't a lot of fun tonight." She laughed, "She's been asleep for over an hour."

"Haha, yeah that sounds about right. She loves her sleep." My phone dinged. It was Andrew telling me I could come back whenever. "Welp, looks like he's done. I'll see you in the morning."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow." She said as she started walking toward the water fountain.

I stood up and went to the elevator. I pressed the button and glanced toward Kim. As she walked away, I could see how tight the shirt was on her ass. It fell almost like a mini dress. Her butt shifted as she walked. It was gorgeous.

She got to the water fountain and shifted her weight to one leg. I started in amazement and then in horror realized that she was also watching me. Behind the water fountain there was a mirror. She was watching me look that way and smirking.

I looked away and realized that the elevator had already opened and was closing again. I fumbled to press the button and the doors reopened. I couldn't decide if I should hold the elevator for Kim or try to get it close before she got there.

My decision was made for me because the doors didn't start to close until she was almost there. I reached my hand forward, knowing it would be awkward to let it close as she was almost there.

I avoided eye contact and pressed the button for her floor. My wife and Kim were on the third floor and I was on the fourth.

We stood in awkward silence until she said, "We gonna talk about how you were staying at my ass?"

I sighed and looked up at the ceiling, " I... I'm sorry," I muttered, "I shouldn't have. I just... I don't know... I'm sorry." I ran my hands through my hair and glanced at Kim.

She was smiling. Her smile is beautiful and calming. She said, "You're cute all embarrassed like this. Look, it's okay." She said placing a hand on my shoulder and leaning in to me on her tippy toes. "I won't tell yours if you won't tell mine." She whispered and gave me a little tap and squeeze on the ass.

I straightened up and clenched. I was speechless. The door opened to her floor and she started to walk out. She turned around as the doors were closing and gave a little wink before continuing to walk away.

My mind was racing. What had just happened? Was I dreaming?

I didn't know, but I did know one thing...

This was not the end...

My attraction to Kim had grown stronger than ever. I would be thinking about this for months. My only fear is that she'll change her mind and tell my wife. Sure, I could just tell my wife and her husband that she came on to me as well, but who would believe me?

I got off the elevator and slowly walked toward my room. I walked in and collapsed onto the bed... my head spinning.