Do you remember the character “Marsha” from the old
Brady Bunch show? Well, that’s what Brittnay looks
like. Only 21, she was a smart and hard working spit
fire who had joined my company recently.
Being 40 and a married man, I had no designs on
flirting with her. She came to me eager to learn about
the business, and I taught her all that I knew. She
absorbed it quickly, and was already in line for a
small raise based on her productivity. We got along
well on a personal level also, and enjoyed talking
about our lives over lunch every day.
Soon Brittnay and I began to hang out all of the time.
Meeting before work for coffee, enjoying lunch, and
always walking to our cars together after work. Of
course this led to some office rumors, but there was
nothing going on between us. As a matter of fact,
Brittnay and her boyfriend David had invited my wife
and I to their apartment complex for a swim in the
pool, and all four of us had hit it off.
David was an avid sports nut like myself, and Brittnay
and my wife Sharon both were into the scrap-booking
craze. So despite the age difference, we all became
fast friends.
I think that day was the first time I had sexual
thoughts about Brittnay. Seeing her in her yellow two
piece suit, I was taken by her breasts. They aren’t
huge by any means, but on her tiny frame they seemed
that way. Then a few days later as we were leaving
work, she gave me a tight hug goodbye, pressing her
tits into my chest. I was keenly aware of her lingering
embrace, but I awkwardly broke it before my dick
started to swell.
The following weekends were spent at each others place,
alternately going to their place for a swim and dinner
and ours for dinner and cards.
Last Saturday while in the water alone with Brittnay,
she had swum over to me and playfully splashed me. I
reached over to tickle her and instead grabbed her
right breast. She grinned at me and swam away, leaving
me red faced and hard.
We had some wine later and went back to the pool for
some moon lit swimming. David dozed in his chair and my
wife joined Brittnay and I in the water. Soon the
splashing started again, and I was out numbered. I
tried my best to ward off the two of them, but was
growing tired of the game. Sensing this, they both
stopped and we all stood together closely and just
talked quietly for a while about where to go for dinner
later.
I felt Brittnay’s hand on my thigh as she tried to get
my attention……David was snoring loudly and we all
laughed at his snorts. Her hand lingered on my thigh,
and then slowly slid towards my cock. My wife could not
see this as the water was chest high and it was dark.
Brittnay gave my crotch a quick squeeze and then swam
over to the ladder. I was shocked at what she had just
done, but also pleased. Thinking it was just the wine
and her being playful, I tried not to think it could be
anything else.
So the following week at work, Brittnay was her usual
self, and neither of us mentioned the cock grabbing.
Then on Saturday she arrived with David to play cards
at our house. We all drank way to much, and my wife
became slightly ill so I laid her on the sofa. David
and Brittnay sat on the love seat, and I relaxed in my
recliner. Brittnay asked if I was up for a dance, and I
agreed. I put on some soft music and looked at my wife
for approval, but she was fast asleep. So we slow
danced for a few minutes and I looked over at David to
see if he was ready to cut in.
But he too was now sleeping, so I looked at Brittnay
and smiled and kept dancing. At some point our bodies
moved closer, and I could feel her breasts squeezing
against my chest. I pulled her a little tighter against
me to gauge her reaction, which was to increase her
hold on me.
My cock was now hard and pressing against her belly,
trapped between us. She began to grind her hips slowly
into me, and a soft moan escaped her lips as I kissed
her lightly on the neck.
I took a step back, pulling her with me onto the
recliner. Our mouths met and our tongues explored as I
lifted her skirt. She was not wearing panties, and I
quickly fished my cock out of my shorts and sat back
while she lowered herself onto it. Her pussy was wet
and hot, but so wonderfully tight. I felt myself
shudder as inch by inch I entered this beautiful girl.
We were as quiet as possible, but when I came in her a
few minutes later I could not help but grunt out loud
from the sheer force of it. Brittnay and I then snuck
out to my shed in the back yard for another quickie
before returning to the house. She woke David and they
left shortly after. My wife never did wake up, even
when I carried her to bed.
Brittnay and I are now lovers on a regular basis,
although we both still love our partners very much.
It’s really just a strong physical thing that we have,
and it likely won’t last long.
But I’m 40 years old and I’m banging Brittnay…
Who cares how long it lasts…