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Dirty Stirrups Fun

by Phoebe Euphoria

By Phoebe EuphoriaPublished 3 years ago 6 min read
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Jen glances up at the kitchen clock. It's only 6:30 a.m., yet she's been up already for two hours. Something about screaming babies and toddlers gives you a blatant disregard for time. She got the chance to grab a quick cat nap after a 3:00 a.m. coddling back to sleep of her cranky, teething 6-month old, but now she is up again, as if a soldier ready for battle, after two cups of coffee already. Time to get breakfast ready for everyone and settle into the morning routine.

She had had kids back to back, three of them now, and though she didn't regret having kids, she did regret her former model bod beauty and selfish me-time when she could indulge in long, romantic baths with her husband and leisurely nights out with no kids to consider. She even started to miss the old gossip mill at work. At least she was in adult company for a prescribed period of time. Nowadays, it was babies and toddlers all day and putting out never-ending fires that arose around the clock.

"Morning babe," Mel smiled and kissed her on the cheek. Before she could return the greeting, her husband surprised her by gently patting her butt and at the same time slipping his fingers into the front of her panties and slowly teasing her clit. What! Any other time, this naughty little gesture would have led to steamy morning sex, but they both knew better. The thrill was gone. Try as they might, they were settling into a sexless marriage.

"Oh, morning babe," Jen managed through a forced grin. The best she could do was smile wanly at him over coffee from across the breakfast nook, before their 2-year-old required immediate attention based on the screaming coming from the bedroom. Apparently her older sister had taken her doll. Morning drama already!

His morning attempt having been rebuffed, Mel and Jen carried on with the morning routine until Mel went off to work and left her to deal with the kids.

In between the chaos generated by two unruly toddlers and a 6-month old, Jen used her quiet moments to daydream about Javier, the supervisor on her night job. There was a natural attraction there, and she knew he liked her, too, because he favored her and gave her easier assignments than the others. She cleaned offices at night, not just to help with the bills, but probably more to get out of the house. It was a nice break for her.

Jen found herself yearning for Javier's hand in her panties rather than Mel's and felt a pang of guilt, and pleasure. She revisited this fantasy from time to time throughout the day and found her thoughts getting bolder and bolder. Did she have the nerve to give in to her naughty thoughts? Will I or won't I? It was fun running the question through her mind during her daily chores. She looked forward to work tonight.

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Jen smirked when she saw the assignment list at work. As usual, she got all the plum assignments that didn't require much dirty work. At first, she chalked this up to Javier having pity on her for being overworked at home, but hey, isn't everybody? No. She soon realized this special attention was due to something more alluring: romantic, not friendly interest. She could tell by the way he always asked her how it was going, did she have any questions, could he help, etc. Not only that, but the way he looked at her, that intent glance that was almost playful, that begged an unspoken question: will you fuck me?

Jen already noticed the trend and decided tonight to play along, just to see where it would lead. A little flirting wouldn't hurt anything, now would it? Tonight, she resolved to follow his lead and get the "help" she so urgently desired and that he longed to deliver.

She marched down to the stock room where she knew he was counting inventory and lingered while picking up her supplies. While reaching for paper towels, she let her forearm brush against his hand. Rather than quickly withdraw and excuse herself, she decided to let the momentary contact linger. The heat between them was undeniable. Javier also did not jerk his hand away. Silently, they knew the game was on. They exchanged glances, cleared their throats, and went about business as usual.

Later the same night, Javier made his own pass. When no one was around, he took the opportunity to brush up against her rear in passing with an obvious hard-on. This startled Jen as she wasn't expecting it, but when she turned around and grinned at him, they both knew the game was on.

The rest of the work night was filled with knowing glances directed at each other. The deed was definitely going down tonight.

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As instructed, Jen met Javier in the OB/GYN offices downstairs to "show her something". Alone at last. As soon as he closed and locked the door, they could not contain their desire. He took her in a passionate embrace and their hot mouths feasted on each other until their teeth clinked together and they had to come up for air. They were one now, grinding into each other, and her heart raced in anticipation of what that mound of a hard-on would soon deliver.

Quickly they undressed, while he pointed for her to get on the examining table. Both totally nude, he spread her legs. First, he inhaled her sweet scent before settling in to feast on her vagina. Jen sucked in air, with both pleasure and a twinge of guilt. But the guilt did not stop her. She happily let Javier have his way and took her own pleasure, squeezing on either side of the exam table with intense pleasure.

Javier must have stayed like this for a good 10 minutes, doing nothing but pleasuring her. He could tell she was on the edge of oblivion, at which time he stopped abruptly and stood. Jen could have screamed NO! at the top of her lungs, but her protests were soon squelched when he mounted her and pleasured her with an organ so stiff and long, it seemed like it must have traveled from her vagina to her throat. Every now and then he withdrew and rubbed her clitoris with the head of his cock.

They went on like this in rhythmic pleasure for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly she came so hard, she thought she would explode with pleasure. She resisted the urge to cry out in delight, due to the circumstances, but this seemed to make her orgasm all the sweeter.

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Mel could tell there was something different about Jen when she got home, but he couldn't put his finger on it. She was too . . . happy. Jen vowed to keep her secret till the grave, that she now had a new plum assignment in the GYN chair every so often.

This secret kept a pep in her step throughout each and every household disaster and a smile with a permanent grin. Jen had found the promised land.

© 2020 by Phoebe Euphoria

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