"Angie"
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Although it's been a year now since I last saw Angie, I can 
remember to the smallest detail the time we spent together.  I 
suppose though that's a common occurrence whenever something is a 
first for you.  For me, it was the first time I had ever cheated 
on my wife.  I didn't plan to, and I can't even say that the 
reason I didn't do it sooner was because my wife was so hot in 
bed.  

As a matter of fact Karen, (my wife), is about the most un-
imaginative lover that a man could ever complain about.  But 
during our ten years of marriage, I had just sort of gotten used 
to the idea that for me there would never be the kind of thrills 
and excitement that I read about in magazines or that I heard the 
guys at work talk about.  Hell, she wouldn't even go down on me!  

I guess that in retrospect, (they say that hind sight is 20-20); I 
had accepted the idea that for me great sex would never exist.  So 
instead, I threw myself into work with the same gusto that other 
guys give to their sex lives.  Because of my enthusiasm for work, 
I was a shop supervisor at a small specialty mold shop by the time 
I was twenty-six.  It was because of this job position that I was 
to meet Angie two years later.

Because of the specialized work we do, we are always finding 
ourselves short of skilled labor, and as a result of that we 
regularly hire tradesmen from Europe.  I had been after the shop 
owner for some time now to get me a good man to run one of our 
trickier machines.  I knew he had to go abroad to find one and 
since I was always giving him the gears about how important it was 
to get help, he used to refer to imported labor as my 
"Importants."

Well, about fifty-three weeks and four days ago, roughly speaking, 
my boss came over to my office and said to me "Your new 
'Important' is here," and that I should go on up to the main 
office and show them around.  

"Them?" I said, "You told me you had found me a man, singular, I 
can't use more than one right now."  

He told me to calm down, that there was only one man hired but 
since the last man left he had attended some seminars on why 
imported labor is so quick to leave.  

He told me that he had learned that it was not the worker who was 
eager to go home, since he usually made friends quickly on the 
job, but rather his wife who missed her friends and her previous 
social life.  All this he told me on the way to the reception area 
and just before we reached it he dropped the big bomb.  

"It's getting harder and harder to find workers who are skilled 
enough and willing to come to this country and work so here's what 
I've planned.  I've rented that empty house beside your place for 
them until they decide where they want to live.  You will visit 
with them on a regular basis, take them out for fun filled 
evenings of joyful entertainment, take them shopping, teach them 
how to drive over here, and I'm making it your responsibility that 
they are so fucking happy that they never want to leave here, do 
you understand that?"

Well shit, not only do I have to train a new man on a complex job 
but now I find out that I have to wet nurse him too.

The boss opened the door and said "Harry, I'd like you to meet 
Rick and Angela. Rick will be starting with us on Monday but I 
thought that you might find the time to give both Rick and his 
wife the grand tour."  With that line the boss made his excuses 
and left.  I felt like cotton baton had been wedged into my mouth. 

I shook hands with Rick and welcomed him to his new home, but my 
eyes were glued on Angela. She reached for my hand and I could 
feel the hairs starting to rise on the back of my neck, "How are 
you?" she asked, and without thinking I answered "Decent," an old 
line out of an old Richard Dreyfuss movie, and before I could even 
regret having said it, she replied ever so softly, "Pity."

I just had to sit down.  I had a hard on growing so fast and hard 
that it threatened to tear my jeans open right then and there!  I 
made some lame excuse about how we should talk for a few minutes 
before I showed them around.  I tried to focus on Rick and make 
small talk about being neighbors and all, but my eyes kept 
wandering back to Angie. Oh those tits, every time I looked they 
were looking back at me!  Until now I had never given much thought 
to the expression 'perky tits', but these fit the description 
perfectly according to my definition.  She was wearing a pale blue 
knitted top that you could damn near see through, and I was 
certainly trying hard enough.  

I could see skin showing everywhere and I couldn't see any sign of 
a bra.  Well that only made me look twice as hard to see if I 
could see her nipples.  What a cock tease!  

I excused myself for a minute saying that I had to check on an 
order, and for them to help themselves to another cup of coffee.  
I promised to show them around just as soon as I got back. I 
awkwardly walked out of the reception area, grateful that I didn't 
have to walk past them to do so.  If Rick was oblivious to my 
predicament, Angie certainly wasn't, because just before I made my 
hasty retreat, she looked down at my bulging groin, then into my 
eyes and winked at me!  I damn near ran to the 'john' and even 
before I had the door locked tight my one hand was already 
releasing my stiff prick.  

I had never in my life been so hard.  

My cock felt like it was made of steel and so hot that I thought 
it would explode!  Three swift strokes, and I did explode!  Cum 
flew everywhere!  I probably could have made the Guinness book of 
records for distance shooting!  Hot streams of it splattered 
against the walls, flew towards the ceiling, and arched back down 
to land on the floor.  God!  I had never in my entire married life 
cum so hard, and she hadn't even touched me.  And I was going to 
be their neighbor?  No way!  If she did this to me all the time, 
I'd be forever cleaning up pecker tracks!

I did my best to compose myself and headed back to the reception 
area.  Rick seemed quite relaxed but Angie knew.  You could see 
the look of triumph in her eyes.  You bitch I thought, I'll fix 
your wagon, two can play at this game.

After a quick tour around the shop I offered to show them the 
sights around our town and then take them home.  A quick spin 
around and I found what I was looking for, a donut shop.  

"How about another coffee and a snack?"  I asked, "Then you can 
tell me more about what you'd like to see."  

Rick seemed like a pleasant kind of guy; more absorbed in his new 
job I thought then the sexual tension building between his wife 
and me.  

The name of the game was revenge, and I honestly didn't think that 
it would go any further, but for now, it was my turn to make her 
squirm.  Our coffee and donuts arrived.  I had purposely ordered a 
cream filled jelly donut, and as we sat and talked, I literally 
ate my donut out.

I started slowly, just licking the little hole where they squirt 
in the jelly.  I watched Angie out of the corner of my eye but 
made sure that it seemed that I had all of my attention focused on 
Rick.  As we chatted, I would give a few quick licks and then 
innocently use my finger to rub over the same little hole. Then I 
would look at my donut, give it a little squeeze, and watch the 
cream rise up.  With each squeeze I saw Angie take deep breaths, 
and when I knew she was watching me I would dart out my tongue and 
scoop up the cream.  Angie was getting red in the face now, and 
her breathing was becoming erratic.  As fate would have it, Rick 
looked away for a minute and when he did I looked Angie directly 
in the eyes, stuck my finger into the donut, pulled it out and 
stuck it into my mouth and sucked off the cream.  I gave my donut 
a few more licks around the hole, and when she was squirming to my 
satisfaction, I bit into it, nearly swallowing the thing whole!

Angie shuddered and sort of went limp.  When Rick turned back to 
us he saw his wife looking very pale and breathing funny.  He 
said, "Harry, if you don't mind I think we should go home now, I 
think that Angie is worn out from all the travel."

Well, I thought that would be the end of that game but imagine my 
surprise when two days later Rick called me and invited my wife 
and me over for a drink and a swim in their pool.  That was 
another thing that had me pissed off at my boss.  I had been with 
him all this time and I didn't have a pool, but the house he 
rented for Angie and Rick did.  Anyway, my wife was not overly 
thrilled by the idea of going over to visit, saying that it was my 
job not hers.  I ended up going by myself and saying that Karen 
had a headache.

Angie was laying beside the pool sunbathing when I got there, and 
Rick was swimming laps.  He hollered for me to get myself a beer.  
When I asked where, he told Angie to get me one, but she replied 
that she would show me since she was going in anyway to change.  I 
followed Angie into the house, and as soon as we were out of sight 
from Rick she turned around abruptly and kissed me hard!  I 
sputtered, not knowing what to do or say.  

"What's the matter Harry?  Don't you like girls" she asked.  I 
stammered out that she and I were both married.  "Well, isn't that 
the way it's done here?" she asked.  She reached past me, opened 
the fridge and gave me a beer, then asked "Don't married people 
make love in your country?"

I know that I said something about only when they were married to 
each other, but she just laughed and started to undo her top.  I 
said that I better leave before I did something I might regret and 
she said, "Oh, I'm positive you wouldn't regret it."  

Just then I heard Rick shout for Angie to bring him out another 
towel, and I took my cue and went back outside.  Although I was 
talking to Rick my mind was off somewhere else fucking the 
daylights out of Angie.

That day ended quietly enough with no more serious hard-ons to 
worry about.  The next day Rick started at the shop.
For the first couple of weeks things went smoothly enough, we took 
them out as a couple and they proved to be fun to be around.  We 
went shopping and just driving and then one night to a night club.  
On the way home that night everybody was feeling a bit tipsy and 
Rick and Karen were talking up a storm.  

I had a customized van that we have been using to get around, and 
while Rick and Karen talked I felt a hand on my left hand side 
slowly pulling my shirt loose.  I knew that Angie was sitting 
behind me and that it was dark enough so that no one else could 
see what she was doing.  I didn't know what she thought she was 
going to do either with everybody there to see.  I felt pretty 
safe and thought that I would just relax and keep driving.  I mean 
what could she do?  I soon found out!

Angie loosened my shirt just enough to let her hand snake in and 
start stroking my side and stomach and part of my back.  She was 
using her fingernails, and before too long my cock was really 
paying attention.  

"What are you two whispering about?" I heard Rick ask.  Angie 
reached just a bit further, gave my cock a squeeze, leaned back, 
and replied, "We were just planning how to get rid of you two so 
that we could climb into the bed in the back and make deep 
passionate love!"  

I thought that I would just die!  Then I heard both Rick and Karen 
laugh and start into their discussion again. 

I felt her hot breath next to my ear before she spoke.  "See, they 
think it's just a joke."  I then let go and enjoyed the stroking 
and scratching for the rest of the ride home.

The very next day I had to make a delivery in a city about 500 
miles away.  I had planned to go out that evening with Rick, and 
when I told him that I would have to cancel our plans because I 
would not get home till very late, he asked if I would take Angie 
along for the ride.  

"You know," he said, "She doesn't get out as often as she would 
like and I think that she would enjoy the big city, if you don't 
mind taking her along."  I told him that I thought it would be 
okay but that she might get bored.  

"Nonsense," he said, "She'll probably bore you to tears with her 
constant chattering."  Before I could say anything else he went to 
the phone and called Angie. When he got off the phone he said 
she'd love to go if I didn't mind picking her up on the way.  What 
could I say?

I stopped off at Rick's house and found the door open with a note 
on it.  "Just getting dressed, come on in."  I went in expecting 
to find Angie brushing her hair or something but when I hollered 
out that I was there, and I heard her shout "I'm in the bedroom, 
come on in", I was in for the surprise of my life!  Angie was 
brushing her hair all right, only she was doing it topless!

Oh those beautiful tits again!  This time I couldn't tear my eyes 
away.  They stood up so jauntily, their nipples pointing to the 
sky, hard and crimson in color.  For nearly a month I had dreamed 
of seeing them.  Night after night I had either fucked my wife 
pretending it was Angie or gone to the bathroom to jack off over 
thoughts of what I was now seeing.  Angie stopped brushing her 
hair and said while looking hungrily at my crotch. "You'll never 
be able to drive in that condition Harry.  Come over here and let 
me help you."  

I slowly, awkwardly made my way over to where she sat, not knowing 
what to expect next when her hands reached out, took mine, and 
placed them over her breasts.  "Do you like the way they feel 
Harry?" she asked as her hands busied themselves with my belt and 
fly.  Before I had a chance to tell her how terrific I thought 
they really were, she had my cock out, and without a seconds 
hesitation leaned forward and locked her lips around it!  

She only sucked for a few minutes before I felt the cum boiling 
up.  I tried to warn her that I was about to let loose, but when I 
tried to gently push her head away before it was too late, she 
pushed my hands away and sucked me in completely, right to the 
hilt!  That was it for me; I blew my load right then!  

Gallons of cum shot out of me and filled her mouth.  She just 
swallowed it all down and kept on sucking until I was bone dry!  
My knees went all weak on me and I had trouble standing up so she 
just let me fall on the bed.  Then she went back to sucking my 
cock again!

If I hadn't been there, I would never have believed I could get 
hard again so fast.  

"What about you," I asked.  "Don't you want to cum too?" 

"Later" she said, "I've seen how big your crotch gets when you get 
hard and this is what I've been dreaming of for a month now."  "Oh 
God Harry" she said, "You don't know how much it means to a girl 
to find a cock as big and hard as yours."  

She sucked me slowly this time, like a gourmet savoring a feast.  
When she felt I was ready to cum again she raised her head just 
high enough so that I could watch my spunk fly into her eager 
mouth.  She then licked me clean, licked her lips, and gave me a 
deep kiss.  Our tongue danced in each other's mouth for a while as 
my hands discovered her body.  Then abruptly she said, "Let's go," 
and pulled on her top.

On the ride to the city she alternately played with me and got 
down on the floor to suck me.  Rick had warned me that she might 
talk my ear off, but he hadn't told me that she might try to suck 
my cock right off!  We made the delivery, and instead of going 
shopping as everybody thought we would, we went fucking!

I suggested a motel, but Angie wouldn't hear of it.  "Why waste 
the money on a motel when we have a bed in the van" she said.  
"Besides, I want you to find us a nice deserted park!"  

About an hour later I pulled the van into a deserted conservation 
area, and Angie jumped out.  

"Outside?" I asked.  

"Of course" she said, "that's where it's best!"

The park was empty, and no one expected us back until very late so 
we had the time to do as we pleased.  We kissed long and 
passionately as we undressed each other.  For the very first time 
I saw her fully nude!  The sun was going down so I thought I 
should too.  I sank to my knees in front of her and started to 
lick her beautiful, luscious cunt lips.  The more I kissed her 
twat the further she spread her legs, until finally I could get my 
tongue right inside of that honey pot.  The aroma of her nectar 
overpowered me, and the taste of her sweet juices made my cock 
grow even harder.  I felt her shudder as her first orgasm hit, but 
my lips were latched on to her clit for the whole ride!  I sucked 
and nibbled on her clit and drank her juices through two more 
orgasms until she was the one too weak to stand any longer.  She 
pushed me back as she sank to her knees and then with her hand on 
my joystick she straddled me and sank that lovely pussy all the 
way down, slowly until our pubic hair looked as one.  What a 
magical cunt she had.  She barely moved, yet I could feel her 
muscles rippling inside as she brought herself to another climax 
and then another one that we both had.  I shot my seed inside her 
womb just before she collapsed on top of me. 

After we had rested a few minutes, she rolled off me and turned 
around so that she could lick my cock clean.  I then picked her up 
and carried her back to the van where we spent the next three 
hours making love in every position ever thought of.  When we were 
finally, totally sated, we headed home.

Angie and I continued to be lovers for the next six months.  Rick 
and Karen never did find out even though we openly talked about 
doing it.  I guess they figured if we were talking about it we 
weren't doing it.  Then one day Rick got news that his father was 
sick and that he should come home because he was needed.  I don't 
blame him for going back, I only wish that either Angie had stayed 
or that I could have gone with them. 

For me life looks a lot different now.  It might have been my 
first affair but if my wife doesn't smarten her act up soon, it 
won't be my last.  Now that I've discovered the pleasures of good 
sex, I don't intend to live without it!
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