My husband going away on a new assignment changed my life forever, his boss saw to that, and my husband's dad.

I was at the airport waving goodbye to my husband as he went through passport control, to disappear for five days on a business trip I had encouraged him to go on. Stood right next to me was his boss, the man I had called secretly, to almost beg him to let my husband go and do the business deal, he had declared that only he could achieve.

In amongst the crowd of well wishers, but against a wall, my husband of six months, had no idea that his boss's arm was around me, and that I was being held tight to him. My husband would only see our heads and shoulders. And he certainly wouldn't see his hand as he caressed my pert backside.

"Stop it Ralph," I hissed, but he was where he wanted to be, and until my husband disappeared I could do nothing. The fact that I found it so secretly and so naughtily exciting, had nothing to do with it.

"Please Ralph," I begged, "he might see you."

"If he could" he said, "he would get the biggest surprise of his life wouldn't he?"

"Yes Ralph he would, please stop," I was desperate.

"Well," Ralph told me, "if he knew, or even thought that inside the next ten to fifteen minutes, I would be fucking your brains out in the hotel room I have booked right here, he would have a heart attack!"

"Ralph," I cried, but with a huge smile on my face for Tom as he waved his last goodbye. Then Ralph ran his middle finger right down and up my rear crack and I almost fell down.

"Argggh" I breathed smiling. Then my husband was gone and I was paralysed. I had to lean against Tom's boss, I had no option, it was that or hit the floor.

He fingered my ass several times while I stood there in a trance, and I didn't know it but it was a sexual trance that was killing me.

"Tracy," he whispered, "you must have known this was going to happen. The minute that I said I had enough faith in Tom, you became mine. I didn't say it, but you knew it, you did didn't you, you silently agreed didn't you?"

He was right, I had said obliquely that I would be eternally grateful to him. That anything he asked it was his. I want my husband to succeed, and the day he came home chuntering a bucketful about not being given the chance to prove himself, was the catalyst that made this happen.

He was going to hand in his notice and leave, I calmed him down overnight, and as soon as he left for his office the next morning, I was on the phone to Ralph as Tom was just leaving the driveway.

I was polite, we passed the time of day, then he said, "So Tracy, what's on your mind, what can you do for me?" I never registered the play on words but I did later. I explained as best as I could about Tom needing to prove himself etc etc etc. He told me he would think about it.

I said that if there was anything I could do, anything I could say, that would him make his mind up then I would say it, do it, absolutely anything. His words were the ones that had brought me to where I was now. "I'm glad you think that way Tracy, and I'll hold you to your remarks."

Now I was here with him, the way he was holding me, out in the open, in public, and no one was watching or seeing him forcefully seducing me. He had just told me that in a few minutes he would be fucking my brains out upstairs in the airport hotel where he had booked a room for us.

I am Tracy Anne Keeler, I have been married for six months, I have known Tom my husband for two and a half years. We both work, or rather I don't anymore, at the same firm, I am twenty four, Tom is twenty six. He is the rising star, I was in admin. We dated, fell in love and now we are married. Ralph the boss was great to work for, all of us girls thought he was just so dishy too.

He was great to work for, he took an interest in all who were under him, and I'm sure one or more girls had been under him too, including a couple of the married ones, but that's their business. I knew him on a personal level, and he was , among others to our wedding. I also knew he fancied me too, well he would when you look like I do. But I am not a putter outer, one man, one woman was my motto.

I am five feet nine inches, I have long soft chestnut hair that is my pride and joy. I have also been blessed to look as good as I do and I know it. I am very good looking, and I am as fit as a fiddle. I lost a stone so my dress fitted perfectly at my wedding and I still weigh the same now. The only thing(s) that didn't go down were my tits. They are still proud, high, and even firmer now I am fitter.

Tom and I have always practised what we preach, to each other that is, wild animalistic sex. I love and adore it. Which is probably the reason why my body and mind reacted the way they did to Ralph, and his assured ways. He has a dominant personality, but is kind too. Also I assume his great good looks, had a lot to do with it, he is divorced and he takes good care of himself too.

I tried not to give in but I couldn't stop myself from nodding my head in agreement. The next thing I knew was, I was being led away by him, and into the hotel foyer. He had his arm around me all the way. It was I suppose like I was being kidnapped in broad day light and unable to arouse any one to release me. We went past reception, into the elevator, he pressed the button and then he took full control of me.

Now I was facing him, locked in his arms looking up into his strong handsome face. I still couldn't think of a valid reason why I was doing this, going where he was leading me. I was stepping towards my marital infidelity after only six months. And I knew, I knew I had agreed to this. But the most alarming thing was, I wanted it more as each second flew by. I felt so school girly naughty, unbelievably sexy, and getting more aroused with each passing second.

I was going to be unfaithful to my husband of six months, my vows were going out of the window, and I couldn't wait, not now. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him, if he had had any doubts about me, that kiss blasted them out of the water. He backed me up the wall, I felt his hardness press into me and I swooned, I needed whatever it was in his pants in me sooner rather than later.

We were out of the elevator and I was floating in his arms and raced for the door, room 511. My husband was about a ¼ of a mile away I suppose. Ralph dropped the key card into the slot and we banged our way in. I was in as much of hurry as he was now. I was on the bed in a blink of an eye, my long hair flying all over. We undressed each other as we fumbled with each other body. I went for the hard steel bar that had been jutting into me in the elevator, the thing had scrambled my senses so much that I had to have it.

We never made soft sweet gentle love that you read about in stories or see in films. This was mad manic, in a desperate hurry for sexual gratification sex. As we battled to get at the other our clothes disappeared, and then Ralph was over me. I had a good hold of his cock, and his cock had a good hold of me.

I looked fervently up into his eyes, I know my mouth was open in anticipation. His eyes were locked into mine, he was already breathing heavily. I pointed him at me, rubbed the head into my slit and then BANG he was in and we were off! I let go, put my arms and hands up over him and pulled him down. The jack hammering he set off at was a rabid pace, he battered away, and I battered back.

His hips were painfully thumping into me and I wanted that pain, I thumped back as hard as I could. I came, then I came again, wonderful life giving orgasms shot through me, heaven was upon me. I had him tight, legs and arms were my shackles, but Ralph still gave me what for. His cock thundered back and forth, then he stopped. He looked at me, his cock now barely in my pussy.

"What's wrong Ralph?" I gasped.

"Nothing," he smiled, then he rammed it back in, pulled it out, and stopped again. It was so suddenly in that my breathing went out of sync. I breathed in when he rammed in and out when he pulled out. His cock was again just resting on and in my pussy lips.

"Ralph, please?" Then he thundered it in, yanked it out and stopped again. This was driving me nuts. I have never wanted to be fucked as I was being fucked in my life.

I hooked my nails into his ass and tried to force him in, he was having none of it. BANG, he was back in, then smiling down at me with his cock nearly hanging out. It was forcing me to lift my hips up to keep him there. He lifted away until he was where he wanted to be, not where I wanted him to be. BANG, he shot back in, this went on several times until I burst.

"Ralph please, stop it, make love to me Ralph please?" He smiled.

"You like being fucked by me Tracy," he said, "is that what you are saying hmmmm? Tell me I want to hear it." BANG, BANG, BANG, he went. I did, I did want to be fucked by him.

"Yes Ralph I do," I moaned.

"Tell me then Tracy," he smiled at me, "tell me how you love your husband's boss to fuck you."

I don't do bad language, but I quickly understood what he was making me do. He was going to make me say I love being f****d by him. "Ralph please don't," I almost begged. BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG.

"Tell me Tracy," he whispered gently, "tell me you love being fucked by your husband's boss?"

"Ralph?"

BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG. "Come on Tracy," he said kindly, his cock was barely touching my pussy. "You know you want to, you know you need to, and you know you have to. Tell me Tracy, how much you love being fucked by your husband's boss."

"I love it Ralph, I love it, please Ralph, put it back in me." BANG,BANG,BANG,BANG,BANG.

"That's better Tracy," he whispered again, "now just tell me that you love being fucked by your husband's boss."

I was now between a rock and hard place, I capitulated, if only to get him back in me where he would do me the most good again.

"Yes Ralph, I love being fucked by my husband's boss, I do, I do, I do," I chanted. Has a reward, his cock was in and out of me like lightening, and I climaxed as never before. It must have been the sheer illicitness, the naughtiness, the badness, the knowledge that my husband wasn't that far away yet, made for the nuclear detonations within me.

It was also not a one way street, I knew I excited him too, he thought I was more sexy that a woman has a right to be, I knew what he was feeling. Then he was grunting, he had got what he had wanted, now I was going to get mine. That was when I took a deep breath, I wasn't on the pill, and he wasn't wearing a condom. Tom and I were trying for our first baby. I was about to be filled to my nostrils with his boss's cum. There was nothing I could do, I wanted him, I wanted his cock, it goes without say then, that I wanted his cum. I got it in bucket loads.

His last thrust connected us as if we had been welded together, he emptied his balls, and my pussy sucked all of his cum right up into my looking for life womb. He fell on me and we were a tangle of arms and legs and deep heavy breathing. Slowly he rose up, then he kissed me.

"Tracy," he said, "you are fantastic, that was the best fuck, you are the best fuck that I have ever had." I had to smile, pride, I beamed, I had made him happy.

"You're not too shabby yourself Ralph," I told him, smiling back. He rolled away but pulled me with him. We were laid face to face on our sides. We kissed and cuddled, it seemed the right thing to do, especially having being made love to by him like that. Ralph looked at his watch.

"Tom will be taking off about now," he said, "Its a two hour flight, another hour to get to his hotel, that give us just under three hours Tracy." I was puzzled.

"Just under three hours?" I asked, "to do what," I was thinking we could make love again before I went home, it would take me an hour to get there.

"Tom will call you from the hotel?" he asked me.

"Yes Ralph, that's what he said."

"Okay," Ralph said and climbed out of the mangled, stained, and wet bed. "Come on Tracy, we need to shower, dress and go."

"Shower?" I said, "I'll wait until I get home thank you."

"Okay," he told me, "that works for me, lets dressed and get going shall we?"

I just didn't follow his train of thought, we dressed amid lots of loving, I felt for his cock again too. He picked up a holdall and headed for the door. I wondered why he had it with him. We left the hotel and I headed for my car followed by Ralph.

"Are you parked near me Ralph?" I asked. Then we arrived at mine, I clicked the doors open, he walked round the other side and got in. "What are you doing, do you need a lift Ralph?"

"No Tracy, I am going with you, I'll tell you what I want a bit later, but let's just enjoy the ride, and the memory we have now." I still did not get what he was doing. His hand slid on to my thigh and squeezed, my mind went right back to the bed, where we had had idiotic, rapid, full on, and mind blowing sex and I heated up right off. The fact that I had just been unfaithful to my husband had not yet registered for some reason.

As I got closer to home I began to think what he was up to, planning, and doing. It wasn't until I pulled into my road and then my drive that I thought, 'Oh no, he can't be thinking of coming into my house with me, can he?' I pulled up and sat there, he leaned over me, took the keys and happily said, "Come on Tracy, let's get in, no one can see us."

He was right, I already knew that, the side of my house is secluded and private. He was out of the car and at the door fumbling for the right key. "Ralph," called, but he was entering my home. He threw his bag to the floor, turned, took my hand, pulled me to him, he kicked the door shut and held me on to his hard, again, cock, and said.

"Right Tracy, I want you again sweet lady, and I want you right now."

All of my resolve left the instant he connected with my still cum filled pussy.

"Ralph," I cried weakly, but already I knew I was too far behind the game to make an influence. This time there was no finesse in the undressing, though there wasn't any in the hotel either. He ripped my jacket open. Did I tell you I was wearing a trouser suit? It accentuates my legs, and gives me even more height. I have a dresser with mirror flaps that allow me to check behind me. And let me tell you my behind in those trousers were a traffic stopper. Next my jacket, that flew away. His very excitement for me, excited me too. My blouse, a very expensive one was ripped to shreds.

My bra followed, the buttons on my trousers were burst,. I heard and felt at the same time my trousers were split at the back. Suddenly there were two halves hanging from my thighs, and amid the frenetic turmoil from him, I felt them slide down my legs. I was half naked, and half dressed in what was left on me, and the rest was now rags.

Everything seemed blurred in the 100 mile an hour whirl wind that was Ralph all around me. Without it happening, I was bent over the table, my thong was torn right off and I was open to him. He was having me, whether I agreed or not, my permission wasn't asked nor sought. The memory of him teasing me, tormenting me by him dangling his cock in my pussy came back to me. I was terrified he would do it again, and yet I wanted nothing more than just that. I wanted him to tease me beyond my endurance, torment me, take me, have me, conquer me, but more than that, use me!

"You beautiful sexy slut," he growled, his voice guttural, aroused, "I am going to fuck and make love to you Tracy Keeler, you're husband's boss is about to fuck you again, you love it don't you Tracy, what have you got to say Tracy, hmmmm?" He rammed into me, in and out he drove back and forth. I was hanging on to the far edge of my table.

Then he stopped, "No," I yelped, "not again Ralph, please?" I cried.

"Tell me Tracy, are you my beautiful sexy slut?" He dribbled his cock in, my pussy lips were slavering to grab it and pull him into me.

"Yes Ralph, yes, yes I am," I bleated, his cock barely in me was more than I could stand right then.

"What Tracy, what are you?" BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, then he was still again.

I was a fast learner, even though I knew this was really a game, I learned the curve. "I am your beautiful sexy slut Ralph." I rasped.

"And?"

"I love my husband's boss fucking me, I do, Ralph, I do, I do, I do." There I had said it, and again I was rewarded. He battered me, I don't know where he got the stamina from, and I didn't care. All I knew, and all I wanted was happening. I was being totally fucked, routed, shagged, call it what you will, I did love it, and I gave into it.

I had known Ralph as I had said for quite some time, but I didn't know this Ralph. He was a sex machine, and quickly proving he was a sex god to, he was sex on legs. He wasn't mean and nasty, but he was clever, A very good looking sexy guy and I was finding that out first hand. He was pushing my buttons, and I in turn, was opening the door each time he rang.

I had also met someone else I didn't know today either, it was me! This morning I was a fairly new bride of only six months. I was and intended to be a faithful wife all of my life. Yet here I was, I was face down on my table, Tom's boss was screwing me again, and I had already been banged by him at the hotel. He had simply taken me, he hadn't asked me, he just told me what he was going to do to me. And he just did it, and I had had no answer to it. In the space of a few hours I had given it all up, the feel of his cock in me was so basic and other worldly.

I came, I knew I was going to, I tried to fight it off but I was simply overrun by it. My head dropped and I really did surrender then, no one, nothing in my life had ever screwed me like this. Tom I'm afraid, was a fairly poor second at this moment in time. This even though, Tom and I were good for each other. Ralph was taking me how and when he wanted, Tom didn't do that, and I think that's what made the difference, plus the exciting, bad, nasty, teasing, and so tormenting screwing I was getting.

Ralph was silent apart from the grunting, I was grunting too, I had never been short of sex ever, but this felt like I hadn't had it for about six months. My body was my engine driving me towards greater and greater climaxes. I don't know if I fainted, fell asleep or what, but when my senses returned I was in Ralphs arms and going upstairs.

I was heading for my bedroom, mine and Tom's and I didn't care. I had been screwed wonderfully, but now I was looking forward to being loved. I wanted to learn him too, I had some inspecting to do, I had the most terrific fun inspecting and learning some of my past boyfriends, and Tom included.

He laid me down, I looked around as if it was my first time in here, then Ralph was in with me. I was in his arms, he was in mine. Our lips locked, legs got tangled, body to body, the heat was tremendous. But the nicest thing was, his now limp cock got between my thighs and I clamped them shut to keep him there. I sighed in sheer pleasure feeling it next to my beaten pussy.

We stayed there like lovers do, him divorced, me married, and taking delight in the other. I had not yet got around to thinking about Tom, I hadn't really had the time, and now quite wasn't it either. After fifteen minutes or so I suggested we went and showered, he was in my bed, he might as well make himself available to the rest of me.

"We will be smelly if we're not careful Ralph," I said, "and the bed will reek of us too."

I also knew inside of me that while he was taking the lead, and I was following, of that there was no doubt. I knew he would not take me over. I was still who I was, who I am, and I'm not the type of gal that rolls over every time. And Ralph would be made well aware of that at the right time.
We went together, we bathed together, he got half a hard on which quite pleased me. And the reason for the half hard on he had? I excited him, I pleased him, he wanted me. It wasn't just the fact that we both knew now he could screw me whenever the fancy over took him. He had the real desire for me, and that made me want him too. We dried each other amongst a lot of exploring.

When we got back to bed we fell into each other, but I was eager for him now, I pushed him on to his back and got over him. One of my most favourite past times is 69ing my man. I keep my pussy trimmed, so I guessed that would please him when I smothered him, which is exactly what I was intending to do.

I didn't have to make a play from him, I felt his face connect with me, then the lip smacking, followed by tongue probing, and then, that all encompassing and consuming sucking. I reached for his cock, it was my first real view, and it was a beauty. It wasn't hard yet but I knew it soon would be. I got him in my mouth and off I went. I chased him to erectness, I squashed his balls, ran my nails all over. I urged him on without speaking.

My pussy was like a squid, it was reaching all over him and pulling him in and up. I had another orgasm, it was made by me rather than him, it was because of what I was doing, I was doing my thing. It was also because of with whom, and I knew I could satisfy myself here like this for a long time, given the opportunity.

I still hadn't had time to consider what I was doing with another man, a man who wasn't my husband but his boss. I had succumbed to his irresistible temptation in the airport. His boss was stroking my ass, running his finger up and down my crack. My husband was smiling at me while I was being railroaded by his employer. His words, "I'll be fucking your brains out in ten to fifteen minutes."

They all had conspired to make me give in, it was easy too. Ralph as I have said, is a really good looking guy, he is known in the office as 'sex on legs,' all the girls, or most of them wish. Some of the married ones did too, and had I hasten to add. And now I had joined the list. I was a willing, yet unwilling partner.

I also knew that if, or when he called me, next week, next month, I would have the devils own time trying to say no. In fact I already believed that after this, after things had settled down, I would be waiting for his call.

I came again, they weren't earth shattering orgasms, but they did for me. I was loving that gorgeous squishy feeling I get when I cum. I sucked as hard a s I could, I know men like that, and Ralph was no different, I got him hard. I jumped up, spun around and dropped on to him. And that was when I fucked him, I fucked him long and hard. I gave him no peace, he knew what I was doing, and he let me.

Then out of the corner of my eye, just as another climax strummed through me, the phone on the night stand flashed, Tom! That was when I knew what I was doing was wrong, the guilt hit me hard. I sucked in a breath, but still my climax had its way, there's no way to stop one of them, not for me anyway.

I jumped off Ralph with my juices running down my thighs. I sat on the edge of the bed still in the grip of my orgasm. I sucked in breath deep and hard. I picked it up, pointed to Ralph indicating him to be quiet.

"Hey Tom, hi, how are you, are you in your hotel now?" I asked without taking breath. I put my hand over the phone and sucked in more oxygen. He told me he was, that the people he was meeting were there at the moment, and he would call me later. He told me he loved me, I told him I loved him. And right then two legs appeared either side of me, two arms surrounded me, two lips and two sets of teeth got my neck!

"Argggh," I gasped. My nipples got the treatment, "Argggh," I cried again. I tried to get away but Ralph held me easily.

"What's wrong Tracy, are you alright?" his concern obvious.

"I er, I erm, I er I just stubbed my toe, sorry Tom, I'm fine, but it is irritating!" And it was, my nipples were on fire. Ralph dropped a hand and stroked my clit because my legs were apart, and because I was still coming down from my last climax, he fired me right back up again.

"Tom honey, I'm sorry I have to go and see to this," I was saying my toe, but the cock which was now trapped under my ass was the thing I had in mind to see to! "I'll speak soon babe, I love you." I dropped the phone into the holder, spun around, Slapped Ralph across the face, and said.

"Don't you ever do that again Ralph, he could have guessed what was going on!" I threw him backwards and jumped on him and sank my pussy all the way down and half fucked myself to death. I was so fired up I came in a torrent, a thunder storm, a tornado. I fell on him, kissed him, and then he shot his load deep into my quivering raging pussy. It sucked up every drop he spat out.

Somehow, some way, we, I, fell asleep, I woke in the middle of the night wondering where I was. I had my arm around Tom, which is how I sleep usually. He felt different, I lifted my head to see why and gazed in the moonlight at his boss Ralph's head. Then it all came back, My body let me know immediately what I had been doing, my mind did too. Both conflicted, my body felt vital, alive, happily satisfied. My mind differed to agree. "Wrong Tracy!" it stated, and I knew who was right, my mind.

I turned over and lay awake, I mulled everything over, but the upshot was, I had enjoyed being done by my husband's boss. It had been so satisfying, not that Tom didn't satisfy me, he did. But Ralph was completely at odds with the way Tom and I made love. I liked it, loved it even, but it was wrong. And another problem I knew I had was, when Ralph called me after, I knew I would answer the call, even if I did know I shouldn't.

I was in a real dilemma, I even pondered how often Ralph would send Tom away on more business, just so he could have me whenever he wanted. Daylight filtered through the windows, I got up quietly, went into the shower, then downstairs. By body ached fantastically, I could still feel him in me, my nipples were nearly burned away.

I made breakfast and waited for Ralph to come down, I banged a few things to hasten him. Soon he was behind me, my nipples got his attention again and my body fired up for him. I hated myself now, but I knew I wouldn't even try to stop him making love to me this morning. I wouldn't even think it. It was only moments before we were 'at it!'

I threw myself on the table, he spun me over. I stretched my legs apart, and he sank into me with all the guile and finesse of a bulldozer falling over. He ripped into me and it was fantastic, the ache and the soreness in my pussy were lost. I came, he pumped away, and I gloried in my shameless fucking by Tom's boss. He grabbed my wrists and pulled them backwards, this forced me up off the table to be laid bare before him so he could screw me uncontested and unabated.

I came and came, it was running down my legs, absolutely wonderful, then he started grunting, he was going to cum. I wanted him to fill me to the gunnels of my soaking dripping pussy and he did. His last thrust nearly snapped him hip joints on the edge of the table but I wanted the pain. I needed and wanted to be hurt, and he hurt me. But his hot thick cum pumped all the way up my sucking pussy and into my husband's pussy.

Ralph lowered me down, and I was panting for breath, I lay there like flotsam on a beach. He slid away and my vagina was empty of its infiltrator, sadly. He helped me up, we faced each other and shared as real lovers kiss. But already in my mind was, "What am I going to do?" I had no answer. What I didn't know was, there was one on its way very soon, one I could never have expected in a million years.

Ralph and I were very close, but what did upset me was. He had brought a holdall with him, it was still where he had left it yesterday. "What's the bag for Ralph?" I asked. Without missing a beat, he said. "It's got my gear in, I'll be staying with you while Tom's away, alright?" I was astounded at his cheek, his effrontery, I did not like that.

"Ralph, you cannot be serious, you can't hide here, what about work, what about Tom?" I was very unhappy with him.

"He'll be fine, don't worry Tracy," he said and kissed me. Then the phone rang, it had to be Tom at this time in the morning.

"Hi Tom," I said, "how are you?" I shook my head at Ralph as he approached me. I backed away around the table, shot into the downstairs loo, and bolted the door.

"You know how worried I am about you being on your own darling," he said, my guilt went through the roof.

"Yes Tom I know," I replied, "but I'll be okay until you get back in four or five days." He had no idea of course how 'alright' his wife was being!

"So," he carried on, "I have called my dad, and he agreed to come over to stay with you while I'm gone. He'll be there this afternoon sometime. How does that sound?" I could hear the pleasure in his voice. He wanted to take care of me from afar, I loved him for that.

"What time do you think he'll be here Tom?" I asked. He told me about three pm. I told him I would be here and ready to greet him, and I thanked him for caring the way he did. I didn't deserve him did I? But it also meant Ralph was to go, I didn't know if I was pleased by that or not, but I knew it was for the best.

We said our goodbyes, and I returned to Ralph who was outside the door listening I presumed. "You heard that conversation Ralph?" I said.

"Yes, and I am not happy, but what can I do, now I know I can't stay here with you, but there'll be other times Tracy, don't worry."

I knew that to be true too. "Ralph, you have been lovely, you are a fabulous man, you have shown me thing about me I never knew. But I think it would be for the best if you went now, don't you?" I looked at the table rather than him and the picture of me on there with him flashed into my mind. My knees wobbled, it had been that good, what a fantastic lover he was.

He actually agreed about leaving right away, it took thirty minutes though, he was all over me. And for him, I dropped to my knees to suck him off. It took a while but I made him cum and I swallowed everything he gave me, I felt complete. When he had gone, and honestly, I was glad he had, I had a long hot bath, I soaked for two hours. I felt alive and brimming with health after.

I got ready for Tom's dad arriving, I made sure there was no trace of Ralph, no smell, nothing. The house was a virgin when Trevor arrived. I greeted him happily, he is a good looking guy, a long time widow, Tom's mother died about eight years ago, and he had never re married.

Suddenly felt very very guilty, and I was too wasn't I? I'm sure it must have showed. Tom rang, he asked me if he was here, I put him on and left him to chat, but I did over hear some of the talk. I heard him say that I seemed preoccupied, as if something was bothering me. He had no idea how right he was.

"Tom says, he thinks you are lonely, and that I have to take care of, so go and sit down. I am cooking, go away and have a glass of wine, yes?" It was an order that I happily agreed to. An hour later in between visits from him to check up on me, dinner was ready. I realised how famished I was.

He had grilled two steaks, and made a salad, it was delicious. I chatted away, but at the back of my mind was Ralph, my husband's boss. He had seduced me, made love to me in a hotel practically with Tom nearby. Then he had come home with me, screwed me from here to there in my own home and in mine and Tom's bed.

As the early evening wore on I felt worse and worse, the guilt was in the air, not just in me. Trevor knew I was upset but not why. Eventually I started to weep, gently at first but then full scale. I got up to run out of the room, but he took me in his arms to shush me. He asked me what was wrong, I couldn't tell him could I? Not my husbands dad.

"Nothing, "I wept, "I'm just so lonely Trevor that's all." I told him.

"Yes Tracy I can see that, come here, sit with me. Let me try to make you feel better." He stepped backwards and sat down and I ended up in his lap. I really did wail then, I felt so so bad about letting Ralph seduce me.

I had my arms around his neck, "Please don't tell Tom, Trevor?" I blubbed.

"Tell him what Tracy, what have you done that you are not telling me?" he asked. Had he guessed, did he know?

"Nothing Trevor, honestly," and I knew as soon as I had said that, he knew I was lying. I could feel it in him.

"Come on Tracy, out with it, what is it. If it's that bad, then you need to tell me."

I lifted my head and just looked into his eyes. I really wanted to tell him how bad I was, that I didn't deserve Tom, or him. But I couldn't.

"Who was he?" was all he said.

"Who was what?" I asked.

"I know women Tracy, you have been with another man." I tensed a lot. "Don't worry, I don't care, Tom's away, you are lonely, you need someone don't you?"

How did he know, how could he know? I realised after that my hesitance in answering confirmed his very thoughts. I hid in his neck, I stayed still, I didn't trust myself now.

"Tracy, don't worry, your secret is safe with me," he said ever so gently.

Then I admitted it in a way. "I'm sorry," I cried.

"Shhhh," he said.

"I didn't mean to," and that was it, me admitting to my husband's dad I had slept with another man, would he ever forgive me.

"I'm sure you didn't Tracy, you were lonely, you were vulnerable, in fact, to a man of the world you were probably easy too."

He was right, I had been just that, lonely and vulnerable, and that gave me resolve, I felt better, but it never stopped me crying more into his neck.

"Oh Trevor," I told him, "Please forgive me. Please don't tell Tom?"

"There's nothing to forgive, and there's nothing to tell Tom either," he said into my hair. I crushed myself to him, he held me tight and I wallowed in him.

Then I thought to myself, "What's that sticking into my leg, my ass?" Then I knew, Trevor, my husband's dad, I was sitting in his lap, and he was hard, he had got aroused somehow. I froze, what was I going to do, if I moved he would know I knew. Maybe he doesn't know, I thought, but he had to know he had an erection didn't he?

I felt myself melding to him, I seemed to sink into him, I was sort of sideways on, my face in his neck, the whole of my upper body attached to his. My knees were curled up, my feet over his side. I dare not move, but I did.

"Whatever happens now," I thought, "he has to be the one to get me off him, I'm stuck here until he does."

The thing that did happen was, he got harder, there was no mistaking now that he was under my ass with a raging hard on. And I couldn't move. But I did, I slid my ass ever so gently, and only about an inch. But it made the leap, the connection, now we both knew. I flicked my eyes this way and that, wondering how I had got here, what was I going to do, what was he going to do?

Then it suddenly dawned on me that now I wasn't his daughter in law, he wasn't my husband's dad anymore. I was a woman alone, I was alone with a man who had a hard on. That hard on was for me and no one else. The spell was broken by his hand, because it slid up from my waist and cupped my right breast.

"Tracy," he whispered, this was my chance to jump away, pretend it was all a mistake on both parties. Rush off on the pretence of having to go upstairs to avoid any embarrassment.

"Yes Trevor?" I whispered back.

"You know I love you don't you?"

"Yes Trevor I do, and I love you too," I replied. My breath caught in my throat, what was I doing! He carried forward, my breast was resting in his hand and he clipped my nipple, then squeezed it.

I elicited a soft moan, and that was the signal from me to him. I was now a wanton hussy. Inside of two days I had gone from a faithful wife to a downright slut in one very easy step. I was being seduced again, and I wanted to be seduced again, and just as easily as Ralph had, there was no mistaking that fact now. The thing was, it was my father in law that was seducing me, my answer was, I gripped him tighter round his neck, this told him there would be no objection. That I wanted him to go right ahead, seduce me, and make love to his own son's wife, and I wanted it now, I really did.

And, while I am rabbiting on about the why's and wherefore's, the pro's and con's. I knew what it was, I was safe, I felt safe, I would be safe here with my husband's dad, my father in law. There was no way on earth that I would be safe with Ralph, it would get out, it had to. But with Trevor, I knew that there would never be a hint of wrongdoing.

I am a slut, I know that for what I was, am doing, but Ralph had opened a door in my persona, one I didn't know was there. And one I didn't want to, nor would I, ever step back though. I do love Tom, I had a thing for Ralph, and probably always would, and I knew I could be whatever Trevor wanted me to be. Whatever it was that I wanted me to be, and there would be no repercussions.

I let him know I was in. "Mmmmm," I mewled into his ear. Yesterday morning Tom and I had made love, yesterday afternoon Ralph had seduced me in a hotel, and we had made love three times more in my own home, last night, and this morning. Now I was about to be done again by my third lover, in around 30 to 36 hours! I put my hand at the back of Tom's dad head and pulled him round so he could kiss me. And he did, I fell right into him.

"Trevor, take me upstairs, I want you to make love to me please, take away this yearning lonely feeling I have." It was all he needed to hear. He pushed us both up and out of the chair, and he carried me up. There was one decision I had made, Ralph would not have me again, no matter how great a lover he was.

Nine months later I have my first baby, a boy, Thomas Junior. I haven't been near Ralph since, but Trevor and I are confirmed lovers. We don't agree to meet, we don't have secret rendezvous, but we have great spontaneous sex when it presents itself. And neither he nor I, know who my baby boy's father is. I'm pretty sure it's not Ralphs, it might be my father in laws, it might be Toms. I don't know and I don't care. And I won't know who the father of my next two or three babies will be.