Adrian: Shared Love

by Second Place

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Heterosexual, True Story, Cheating, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, .

Desc: Sex Story: This is a true account about an affair I had with a married woman. If you are only interested in graphic hard core pornography don't bother to read it. If you have ever had an affair, please read my story and let me know how yours came out.

I had seen Adrian many times before. It wasn't like you could miss her. We lived in the same apartment complex and her husband was stationed at the same base with me, even though we weren't in the same unit. She had a little girl about three years old and the two of them were frequent visitors to both the apartment pool and the beach across the street. Even though she didn't flaunt it and actually appeared very shy, every swimsuit she wore accented her beauty. She had marvelous breast that seemed to always spill out of the top of her suit, a small waist and really nice legs. One of the things that I noticed was the complete absence of stretch marks or any other blemish. Her complexion was perfect from her hair to her toes.

Her husband was a pretty good size guy and nice enough person, but was overweight, always sloppy in appearance and tended to spend a lot more time with hobbies than with her. She was left at home alone an awful lot. I wondered about the match and later learned that they were the product of a high school romance. You've seen it before as I have, where real young people get married and one of them just seem to blossom well past the other in either looks or achievements, or both. In this case, he had turned to mediocrity and she had turned to beauty. All the guys were just like me, ogling her and discussing her in private but keeping our hard-on to ourselves in order not to offend him. After all, it was a small close-knit community.

At the time I was in my mid twenties and single, reasonably good-looking, had spending money and a slew of meaningless but attractive girl friends. Adrian and I were on very friendly terms, but I assumed that was true with the other guys, too, even though they were all married. She had seen me with a number of the women I brought around and remarked a few times in a friendly way about how I seemed to "get around." I thought that she seemed to find either me or my life style interesting, but I was at a quandary about whether to keep my feelings for her secret or sort of "leak it out" to her accidentally. Even though I had found many, many married women attractive in my life and the desire to screw a married woman was strong, I wisely kept my life separated from them.

Of all the places, the event that pushed me over the top happened in a Sears's parking lot. I had seen her in the store with her daughter, but she had not noticed me and we had not spoken to each other. When I was leaving I noticed that she was checking out and had some rather large packages. She was wearing a seasonal lightweight dress that came mid thigh. Even the simple attire would easily get your attention. I went out and got in my car, hesitating a few minutes while I inspected some stuff I had bought. Just as I was ready to start my car I looked up and saw her coming out of the store, her arms totally committed to the child and her packages.

I realized her car was parked across the lane from mine. I had backed in so I was able to see both the lane and her car very well. Just as I started to get out to offer assistance, her skirt got caught up in the ever-present wind and blew up high enough for me to get a quick look at some white bikini panties. With her hands full, she was at the mercy of the breeze so I stayed put to see if there was going to be anything else of interest. I got lucky. She never saw me as she approached her car and put her package on the ground to fumble for her keys. Evidently the child seat was strapped in the middle of the back seat because she had to lean way in with her knees on the edge of the car seat and struggle to get the little girl in. While she was doing it, the wind whipped her skirt up over her ass where it caught for a short while, I'm sure without her knowledge. I was treated to a very extensive look at her practically naked from the waist down. I was breathless as I watched; seeing her like that was so exhilarating different from seeing her in a two-piece swimsuit.

It was a picture I couldn't remove from my mind. Even though I dated several girls during the next few weeks, it all paled in comparison to the mental affair I was having with Adrian. My thoughts of her consumed me all waking hours. I still saw her and her family on a daily basis, including times when she was wearing a pretty skimpy suit at the pool and on the beach.

Then it just happened. I didn't plan it and after the incident I instantly regretted it. She worked at a local bank and came home about the same hour every day. I had seen her come and go to work many times in the past, sometimes with her daughter but not always. This particular Tuesday she was alone. She happened to be coming up the steps to their third floor apartment when I was coming down. As usual she was wearing a very lightweight short dress, which seemed to be her favorite style. As she walked past me, I looked back up, knowing I would get a good look under her dress. The location of the stairs was rather isolated and I was in no real danger of being noticed. Instead, after we exchanged hellos she just happened to turn around and face me just as we passed, I'm sure innocently. I let her go the next two steps up before I spoke.

Without warning or thought, I just blurted it out. "Just a minute, Adrian. I want to tell you something." She stopped, smiled, and looked at me. Then it just started bubbling out of me like a spring. I told her how attractive I thought she was and that I personally thought she was the prettiest woman in town. Luckily, I kept it light and as impersonal as possible, but I could tell it wasn't lost on her. She was very obviously enjoying the compliments. (I suspect they were few and far between at home) She laughed very honestly and often, but out of pleasure and not ridicule.

"Thank you. I appreciate it. It really makes my day." Then she took that million-dollar smile and walked on up the steps, not attempting to hide the wonderful view she knew I had to be getting of those legs as she went up.

I went back up and sat down on my bed for a few minutes. "What a fool!! Why in the world did you do that, idiot? Now she'll have to avoid you at the least and, at the worse, you'll have to move to ease the situation." I didn't move for a while as the horrors went through my mind.

Then, my world took a turn that took years to redirect. My phone rang.


"You're so crazy. I can't believe you told me those things." Adrian's voice came through after a brief hesitation in a soft trembling whisper.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so bold. It's just that I've felt this way for some time."

"Oh, no! It's okay. I just can't believe that you feel that way about me."

I got an instant erection. I knew that she was married and that it was a way of life that I knew little of. But what I did know about was the mating rituals of adults and could easily pick up signs from women. Adrian's voice and the words she had just said came across like candy to me. She was not only showing interest in me, but had crossed over a line she should not have and had done it in minutes, not days or weeks. That told me she indeed had some interest in me.

"Adrian, you are absolutely one hundred per cent fucked!!" I didn't say it, but I was thinking it. I knew this game well, and if she was calling me it was the same as dropping her panties.

Instead, I spoke honestly. "Oh, I've been an Adrian fan for a long time, but I'm sure that I'm one of many and you hear this every day."

The conversation went on from there for over an hour. She loosened up eventually and we learned some things about each other such as the little girl was adopted, which accounted for the total lack of stretch marks and the really nice body. She told me about her marriage and I told her as much as I wanted to about my private life. I didn't want to spook her. All of a sudden she said she had to go and just hung up.

To say I had a real bad case of jitters that night would be an understatement. I would start physically shaking, either out of excitement about her or the peril that I was undertaking. The range of emotions ranged to having a hard-on just thinking about her to complete remorse for the evolvement. What was to become of this, anyway?

I found out much faster than I would have ever imagined. I worked rotating shift work and was off for the day so I made no attempt to set my alarm. About seven in the morning I woke to a tapping on my door. I got up and looked out my bedroom window, which was adjacent to my front door. There she stood, totally dressed and looking around nervously. I quickly reacted, throwing on a pair of shorts, running my fingers through my hair, opening the door while all the time thinking what a mess I must look.

"This is a real surprise." I could hardly get it out my heart was beating so.

"I know. This is crazy. I just wanted to see you a second. I've thought about you all night."

"Where is he?" The fact that she had a husband wasn't lost on me.

"At home asleep. He doesn't work today and neither of them will wake up for hours. I moved my car so he will think I've already gone to work."

Even though the whole thing scared the crap out of me, it was less than thirty seconds before we kissed. After that, I guess we were both like a bull in a china shop, thinking only about the present situation rather than the danger. Knowing time was limited if not non-existent, any notions of romance or foreplay flew out the door. I was shocked when she allowed me to just turn her around and unzip her dress, leaving her standing there in a skimpy white bra and light blue panties. Both came off in a flash as we fell in to my bed.

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