Chapter 4: Matty

The next day at work one of the first people I saw was Sonia and as our eyes met she quickly looked away. Around nine Mary came over and sat down on the edge of my desk.

"So, how did it go last night?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean how did your evening with Sonia go?"

"It was okay."

"Just okay?"

"Hey, what can I say. Sometimes things just don't click."

"She wasn't any good in the sack huh?"

"No, that wasn't it at all. We both enjoyed it, but I doubt that we will be getting together again. It's like I said, we just didn't click."

"Good."

"Good?"

"Yeah. I've seen the way you look at her and I was afraid that you would get too involved and that would cut into my action. Since you didn't click can I take that to mean that you are free tonight?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"What a coincidence, so am I. How about we wake up together tomorrow morning and see if we can't find something to do that will keep us busy the rest of the weekend?"

I've spent a ton of time chasing the ladies and I've probably bedded more than my fair share, but I am by no means a sexual athlete. I'm just a fairly decent looking average guy who is luckier than other fairly decent looking average guys, so I'm afraid that I must have disappointed Mary when after the fourteenth romp (four Friday night, six on Saturday and Saturday night and four on Sunday) I was completely unable to generate another hard on. In fact, it took almost super-human effort on my part to get it up for the last two on Sunday. Rather than admit my inadequacies I pushed Mary away and told her that I needed to build up my strength for my date with Matty on Monday night.

Of course there might not be a date with Matty on Monday since I had no idea of what the outcome of our visit to the supply closet would be. At the time it had seemed to me that she was pretty broken up over the fact that she had been unfaithful. I guessed that it would just have to be a case of wait and see.

Monday started out bad. Neither Matty or Sonia would make eye contact with me and I started thinking that I was going to get a night of rest. That idea disappeared at lunch. I was sitting at a table in the employee lunchroom eating my lunch when Matty came in and sat down with me. She opened her lunch bag and as she took out a container of yogurt she said matter of factly, "I'm leaving work early today so I'll need directions on how to get to your place."

I don't know what she saw, but she said, "What? You thought I was kidding?"

"No, but after what happened in the supply room I had the feeling that you might have changed your mind."

"I did get a little weepy didn't I? But no, I'm not calling it off. I still want to beat Betsy, but more important to me now is getting even with my husband. I not only need to get even with him for fooling around with his secretary, but now I need to get back at him for never, not once, in eight years of marriage, giving me an orgasm. What he didn't do in eight years you did in three minutes. I liked the feeling and I want to feel it again."

"You are sure about this?"

"Honey, I'm absolutely dead sure."

I gave Matty directions to my apartment, finished my lunch and got back to work. Matty was waiting in the parking lot when I got home from work. She got out of her car with a couple of shopping bags and followed me into my apartment and then asked me where the bathroom was. I pointed it out and she and her shopping bags disappeared inside. Five minutes later she came out. She was wearing nylons, a garter belt, crotchless panties, a cut a way bra and Come Fuck Me pumps with four or five inch heels. She smiled at me and struck a pose.

"What do you think? I bought this stuff just for the occasion. Is this suitable attire for a woman who is intent on making her husband a cuckold?

She didn't really have to ask that question because I knew she could see me drooling. And since I had undressed while she was in the bathroom she could also see visual proof in the hard on she had caused.

She giggled and said, "I think he likes me." She walked over to me and put her arms around my neck and said, "We didn't take the time to do this the other day," and then pulled my face down to hers and gave me a kiss that curled my toes. She slid her tongue into my mouth as one hand reached down and began to stroke my hard cock. My hands moved to her exposed nipples and I rolled them between my thumb and forefingers and she moaned, broke the kiss and went to her knees in front of me. Her hot mouth closed on my cock and it didn't take me long to realize that Matty's husband was an idiot if he was out playing around when he had something like Matty at home. Matty deep throated me until I was ready to blow and I told her I was going to cum. She grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me as deep into her mouth as she could take me and held me there until I came. She took my load down her throat and when I was limp she let my cock fall from her mouth and then licked it and my balls until she was satisfied that she had gotten all of my juice and then she looked up at me and smiled.

"What next?"

I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, set her down on the bed and then I ate her pussy until I was hard again. When I moved between her legs to mount her I intended to go slow and have a leisurely fuck to make up for the wham bam thank you mam that we'd had in the closet, but Matty wasn't having any of that. She locked her legs around me and started begging me to fuck her harder, to fuck her faster and to make her cum.

What with her superb blow job and all the sex I'd had with Mary over the weekend I knew that it would be a while before I was going to be able to squirt again. There wasn't any way that I could sustain high speed and hard fucking for the eight or ten minutes that it was going to take me so I did what I thought might keep her happy. I alternated bursts of hard and furious fucking with periods of slow and leisurely. It took me fourteen minutes to get myself off and during that period Matty had three orgasms that I was aware of. When it was over I asked Matty how long we had before she had to leave.

"I'm here until you tell me to leave sugar. Dean thinks that I'm at my sister's place and I've been known to spend the night when I go see her. My sister and Dean hate each other so there won't be any phone calls to check up on me. Even if Dean did call my sister would just hang up on him."

"Does she know what you are doing?"

"She has been after me to do it for months, ever since I told her about Dean and his secretary."

After some rest Matty and I went sixty-nine and then we had another really hard fuck after which we fell asleep together. When the clock went off I rolled over and looked at the still sleeping woman and thought for the tenth time that night that her husband was one ignorant asshole. She started to stir and I pushed her legs apart and got down and ate her pussy until she was awake and then we fucked one more time before getting out of bed and getting ready for work.