A Tale of Two Co-workers (Pt. 1) [M/F] [cheating] [light domination] | 2016

Alicia was 25 and had already been married for 5 years now. She was an intelligent and ambitious, Latina. Short in stature, but thick in hips. Her B-cups were a bit smaller than she was happy with, but she didn't mind at all that it was her rear-end that garnered the most attention. She was cute enough to be described as pretty, but not the kind of made-up beauty that would make her seem unattainable.

Alicia never dressed very provocatively, yet she always seemed to have a way with capturing the attention of the men around her. She knew how to play that game, being a subtle flirt without looking like a slut. She was the all-american girl that you wanted to take home to meet your mother.

David was a tech at the car dealership where Alicia had started working. Like all the other guys, David had noticed her from her first day at work.

From then on it was almost like an unspoken competition to see who could conquer the new girl in the finance department.

Over the next several month David and Alicia had started to become friends. Some of the girls in the office even teasing her that he was her "work boyfriend". Something that Alicia would just laugh off. Of course it was kinda true, they usually had lunch together, and David would find reasons stop by her desk several times a day just to make small talk.

It was a relationship that might make their spouses a bit jealous, but there was nothing inappropriate going on between them, and despite what the office rumor mill thought, Alicia and David were just friends...

until that night.

It was a Friday and like usual, everyone was going out for happy hour after work. Alicia was looking forward to it. Her husband didn't particularly care for her co-workers, so often she had to skip happy hour because he didn't want to go, and she felt bad for going without him, but tonight... tonight he was working late and Alicia would be able to go out guilt free!

There was no doubt about it, she was drunk! It was a little past midnight and she had been drinking since she got to the bar at 6:00. It was partly David's fault. He had been feeding her drinks the whole night, but she didn't live far from where they worked, so she dropped her car off at her house before they came to the bar. David, of course, had already volunteered to give her a ride home.

"You know... you're really cute when you're drunk." He whispered into her ear as they were standing at the bar together, waiting for another round of drinks.

She laughed. He was hitting on her, but she was pretty used to that and if she was honest about it, she kinda liked it. Even though they had never done anything, she liked knowing that David wanted to fuck her.

"I'm not cute... I'm sure I'm a hot mess right now" She responded with her typical downplay of a compliment.

His hand reached down and he placed it against her lower back. Letting his hand trace down the back of her blouse, over her pants, until it was pressing directly against her ass.

"David..." She said in a protesting tone.

He ignored her. "If you weren't married... I'd take you home and fuck the shit outta you!" He said with a wicked grin.

"Yeah, yeah... you're all talk!" She played it off with another little laugh and a seductive smile.

She spoke up again. "I'm going back to our friends" She smiled and turned, his hand falling off her ass as she moved away, returning the their small group of co-workers that was losing people by the minute as it got later into the evening.

Finally they were down to the last three, David, Alan, and Alicia. Alan had called a cab and said his goodbyes. As soon as he was out of the door David reached over to Alicia, wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her into him before she had time to react or protest and he kissed her.

Alicia was shocked and drunk enough that she lost where she was and who was kissing her for a moment. It had been years since she felt the lips of another man and to her, his lips actually felt great. As she stood there in his arms, she let herself get lost in his passion. She loved to kiss and missed the days back in high school when boys just liked to make out for hours.

After a few short moments that felt like forever, she finally pushed against his chest, separating her lips from his. "We can't..." She said in a hushed tone as her words denied what her body wanted.

"We just did." He responded, still holding her around her waist, pressed against him.

"David... we're both drunk... we can't do this... I need to go home" She continued to softly protest until he finally let go of her. He nodded. "I'll take you home."

And as if nothing had happened they slipped back into regular friendly conversation while David paid the tab and then walked to his car.

Before he started his car he looked over at her.

"What?" She asked him nervous. Being stared at in silence made her uncomfortable.

She couldn't stand the silence anymore so she spoke up. "I'm sorry you spent so much money on me tonight..."

He shook his head. "It's no big deal... we had fun"

"Yeah, but I should have paid for my own drinks" She said, obviously feeling guilty about it now.

She sat up in her reclined seat. Looking at him with her big brown eyes that were glazed from the alcohol, and her hair not as perfect as it usually was, but she was still pretty.

"If you tell anyone about this, it'll be the first and last time I ever do this for you." She kept eye contact with him as she leaned in towards his lap, her hand reaching out and pressing against his crotch, squeezing gently at his manhood through his pants.

David didn't miss a beat. He recognized what she was doing... that look in her eyes. They had been getting closer and closer for a while now, and after a night of drinks, she was unable to fight it anymore. Without hesitation he unfastened the top button of his pants, and tugged down the zipper as she began to make moves towards him. He didn't want to waste any time and risk her changing her mind. If he played his cards right, this could be a regular happening between them.

She eagerly reached her small hand into his boxers, wrapping her fingers around his thick member. Of course there were quite a few rumors about the size of David's cock and although there was never an exact number associated with the rumors, every woman in their office had heard the stories of how hung David was.

Alicia's fingers gently stroked and teased his shaft while her hand was still hidden in his boxers. She was staring at his crotch with a lustful gaze. She couldn't exactly tell his length yet, but from what she could feel, he was definitely thick.

"Pull it out and give me a kiss" His voice was deep and authoritative. Alicia loved hear that kind of tone.

She did as she was told and gently tugged on his meat, pulling it free from under the elastic waist of his boxers. She paused for a moment just to look at it. She had heard it was big... she had felt that it was big... but damn... it was still bigger than she excepted.

Alicia had been with big guys before... some thick... some long... but she had never seen a cock with such a combination of the two. David was thick and long and had a small, manicured man bush around the base, showcasing his massive member.

"God... your poor wife... you're fucking huge!" She let out a soft giggle as she looked up at him, but there was some serious truth behind her statement.

He nodded, understanding her sentiment. He knew he was much larger than most.

"Where's my kiss?" He asked in a pointed tone.

She nodded quickly. "Sorry" She whispered apologetically.

She turned her eyes back towards his cock resting in her hand.

"You're sooo big..." She whispered to herself, seeming to not actually believe that sex with him would be physically possible as she lowered her head down over his lap and placed a soft kiss against the very tip of his cock.

"Now... suck it." All he could see was the back of her head, but he could see her nod. What he couldn't see was that she was already almost soaking her tiny panties, and that phrase... he probably didn't even realize he was doing it, but she loved being told what to do.

This isn't going to be an easy blowjob she thought to herself. He was just too big and would require some actual work if she was going to make it a good one. Alicia was the type that prided herself on her sexual prowess, including giving oral sex. She wasn't about to half ass anything.

She lifted his cock straight up like a flag pole. He wasn't fully hard, but she guessed that he was pretty close. Then she parted her lips and lowered her face down on him, forcing his cock head to squeeze in between her tightly pursed lips.

As his cock head fully entered her mouth she started to swirl her tongue around his his helmet, even tonguing his little pee hole... a move that made David groan out in pleasure. She smiled and started to lower her head some more.

This time his cock was pressing into the back of her throat as she started to slide her lips down his huge shaft. Her mouth had never had to open this wide for a cock before. She thought it must look pretty obscene and in this moment she was glad that he couldn't really see what was going on.

"Fuck, Alicia!" David groaned. "That feels fucking amazing." He grinned. Reaching down to the side of his seat, he hit the button and started to recline his seat a bit to get more comfortable. There was probably nothing more that he loved than getting a blowjob while he was drunk.

His words spurred her more. Her face buried down on his huge cock, stretching her mouth lewdly. His head was at the back of her throat. She took a moment and then pushed herself even further. She forced her face down as his cock head started to push open the walls of her throat. She wasn't a gagger. She hadn't gagged since high school, but now she couldn't help it. His thick dick irritating the walls of her throat was forcing her gagging spasms.

She compelled herself down on him as far as she could, but eventually the gags became too much and she had to pull her head back up. She raised herself until her mouth was entirely off of his cock. Already feeling the soreness in her jaw from being stretched so far.

She turned her head to look up at him, her lips covered with pre-cum and saliva. "I've never done this for anyone this big..." She seemed to offer that up as an excuse for why her oral skills weren't what they usually were.

Edit: If you're interested in reading, part two can be found HERE