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I was happily married, 2 kids 2 dogs living the American dream. She was in a relationship. I was a truck driver that made deliveries to Naval base where she worked. The first time I saw her, she smiled shyly. I knew I had to crack her.

I made my move after several weeks. I found her social media page. From there, I found a common interest, an rpg. I sent her a message and asked her about her gaming style. Her answers were detailed, she definitely knew how to play. I couldn’t keep talking to her. The thought of her body sitting in front of mine, my hands reaching around her as she played. The next time I dropped off a delivery she was flirting. She knew she shouldn’t be and yet here she was biting her lower lip and playing with her hair. I wish I could say I didn’t flirt back, but I did. Something about her excited me. I made my delivery and left. I messaged her as soon as I was back in my truck. “whats up?” I asked her.

“You tell me?” Damn. Did she know my cock was hard around her? And that’s when it really started. A game that one of us would eventually win. I told her exactly what was up and offered a picture of my swollen member as proof. It was a huge leap. She could have done anything with it.

“mmhmm. Thought so,” she replied. I asked her details about the sex she’s had and the sex she wanted. Apparently two very different topics. I began to learn a lot about her. She enjoyed the outdoors, had two dogs as well, and an insatiable sexual appetite.

She was stuck at work and I on the road, off to my next stop. I had to concentrate at work, but I enjoyed the distraction of her messages. It continued this way bahis firmaları for a year. Some days, we would text all day, other days, not at all. We set rules. Between 5am and 5pm, Monday through Friday, we could text, though, I broke the rule 2 or 3 times. I was careful, and no harm was done. I knew she would never give in to her desire to fuck me and slowly we stopped texting.

Then, one day during the winter closure, her work address showed up on my route list. No one should have been there so why did she need a delivery? It was just a pallet of bottled water. I sent her a message and questioned the delivery. Maybe there was a mixup.

She responded immediately. “I ordered it. ETA?” I double checked the time and the route. Her’s was the first stop. “6:30. See you soon.” I backed into the loading dock and pulled the pallet off the semi. She was leaning against the wall watching. If there was a way to try and look cool while moving a pallet, I have to admit, I was trying. She met me in the walk in cooler and watched as I put the cases of water on the shelf. Her eyes were both taunting me and pleading with me to do to her all the things I had text her about.

Her boyfriend, so unadventurous in the bedroom, left her craving things she had only imagined and talked about with me. I looked into her eyes. I wasn’t sure what she wanted. Cautiously, I took a step toward her. She mirrored my movement before becoming confident in what she wanted. She placed my palms on her hips over of her khakis. Her ass looked good in them but I wanted to bend her over and take them off. I put my thumbs in her belt loops as she undid the kaçak iddaa button and zipper. As I slipped her pants down she pulled her shirt up. Her belly looked like I had imagined. Soft ad smooth, she was pleasing to the eye. She stepped out of pants and I saw the black bra and panty set. She had told me once, her boyfriend never noticed things like that. He must be blind not to see the attention to detail, black lace so stark against her creamy skin. My cock swelled. I needed my pants off.

She held my hands as she lowered herself to her knees. She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down. My cock emerged with a bounce. I watched as she took it into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down expertly. Had she deceived me about her boyfriend or was she a natural? Without much warning she sucked and stroked me to cum. I shot my load into the back of her throat. She made no attempt to pull away. I was still aroused and clearly she was too. Her scent filled the chill box as she began to play with herself in front of me. I lifted her off her knees and turned her around. She bent over the newly delivered inventory and I lower myself to finally be able to taste her. She was creamy and sweet and I needed my fill. I lapped at her greedily as she moaned my name. I knew she was close and I slid a finger inside her. She welcomed it in and bucked back against me. I slid it out of her dripping pussy and lightly touched it to her pink asshole.

Slight hesitation made me think I had gone too far. This was one of those things she had wanted to try, but her boyfriend never did for her. Maybe she wasn’t as ready to try it as she thought. I continued kaçak bahis to finger her and eat her and she came all over my face. “Please,” she whispered, “don’t stop playing with my ass. It really did feel good.” I licked her from her slit to her crack. I used her wetness to lube my finger. A little at a time, I felt her allowing me in deeper. I had forgotten about all my other deliveries that day. This was the only one that mattered. If done incorrectly, I could ruin this experience for her forever.

I focused on opening her further. She was relaxing and sliding on my two fingers inside her. My erection begged for attention. I slid myself into her pussy and gave her a one good orgasm. Her wetness covering my cock, I slid it carefully into her awaiting ass. I watched myself as I slowly slid in and out waiting for her to be comfortable with my girth. I enjoyed the sight more than I expected and nearly came before regaining my control. A virgin ass is a beautiful sight. She had finally relaxed completely and I began fucking her the way her boyfriend should have done. The poor son of a bitch had no idea what he was missing. She wailed for more. It was good that we were alone in the building or everyone would have rushed in to see what the commotion was all about. She panting and close to cumming again, as was I.

I reached around and played with her clit with one hand and fingered her pussy with my other. She came so hard that I came as well, much before I had planned to. She squatted down and let my cum run out of her ass. “Can’t go home cream filled, now can I?” She winked at me. “Oh, and Merry Christmas. Don’t say I didn’t give you anything.”

It was nearly 11 when I left. She locked up the doors behind us and I got in my truck to head to the next delivery. I knew that I would be in trouble for showing up late. I knew it was worth it.

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