Abby and Lester finally put aside time to start their affair properly


Abby couldn't remember the last time she'd made so much effort for a date – in fact, she couldn't remember the last time she'd even had a date. She and Connor had never done the dating thing; and that was ultimately why their relationship wasn't working back in the real world.

Since their unsatisfactory liaison in the menagerie, Lester and Abby had been communicating by emails and text messages; he'd been waiting for some kind of opportunity that would allow him to be away for long enough for what they both really wanted. It took just over a week; a cancelled meeting gave him a free evening and he invited Abby for dinner at the flat he used when he was staying late in the city.

Abby had opted for a skirt; she rarely wore one and it somehow felt more appropriate for what she was doing. She also wore a figure hugging top that clung to her soft curves, making her feel incredibly feminine. As she waited at the door to be let in, she felt giddy and nervous. Giving in to a moment of lust was one thing, but this was a whole new ball game and dangerous ground. The moment she stepped into his flat it would be the start of a full blown affair; an affair with her boss, a married, older man and she realised that he had so much to lose if they were found out.

He buzzed her in, and Abby took a deep breath... this was it. No more dancing around each other; no more 'almost but not quite'. He had gone to considerable effort himself, low lighting, candles, table set out properly, and whatever was cooking smelt heavenly. He was in a more casual shirt to what she was used to seeing him in, the top couple of buttons open. It suited him, made him look younger.

"This is very impressive," Abby said.

"I like to make an effort. Dinner should only be a few minutes, can I get you a drink? Is wine OK?"

"Wine's fine, thank you." It amused her to see him looking slightly nervous. He handed her a glass and guided her to the table.

Dinner relaxed him, as did a large glass of red wine. By the time the plates were cleared, they were chatting away animatedly. It had been easy to just think of this as dinner with a friend, but now it was time.

"Abby," Lester began. The candlelight danced in his lust-filled eyes. "I can't quite believe this is happening. A beautiful girl like you being interested in me is... well, I never thought it would happen."

"You're a very good looking man, James," Abby said softly. She took his wine glass from him and placed it on the table as she leaned towards him. "Let's not waste any more time, eh?" her voice was almost a whisper.

"No argument from me there," Lester said, leaning into her and pressing his lips against hers, tentatively at first but then deepening it and intensifying it. This kiss was saying everything; months of want, need, passion, desire and lust all rolled into one.

Lester grasped at her breast and Abby let out a squeak. Having him touch her sent sparks of electricity through her entire body. There was no question where this was heading, and whilst it would have been so much more comfortable in a bed, neither could wait. It was going to happen here and now.

He pulled her top over her head and stood behind her, kissing her neck and ears as his hands cupped her breasts. He slid them inside the cups of her bra, taking her nipples between his fingers and teasing them into a hard peak. Abby leaned back, and their mouths mashed together again; Abby's bra being peeled off her shoulders and down, exposing her pert breasts.

"Delicious!" Lester exclaimed, moving around and taking a nipple into his mouth. He flicked his tongue over it, then suckled and licked making satisfied groans.

"James!" Abby sighed. His confidence and experience were already showing through his actions and she knew this was going to be amazing. His hand stroked her flat stomach as his mouth shifted to her other breast and his free hand caressed the breast he'd already been suckling. She reached out, stroking his cock through his trousers and feeling it swell. It took her back to that morning in his office when she'd finally plucked up the courage to let him know what she wanted. It was probably the best decision she'd ever made.

As Abby began to unfasten his trousers, Lester took his shirt off and pulled her into another kiss. Her hardened nipples pressed against his bare chest and it took his breath. This was real; not some fantasy like the ones he'd had in his head for so long, and not a stolen moment that would make him feel like a dirty old man. He ghosted his hands across her smooth skin, and delighted in the sensation as he felt her react. Their tongues danced together, breath mingling and swallowing each other's gasps and moans.

Abby slid his trousers and underwear down over his hips and he broke the kiss to wriggle free from them. For a moment, he worried she wouldn't like what she saw. He'd seen Connor in those tight t-shirts he'd been wearing recently, showing off his flat stomach and muscles... how could Abby find an old, unfit man like him attractive after being with someone who had a body like Connor's? But his fears disappeared when he saw the way she looked up at him through her long eyelashes.

Her fingers were now curled around his hardening cock, slowly move up and down it's length. She was certainly skilled, his body was growing increasingly aroused and he feared this would all be over too soon if he couldn't hold back.

He took her wrist and indicated for her to stand up. He swapped places with her, taking her seat and then turning her to face him. "I don't think I can wait," he whispered. "It's been too long already."

"I know," Abby replied. She straddled his lap, facing him and bending down to kiss him softly. His hands slid up her legs and under her skirt, lifting it up and gathering it around her waist. His fingers pulled the thin fabric of her knickers to one side and then she positioned herself so that the tip of his cock pressed against the entrance to her pussy.

"oh god!" Lester breathed. This wasn't the first time he'd had sex with her of course, but that had been pure mechanics with no satisfaction or pleasure because of the sound of the anomaly alarm echoing around them. This time would be so different; he was about to commit the ultimate betrayal by having sex with a woman who wasn't his wife; a woman several years his junior and an employee. She was also in a relationship that everyone else considered to be perfect. This was wrong on every level, and yet... it felt right. She sank down onto him and every nerve ending in his body fired.

Abby took a moment to find the right angle and then sank lower; her internal muscles stretching to accommodate him as his thick cock slid into her easily. Lower and lower, deeper and deeper, his cock filled her completely. She sighed and smiled down at him, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear and adjusting herself into a comfortable position.

"No alarm," Lester said softly.

"No phone calls," Abby smiled. She tangled her arms around his neck and then began to grind herself against his groin. He let out a groan and then began to move inside her; slowly at first, enjoying the warmth of her around him. He could feel her clamping onto him; her body claiming his and he increased his pace.

He moved his hands to her hips, splaying his fingers out. She leaned back slightly, exposing her long slender neck and pushing out her pert breasts. It was perfect; she was perfect. A petite, young blonde riding him, gasping out her pleasure. It was almost surreal and any moment now he'd wake up and it would be just another dream. Then he felt her internal muscles rippling around his cock and he knew it was real.

"Abby!" he rasped out, thrusting up to meet her downward movement. She let out a sound that sounded something like a cat's mew; he liked it and pulled out to repeat the action. She mewed again; clearly he'd found the right spot so he repeated over and over.

"That's it, James! Oh yes!" Her breathing was hard now and her groin on fire. As he thrust up into her hard, waves of pleasure rippled through her entire body. They were moving as one and now her body was readying itself for his seed; she could feel that familiar fluttering deep in her womb as the tip of his cock stroked it when he reached the apex of his thrust. She felt his hips jerk and he gasped; he was close to his release and holding back as long as he could. She did not want to wait any longer. Pulling him into a kiss, she ground into him and that was all he needed.

Her body quivered as she felt the warmth of his release inside her. He let out a groan and he gripped her body with a bruising force, his semen hosing her womb and her channel milking him. He had needed this for so long; to be inside her, to be joined with her and filling her with everything he had. She continued to gyrate against him, her gasps of pleasure like music to his ears.

Finally, they collapsed against each other; exhausted and happy. Neither spoke for several minutes, lost in thoughts of what this all meant. It was a forbidden union; of that they were both well aware, but did they regret it? Not at all. Abby's thoughts were already turning to how this relationship could continue. She was not willing to let it end with just this once, not now that she finally knew what it was like to have sex with the man she'd desired from afar for so long.

Reluctantly they finally parted, Lester cradling Abby on his knee. "Do you have to leave yet?" he whispered. "Is Connor expecting you home?"

Abby sighed. "I doubt he's even noticed that I'm not there."

"The man's a fool."

"What about your wife? Will she be waiting for you?"

Lester shook his head. "These meetings go on for hours. She knows I stay overnight rather than drive home in the early hours. She won't miss me tonight."

They tangled into another kiss, hands exploring each other's sweat glistened body. Abby felt arousal tingling in her body again; she wanted more. As she pulled away from the kiss she stared into his eyes and sighed. He knew what she wanted.

"Let's take this into the bedroom," he said, standing up and taking her hand. She followed him, heart pounding.