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I had always prided myself on my professionalism at work and conducted myself as such while on the job. Of course, when your home situation serves as your personal hell, that level of professionalism ceases. It’s made even worse by the lack of sex in the relationship. At the time, my wife excelled at being the biggest bitch in the world. It was so bad that I found myself no longer attracted to her. This made things even worse at home. She was constantly starting fights with me over the lack of sex in the relationship while never understanding that her consistent bitchiness was a major turnoff for me. It was this situation that left me with a “devil may care” attitude and looking elsewhere.As it turned out, elsewhere was where I worked. Her name was Amber and she was everything I had been missing in my marriage. She talked to me like a person, she was interested in me and I felt accepted in a way that I had been missing for quite awhile. In short, she was everything my wife was not. When you spend your nights with the same person on a quiet shift, things tend to happen. She was easy on the eyes, too. She stood 5’7, had an athletic frame, long brown hair and the cutest set of brown eyes I had ever seen. Her skin was lightly speckled with freckles, but you only güvenilir bahis saw it if she was wearing short-sleeve shirts.We both worked security for a warehouse and the job was straightforward; receive the bills from inbound shipments and assign the trucks a parking spot until they were unloaded in the morning. The weekends were the exception as there were never any arrivals. As it turned out, one Saturday night, Amber and I were alone and talking about random things. It started innocently enough, but if I am being honest, the past several shifts with her just served to build up the sexual tension between us.I believe I was updating my paperwork when she made a comment about how nice my hands looked. I blushed a little, being complimented was a bit foreign to me at the time. She traced her finger across the back of my left hand. I won’t lie; it felt good to be touched that way. “Thanks,” I said, not knowing what to really say at that moment.The next several minutes went by as if nothing happened. I picked up the car keys to move the supply box from the building to the patrol car. It was pretty heavy and Amber offered to help. “No, I got it,” I said, lifting the box and carrying it outside and down the steps to the parked vehicle. I stepped back inside and güvenilir bahis siteleri dusted my hands off. Amber looked at me with an impressed smile on her face.”You are pretty strong,” she said. “Not too many guys can lift that box alone.””It was nothing,” I replied. “I can lift anything within reason.””What about me?” Amber asked, walking towards me.She stopped about five inches in front of me. Without even thinking, I grabbed her by the ass and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I turned around and backed her up to the wall.”Wow, you are strong,” she said breathily. I smiled and leaned in to kiss her. She tightened her legs around my waist and held my neck to reciprocate the act. We moved from the wall and to a nearby counter. We were on the same page. I pulled off her tie, she did the same to mine. We unbuttoned each other’s shirts; mine falling to the floor as hers rested on the countertop, her arms still inside the sleeves. I took in the body in front of me. Small, perky, round breasts were being held from their freedom by her black, lacy bra. I leaned in and kissed her again.I moved down her neck and to her shoulders. Her deep breaths and sighs told me that she wanted more. I moved the bra strap from her left shoulder iddaa siteleri and kissed it gently. Her skin smelled like vanilla. My hands began exploring her body. Down her sides and up again until I was holding her head in my hands. I kissed her again.”I want you,” she whispered.Nodding, I said, “I want you, too.”Looking down, I unbuckled her belt and unzipped her pants. As the button came undone, Amber lifted herself just enough for me to pull down her pants. I pulled off her shoes and then her pants. She hugged me tight as her bare skin made contact with the countertop. “It’s colder than I thought,” she said giggling.She leaned back to let me know she was fine and I let my tongue do some exploring of its own. First, it played with her tongue and then, it began tracing a line down the front of her body. I barely grazed her breasts with my mouth which put her over the edge. She leaned further back as I made my way to her stomach and flicked her belly ring with my tongue. I looked down and smiled. Her white, cotton panties were the only thing between me and what I was craving.I began rubbing her pussy and the fabric was already wet. She moaned softly as I continued stimulating her through her panties. She lifted herself up and pulled them off, revealing a neatly manicured landing strip. She tossed the panties to the side before she grabbed my head and shoved it into her hot, wet snatch. She held onto me tightly as my mouth began licking her pussy, teasing the lips and sliding a finger inside of her.

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