Under The Table - Sex Stories

Under The Table

Ria couldn't believe her eyes when she answered the doorbell. The shock nearly caused her to drop the glass of water she was holding. It was Ryan.

"Hey," he said with a smile.

Words failed to leave Ria's mouth.

"Who is it, honey?" Jeff called out from their house.

"It's Ryan, my colleague," Ria replied after a big pause.

Jeff came down to the door and stood by Ria.

"Hi Jeff, I just came by to celebrate Ria's promotion."

Ryan gave the gift-wrapped bottle of scotch whisky to Jeff.

"Honey, why haven't you invited him inside yet?" Jeff asked staring at his wife. "Come on in, Ryan."

Jeff accepted the bottle and went inside.

Ria still stood in the doorway, unable to comprehend what was happening.

"What the hell are you doing here Ryan?", Ria whispered so that Jeff couldn't hear them.

"I came to see you, of course."

"This is my home, my husband's inside, please leave quickly."

"Having a husband never stopped you before. Now get in. Let's celebrate"

Ryan stepped into the doorway, grabbed Ria's waist, turned her around and slightly pushed her inside.

"Guys, I'll be back after a quick bath," shouted out Jeff before heading upstairs.

"Let me get the food by then," said Ria, before heading off to the kitchen.

Ryan walked into the kitchen and stood behind Ria, who was washing the plates.

"No, Ryan, not here."

"Oh, come on, Ria, we did it everywhere in the office, even in the cubicle. You know you can't resist me."

"Jeff's ...

... here," said Ria pointing upstairs, with a sternness on her face.

Ryan kissed her right then and there, pushing her towards the wall. His tongue made out with hers as their lips pursed.

"You sure you want me to leave?" said Ryan with a grin.

Ria blushed, almost panted, but couldn't answer.

"I'll wait by the couch," Ryan said before spanking Ria's ass on the way out.

Ryan was right. He was irresistible to her, almost like an addiction at this point. Ria would become overcome with guilt every time she had sex with Ryan. She loved Jeff. But every single time, she came back for more. Jeff showered her with love, but Ryan gave her the pleasure she craved. Jeff seldom made her orgasm, whereas Ryan made her cum again and again. He dominated and fucked her senseless every time, just the way she liked it.

In a short while, Jeff came down after his bath. Ria arranged the plates.

"I'll get the glasses," said Ryan.

"Only two, I don't drink anymore," Jeff confessed.

"It's your wife's celebration, a shot wouldn't hurt. Right, Ria?"

"I mean, only if he wants to." Ria blurted out.

"Come on, Jeff, drinking isn't fun with just two," Ryan begged.

"Agh, fine."

Ria and Jeff arranged the food and sat opposite each other on the table. Ryan took the glasses and sat next to Ria.

"I'll pour," said Ryan with a smile. With a toast, they feasted on their meals and drinks.

"How's work for you, Ryan?" enquired Jeff.

"It's all right, your wife helps me out ...