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Cheater

“He’s an ass! Ten years of marriage, and he goes and bangs some skank! What an ass! I might be able to understand if she was at least pretty, but she’s not. She’s an ugly slut! She’s been down on at least half of the guys, and probably women, in his office. I hope she gave him herpes or VD. Oh god! If I get VD cause he fucked that slut, I’ll kill him! Why? Why would he do this to me?” Natalie broke down and sobbed. I wanted to tell her Kenny, her husband, had always been an ass, and this was, most likely, not the first time he had cheated on her during their ten years of marriage. But I didn’t think that was what she needed to hear just now. “Who knows why, people just do stupid things sometimes. They’re people, that’s what they do,” I said, placing my hand gently between her shoulder blades. I began to move my hand in circles on her back attempting to comfort her. The smell of her perfume filled my nostrils as I rubbed. God she smelled good! I wanted to take her in my arms, tell her to forget the asshole, and profess my secret love for her, but doubted that would end well and settled for rubbing her back and trying to find something comforting to say. Natalie turned, wrapping her arms around me and pressing her face against my chest while continuing to sob uncontrollably. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight against me. The scent of lilac wafted up from her golden hair and her warm firm body crushed against me sent a tingling sensation through my entire ...

... body. Her small firm breasts pressed into my ribs causing a stir in my groin. I felt lightheaded and began to swoon. I fought the sudden urge to rip her clothes off and make mad passionate love to her, right there in her office. Pangs of guilt, over such lustful thoughts at a time when she most needed me as a friend, began to torture me, but I was helpless to stop the growing arousal within me. I met Natalie six months after her wedding and had fallen in love, or possibly lust, with her soon after. I had been forced to stand by, for nearly ten years, and watch how badly her jackass of a husband treated her. Several times I had wanted to tell her to get out and not look back, but she was in love and denied there were any problems in her marriage. Now here I stood, in her office, her wrapped in my arms, her warm sexy body pressed against me, and her intoxicating scent assaulting my senses. “I just don’t understand how he could treat me this way. I’ve done everything for him, I cook for him, clean for him, I’ve never refused him anything. Even when I didn’t feel like lying there with my legs spread so he could get off, knowing full well the only way I was going to get off, was with my vibrator after he fell asleep,” Natalie sobbed into my chest. The image of Natalie lying nude, her shapely legs spread wide, her hot sweet entrance waiting to be filled, commandeered my thoughts. I pressed my cheek to the top of her head and hugged her tighter. All the while feeling as though I had ...