My first non-martial contact - Sex Stories

My first non-martial contact

... gave me a kiss on the cheek. He took out his wallet and gave me $100 and told me to go buy something nice for myself to wear. He said he’d tell my boss that I was running an errand for him and would be late back to work.

When I did finally get back to work one of my girlfriends told me that my husband had stopped by to surprise me for lunch. She said, “I didn’t know what to say to him. He surprised me when he showed up. He told me to tell you to call him as soon as you got back.” I told him you went shopping. But Lynn it’s almost 3:00pm. Where were you? Dr. Paul Peterson stopped by and told the boss you were running an errand for him. What where you really doing?” I thought since she didn’t know about Paul, I’d just tell her the Dr. had sent me down to the archives just as I was getting back from lunch to pull some patient files for him. She grinned and said, “aw come on Lynn, I know one of the doctors is fucking you just like that intern was doing before he left. I winked at her and said, “Don’t tell”. Then I called my husband and told him I went shopping during lunch and then had to pull some files for one of the doctors. I felt guilty about lying to him but I needed Paul so much. My cube mate said in a stage whisper, “the file she was pulling was Dr. Peterson’s cock”.

My husband's orders to the west coast for his midshipman summer cruise came when school was out. Much to my regret he wanted me to go with him and spend a couple weeks out there before he had to ...

... report. I didn’t want to be away from Paul that long but I really had no choice and besides I felt a little guilty being married, living with Paul, and having all that wonderful sex. The next couple of months just seemed to fly by. Paul was able to spend at least 5 nights with me every week. I was so happy and I was used to having sex on a regular basis. In June my husband came home from school. The last night before he came home, I planned a special night for Paul and me. Paul had been giving me $1500 a week to run the household on and I had saved up quite a bit. A couple of weeks before that last night, I made arrangements, at one of the best restaurants in Memphis, to have them deliver a special dinner to a jet that I chartered for the night. Our maid was going to take my daughter home with her for the night. I had splurged and spent $800 on a very sexy nightgown for the evening. I arranged for a limo to pick Paul up at the hospital and bring him to the airport to the plane I’d chartered. I wanted to surprise Paul and make the night one of the most memorable we’d had. I also wanted Paul to make me a member of the mile-high club. The only thing I worried about was that the charter was costing our joint account $12,000 for 6 hours. I thought to myself, “what if Paul is mad at me for spending so much money on one night”. I left work early and went home and got the maid and my daughter off to the maid’s house. I forwarded my phone to my mom and told her what I was doing and if my ...