There was a collective groan from both of them as their bodies connected. Jenn’s eyes shut tightly, partly out of surprise and partly in shame. She felt the hot tears fall from her eyes, sliding down to her temples and into her hair. She felt so weak. Why wasn’t she strong enough to fight these feelings? Why hadn’t she stopped this before now? Was it still too late? As she felt her inner walls quivering around Christian’s dick, she knew that it was. She meant what she’d said. She didn’t want him to stop.

Christian’s eyes finally opened after a moment. It had taken all his self-control not to come when she pushed inside her; she felt so amazingly good. He looked down at Jenn’s beautiful face, and noticed the tears streaming from the edges of her eyes. He wasn’t sure if it was from pain or guilt or both. He leaned forward placing a soft kiss on her lips, before kissing each trail of her tears at the sides of her head. He pulled out slowly, before slowly entering her again, testing to see if she was hurt. But she didn’t flinch, so he did it again. He pulled back to look into her eyes, but she still had them squeezed shut. He stroked the soft skin of her cheek lightly.



“Jenn? Are you okay?” he asked, slowing his pace even more. He pushed inside and began to rotate his hips instead. “Jenn, please look at me.”



Jenn had never been so conflicted in her life. While her mind was raking her over the coals for her adultery, her body was screaming with the intense pleasure she felt with every move Christian made within her. His cock was swirling about her canal, exploring each and every part of it while his body brushed her clit, and it felt exquisite. She knew she had to give in to one of the voices in her head soon or she’d go mad. She heard Christian’s urgings, and finally opened her eyes. His chocolate eyes were looking softly into hers, the fire of lust still burning brightly.



“We can stop, if you want to…if I’m hurting you.” Christian whispered before placing a small kiss against her jaw.



Jenn knew that when he said hurt, he wasn’t just talking about the physical. He had to feel how wet she was, how easily he could move within her because of the generous cream she was producing. Her body told him that she felt no pain or discomfort, only satisfaction. Jenn only stared back at him at first, still deciding which side she was going to take. But then she thought, no matter what, she had already crossed the line. Even if she didn’t ride this out until they both climaxed, it wouldn’t change the fact that she had cheated. If she had to live with that already…



She brought her hands up to his waist gripping the smooth skin as she lifted her head to kiss him firmly. The kiss intensified, and Christian’s rhythm increased instinctively. When she finally pulled away, Jenn could see his that his eyes were hooded now, and there would be no stopping him even if she wanted to. Thankfully, she didn’t.



“Harder, Christian.” Jenn whispered, squeezing his hips tightly.



She saw a flash in his eyes that made her shudder before Christian pulled up, placing his arms on either side of her on the desk. She felt him pull his cock back, before slamming it back in firmly. Jenn bit her lip and groaned, and Christian repeated the action, and then again until he was back into a rhythm. Jenn let her head fall back as her body reveled in feeling him pound into her. She could feel the tingling in the depths of her, letting her know that another orgasm was budding. She started lifting her hips to meet each thrust of Christian’s, as her hands started running up and down her back.



It was only moments before Jenn started to cry out as the first ripple of her orgasm rolled over her. She bucked her hips against Christian as he continued to pound her through it. She took gasping breaths as it completed, her body starting to feel limp again with sleepiness. But Christian placed his hands underneath her, firmly gripping her hips and pulling her upwards until only her shoulder blades and head rested on desk. Jenn’s eyes fluttered open in surprise. She wasn’t a heavy woman, but she knew it couldn’t have been easy to lift her like this, and yet, Christian didn’t look like he was strained at all.



“Don’t fade out on me, baby,” Christian said huskily. “I’m not done with you yet.”



Jenn’s eyes widened even more as she realized that Christian was still completely hard inside her. She wasn’t used to this; Eddie usually finished shortly after she did – if she did at all. She’d already had two orgasms, she didn’t think it was possible to have another. That was until Christian pulled out of her completely, only to slam into her again – this time much harder than he had before. Jenn gasped out of shock, and had no time to recover before he did it again. He was thrusting so hard that Jenn could hear their skin slapping together. It was the sweetest mixture of pleasure and pain she’d ever felt, and before long her eyes were rolling back again.



“You like that, don’t you?” Christian grunted through clenched teeth. “You like it when I fuck you hard, don’t you Jenn?”



Jenn nodded as she gripped Christian’s arms for dear life, unable to speak. Her legs had be flailing around, so she quickly locked her ankles and tensed her thighs to lock into the ride. Christian was merciless, slamming in and out of her until she thought she would die of pleasure. Her third orgasm hit her without warning and she called his name in a high-pitched squeal that was quickly drowned out by another moan of pleasure. She could feel her juices dripping out of her onto her legs and beneath her, and she wondered how it was possible to come so many times. She looked down her upstretched body, watching as Christian’s light dick disappeared in and out of her mocha cavern over and over again, completely slick with her cream. It was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen.



Christian was thinking the same thing as he watched himself pound her. He’d had good sex before – great sex, in fact – but this was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. Jenn was perfect; everything about her turned him on, and her pussy felt tighter and sweeter than any he’d encountered before. He loved how her body responded to him; they way her sex milked him with her release. He would make her come again before he did.



He wanted to come, but he didn’t. He wanted to make this moment last forever. If it was up to him, he’d always be inside her; filling her and making her scream for him. To hell with her husband. Christian was experienced enough to know that Jenn’s tightness was a clear indicator of inactivity. Any man that didn’t fuck this pussy raw on a regular basis didn’t deserve to hit it all. Christian could tell that most of this experience was new to Jenn; by the wide looks in her eyes and her sensitivity. Eddie didn’t do these things for her or to her. He was probably one of those old school men that just did his business and rolled over for the night, and poor Jenn didn’t know that there was more to sex than that.



Christian didn’t know why, but the idea of knowing that he was making Jenn feel things she never had before; come in ways she never had before made him even harder. He’d make sure she never forgot this night, or how she felt when he was buried inside her. God knew that he wouldn’t. Christian leaned over until his arms gripped the other side of the desk, over Jenn’s head. He tilted his hips and then started slamming into even harder than before.



Jenn let out a gurgled moan as she felt him hit her g-spot. This was completely untouched territory for Jenn, and her mind couldn’t keep up with the sensations it trilled through her body. Christian was slamming into her so hard now that her breasts were bouncing wildly against her chest and her teeth chattered. She could feel the desk beneath her shifting as each thrust rocked it, and it turned her on to hear Christian’s slick thighs slapping against her skin.



“Oh…my…god…ooooh…” Jenn started moaning as she felt tingles all over her body from the knotting at her core. She was going to come again, to her disbelief, and she was sure that this one was going to be stronger than the other three she’d already experienced. Christian started grunting loudly with every thrust, and soon buried his head in her neck, biting at the soft flesh there.



Jenn was lost in the bliss and pain that was coursing through her body. She didn’t know how much more she could take, but she didn’t want it to end. Her nails dug into the flesh of his shoulder as she felt his teeth sink deeper into her neck. Christian pounded even harder into as he felt his balls tighten painfully. He wanted to drag it out even longer, but between her clenching inner walls, the sight of her beautiful cocoa tits bouncing wildly before him, the taste of her salty skin in his teeth and the wonderful sting of his balls smacking against her ass, he knew he couldn’t. But he had to make sure he obliterated Jenn first.



He moved one hand from the edge of the desk and slid it between their sweat-soaked bodies until he found her completely unhooded clit. It was easy to find; the nub was rigid and pronounced after all of her orgasms. Christian reached down lower to gather some of the ample cream from her slit before he began to squeeze and circle the organ feverishly. Jenn’s mouth formed an ‘o’ as her eyes popped wide. It was too much. The relentless pounding of her pussy coupled with the shocks sparking from her clit pushed her over the edge.



Her hips bucked wildly as the most intense orgasm of her life took hold of her. Every nerve ending exploded; every inch of her skin was on fire, all sight and sound momentarily disappeared. Her mouth opened in a scream that never came out as she held her breath. Christian bit his lip as he watched the ebony goddess beneath him come harshly, her face contorting between pleasure and woe. He felt what seemed like a flood rush over his cock, and he could hear it hitting the desk beneath him and dripping onto the carpet. He continued to pound her throughout it, his fingers still dancing on her bud, until she opened her lust-blind eyes at him and let out low, gutteral, almost animal growl in her throat.



And that was it. He allowed Jenn to pull his face towards hers as she kissed him roughly. He pounded her twice more before he thrust in as hard and deep as he could, locking his hips against hers as he felt the first stream of his come leave his body. He began pumping again slowly as spurt after spurt of his semen erupted from his cock, covering every inch of her quivering pussy. He felt like he could come forever, and started to think he would after nearly a minute of steady release. He finally felt the last of his seed leave his body, and the arm that had been supporting him began to shake.



Jenn sucked onto his tongue before letting him up for air, which he drew in with a shudder. His face and chest were dripping sweat all over her, and his face was beet red. Jenn licked her lips as she realized that he was still pumping her slowly with his semi-hard cock. She felt full; she knew that he must have unloaded a lifetime’s supply of come inside her. It was a very territorial gesture, and she wondered for a moment why she didn’t make him pull out. But then she remembered that she was still too dizzy from the most intense orgasm of her life to think straight.



Christian took antoher deep breath before pulling himself up straight, bringing Jenn up with him. He held her body close even as he let his softening cock slide out of her with a slurping noise. Jenn’s arms dangled lazily around his neck as his wrapped around her waist. He leaned his forehead onto hers, and they stayed that way for a moment, with no other sound than their breathing slowly returning to normal.



“That…was amazing.” Christian finally whispered. Jenn let out a small contented moan.



“It was so much more than that,” she replied, matching his tone. She pulled back to look into his eyes. The lust was still there, but it was more tender; more like admiration. “You…rocked my world, Christian Mario.”



A sexy smile crossed Christian’s full lips as he gave into a laugh, which Jenn joined him in. He pushed a damp lock of hear from the side of her face and sighed. She looked so beautiful to him; her face shining with sweat and her cheeks flushed from her afterglow. He could get used to seeing her like this. Jenn looked down and sighed deeply. Christian felt his high start to dip; he knew she only did that before she was about to say something he didn’t like.



“Christian,” Jenn started, keeping her eyes down. “This was…something I will never, ever forget. And, I care about you, a lot, but-“



“But you love your husband,” Christian answered for her, placing a finger under her chin. He lifted her face until she looked at him. “I know Jenn. I know that this…wasn’t supposed to happen.”



Jenn let out a sigh of relief. She had been afraid that Christian would make things difficult, especially since she no longer had a leg to stand on. But she should have known better; Christian wasn’t the vindictive type. He was sweet, funny, caring and smart…and fucking sensational in bed. Jenn felt her clit pulse as she thought about the last part. She shook her head at herself in disbelief over her body. How could it even think about getting aroused again when she was already sore and full of fluid?



“What’s so funny?” Christian asked. Jenn hadn’t realized she was smiling until then. She looked away from him bashfully.



“I think you may have ruined me, Christian,” she said quietly, her eyes then dropping to her soaked pussy. Christian followed her gaze, and felt his cock twitch at the sight of his come starting to leak through her lips. That was a sight he could get used to too. But he couldn’t think about that.



“Do you hate me, Jenn?” Christian asked suddenly. Jenn stared hard at him for a moment before shaking her head.



“No, Christian,” she answered firmly. “If there’s anyone I should be hating right now, it’s me. I allowed this to happen.”



“I didn’t exactly stop you.” Christian replied.



“No, but you did walk away,” Jenn countered. Christian tilted his head. “You took a job halfway around the world to stop yourself from pursuing me. I’m the one that kept encouraging to tonight, the one who kept fantasizing about you after you left…”



Christian’s lip curved up.



“You…fantasized about me?” he asked, his finger trailing down her collarbone. Jenn felt her heart sped up at the gentle touch.



“Of course,” she said, swallowing as she felt his hand slid to the top of her exposed breast. “Have you looked at yourself lately? You’re definitely fantasy material.”



Christian smiled widely as his finger reached her nipple. He leaned in to kiss Jenn, but she backed away at the last moment.



“Christian,” she said pushing him against his chest lightly. “This can’t go on. You know that, right?”



Christian’s jaw clenched as he allowed reality to sink in again. He nodded tersely.



“Yeah, I know.” He said.



They stared at each other for what seemed like forever before Jenn finally grabbed the ties of her dress and pulled them up the her neck. Christian followed suit and grabbed his discarded shirt from the floor and pulled it on. After fastening her top, Jenn slid off the desk to straighted out her dress. She immediately felt the rush of liquid start pouring down her legs. She tried to clamp her thighs together to stop it, but that only made more gush out at once.



“Shit,” Jenn cursed as she felt some of the wetness touch the inside of her dress. She pulled up the skirt and looked down at her thighs, that now had lines of come streaking down them. Christian turned at hearing her curse and looked down to see what she was looking at. He felt his arousal rear again at seeing her dripping thighs, but thought better of it and looked away. He pulled on his underwear and pants quickly and headed for the door.



“I’ll got get some paper towels, I’ll be right back.” He said to Jenn before slipping out the door.



Once Jenn was alone in the room, she took the time to look around. She was obviously in an office of some kind. There were bookshelves opposite her, and what looked like a leather loveseat. The glass from picture frames reflected back at her, but she couldn’t make out the pictures in the dim light. She looked behind her at the desk she’d been fucked senseless on. It was bare but for a mouse pad and a surface protector. Jenn suddenly wondered if someone actually used this desk – this office – on a regular basis? Her stomach turned at the thought of someone like his father sitting at this desk tomorrow with the smell of sex radiating from it. What kind of a woman has sex on a desk? Jenn thought, her body flushing with her humiliation. Her eyes then fell to the carpeted floor beneath her. Even in the dark, she could see the dark spot beneath her feet. She let out a pathetic whimper. What kind of a woman comes all over a stranger’s carpet?



“What’s wrong?” Christian whispered as he stepped back into the room. Jenn looked up at him, her expression a mixture of anger and shame.



“I need to go home. Right now.” She answered in a shaky voice. Christian could tell she was trying not to cry. He walked up to her and handed her a roll of paper towels, which she grabbed quickly and began unraveling. When she was done, he took took some of the towels and started to help her wipe her thighs, but she quickly pushed his hand away.



“I got it!” she snapped, before furiously rubbing at her legs again. Christian didn’t bother to argue with her; instead he leaned behind her to wipe down the desk. Jenn finished with her thighs quickly before reeling off more paper and kneeling on the floor to start scrubbing at the carpet.



“Jenn, what are you doing?” Christian asked. Jenn ignored him and kept scrubbing. “Jenn-“



“Who’s office is this?” Jenn asked, her eyes fixed on the rug. Christian groaned before answering.



“My father’s, why?”



“Oh god,” Jenn muttered as she continued her work. “I can’t believe I came all over your father’s floor. What the hell is wrong with me?”



“Leave it Jenn,” Christian said, leaning down. Jenn ignored him. He grabbed her arms and started pulling her up. “I said leave it Jenn, I’ll take care of it in the morning.”



“We can’t just leave it there!” Jenn cried, her eyes welling up. “What if he sees? What will he think?”



“He’ll probably think someone spilled a drink on the floor Jenn,” Christian replied calmly. “We have a steam cleaner, and I’ll take care of it in the morning. The paper’s only making it worse.”



Tears were falling down Jenn’s cheeks as she stood there, knowing that what Christian said was true. No one would immediately jump to the conclusion that the stains were anything lewd. Her conscience that was conjuring that image.



“I need to go home now.” Jenn said, wiping the tears from her face. Christian nodded.



“I know.”



~*~*~*~



The two drove to her house in silence. Christian kept his eyes on the road while Jenn cradled herself and looked out the window. There were a million things going through his head. He wanted to apologize, but he wasn’t sorry. If he had the chance to do it all over again, he would. But he knew that Jenn didn’t want to hear that. He didn’t know what to do. He hadn’t forced her to do anything; he’d given her the chance to stop it and she didn’t. So why did he feel like the bad guy?



Jenn watched as the houses and cars went by. Her mind was in overdrive and her emotions were a mess. The reality of her actions was hitting her like a train. She’d cheated on her husband. Her loving, caring, faithful husband of seventeen years. Eddie wasn’t the perfect husband, but he’d been damned good to her. He didn’t deserve this. Her family didn’t deserve this. She couldn’t let them become another statistic; another family torn apart by infidelity. She loved Eddie, she loved her kids…she loved Christian. The realization stabbed into her heart even as she thought it. She did love Christian. But Christian wasn’t her husband, Christian wasn’t the father of her children. He was a young, carefree doctor, who still had his life ahead of him – who could change his mind and walk away any time he wanted.



It was a clear choice. She wouldn’t lose her family and all she’d worked for over this. They meant too much to her. She didn’t want to hurt Christian, but hurting her family wasn’t an option. She finally looked at him as he pulled his beamer up in front of her house and parked it. His hands remained on the wheel, and he kept his stare ahead. Jenn wasn’t sure if this meant that he just wanted her to leave. When he continued to hold the pose, Jenn gathered her purse and reached for the door handle.



“I know you think that this was just about sex,” Christian said suddenly, freezing Jenn to her seat. “But it was more than that to me. If all I wanted was a quick fuck, I could have gotten that anywhere.”



He turned to look at Jenn, and she could see his eyes glistening. He swallowed thickly before continuing.



“I wanted you, Jenn. It’s always been you. I’d tell you I’m sorry about tonight, but I’m not. I wanted this – and it was so much better than I’d ever imagined. But I know that you made a huge sacrifice tonight, and that I have no right to ask you for anything. So I won’t. But I’m not going to let you go thinking that you were just a good time to me. I know you love Eddie, and that he loves you. But I love you too. And that’s what I showed you tonight; that I love you.”



Jenn’s throat went dry. She hadn’t expected any of what he’d said – she had no idea he felt that way. It seemed so surreal. They were silent again for a moment, and Christian finally looked beyond her towards her house.



“I guess you should probably go,” Christian said quietly. Jenn looked back at her house, and her heart felt heavy.



“I didn’t think it was just about sex,” she said lowly. Christian refocused on her. “I knew it was more than that. I…I wanted this as much as you did. You have nothing to apologize for. I should be the one apologizing to you.”



“Jenn-“



“No, really Chris. I shouldn’t have let things go this far. It was selfish of me. All I cared about was satisfying my curiosity; I didn’t think about the reprecussions or the people I could hurt with my actions. You deserve someone better.”



“There is no one better for me Jenn, not anymore.”



Jenn felt tears sting at her eyes again as she realize that he meant what he said. Why couldn’t he just be an insensitive jerk about this? It was already so hard.



“I don’t expect anything from you Jenn,” Christian repeated. “I’m still going to love you, no matter what. Maybe if I’d met you seventeen years ago…”



“You would have been 10 and I would have been 17.” Jenn answered, and then had to smile. “It just wasn’t meant to be Chris.”



Christian stared hard at her before nodding and looking away.



“Maybe not,” he said distantly. Jenn sighed.



“I…I don’t think we should keep in contact with each other anymore, Chris,” she said carefully.



Christian nodded, keeping his gaze away from her.



“I knew you’d say that.” he said. “I’ll respect that, for as long as you want me to.”



Jenn furrowed her brows in confusion.



“What do you mean?”



Christian turned to look at her, his brown eyes full of the intensity that she’d seen earlier. Despite what her mind was telling her, she felt her body start to hum again.



“You can deny it if you want, but I know that you love me too Jenn. When the time is right, you’ll follow your heart. And I’ll be waiting.”



Jenn’s heart stuttered at the finality in his voice. His gaze didn’t waver, and she knew he meant every word. She was at a loss as to what to say. She finally breathed when Christian broke his gaze to stare up at the house again.



“You should go, Jenn.” He said then. “I think Cassie’s waiting up for you.”



Jenn turned and looked, and sure enough, she saw Cassie’s head in the window briefly before the curtain fell back into place. Jenn was suddenly uneasy at the thought of facing Cassie. She knew her daughter would never be able to tell what happened by just looking at her, but it didn’t abate her fear. She turned back to Christian, who was staring at her again, his eyes now full of tenderness. It made Jenn want to cry and laugh all at once. How this beautiful man could fall for her she’d never know. He reached out and touched her cheek, slowy tracing her jaw line before inhaling deeply and letting his hand drop.



“Goodbye Christian.” Jenn said quietly, ignoring the fire that was left by his touch. Christian nodded at her.



“See you later,” He said pointedly.



Jenn shivered at his gaze before pulling the handle on the door and stepping out. She knew if she spent another minute in there with him, that she’d give in again, and she was already nauseous with what she’d done. She pushed his door closed and continued towards the house, refusing to look back. She had to forget this night, forget Christian Mario and forget what he could do to her. No more looking back.



As she reached the door, it opened, and Cassie’s head peeped out around it.



“Hey mom, she said brightly, looking out to the parked BMW before closing the door. Jenn pulled headed towards the stairs before turning and looking at Cassie.



“I thought I told you not to wait up?” Jenn said. Her tone came out harsher than she intended, but her nerves were raw. Cassie’s face fell slightly.



“Sorry,” she replied. “I couldn’t sleep so I just watched TV. I don’t like to sleep in the house alone.”



Jenn immediately felt badly for her attitude. She knew that Cassie had trouble sleeping alone in the house ever since the break in several months before. Jenn sighed apologetically.



“No, I’m sorry sweetheart,” Jenn said sincerely. “I’m just tired. We should head to bed.”



Cassie eyed her mother warily for a moment before walking up and giving her a big hug. Jenn tensed slightly at first, both out of surprise and out of fear. She could still feel the wetness between her nether lips that told of her activities, and she wanted nothing more than to wash Christian’s scent off of her.


Cassie knew that her mother was likely wondering where the hug was coming from, but she didn’t care. The whole night her mind had been running wild with what Sage had said the day before; and her imagination had conjured thoughts the made her sick to her stomach. But as she looked at her mother now, safely back in their house, she felt better immediately. In fact, she felt silly for ever thinking her mother was capable of doing anything to hurt their family. She squeezed a bit tighter, and then wrinkled her nose before pulling back. She leaned into her mother and sniffed.



“Is that…that smells like the cologne that Dr. Mario was wearing?” Cassie said, sniffing again. Jenn’s heart started pounding in her chest. Her panic started, but then her survival instinct kicked in.



“Yeah,” Jenn said as casually as she could. “I got chilly at the reception, so Chris lent me his jacket. It was drenched in the stuff.”



Cassie looked confused for a moment before smiling and nodding.



“Yeah,” Cassie said. “That happens all the time when Charles lends me his jackets too. Anyways, I should get to bed, I have to work tomorrow. G’night.”



Cassie kissed her mother on the cheek and started up the stairs.



“Goodnight honey. I love you.” Jenn said over her shoulder.



“Love you too,” she heard Cassie say, just before hearing her door close.



Jenn leaned onto the banister as her heart rate returned to normal. Even though it was an impossibility, she felt like she’d almost been caught. But what scared her even more, was the fact that the idea thrilled her slightly. She shook the thought from her head as she ascended the stairs to her room. She pulled off the dress and quickly rolled it into a ball before shoving it into a plastic bag. She was going to throw it out first thing in the morning.



It was only then that she realized that she’d never put her underwear back on; and that Christian had put it in his pocket. Jenn bit her lip as her clit throbbed at the memory. She walked to her bathroom and turned on the light, looking at herself fully in the mirror. Her body looked like it normally did, but for her swollen nipples and the small mark she had at her throat where Christian had bit and sucked it. Her eyes fell to her pussy, which was still slick. Her clit was still poking through even now, apparently still recovering from her earlier activities. Jenn looked back at her eyes in the mirror. She could see the glow on her skin.



She was staring at a completely satisfied woman; albeit one ridden with guilt. It was the first, and last time that she would ever feel something that incredible, and she both mourned and cheered the fact in her heart. It was the last time she’d ever feel Christian inside of her; or his life-giving essence in her womb. Her fingers slipped down to her pussy, and she jumped at the sensitivity. She was sore; she’d never been fucked so aggressively in her life. But it was a good pain; one she’d relish for as long as she could. She reached inside her folds and gathered some of the residual moisture before pulling them out and holding it before her. The last of Christian Mario, she thought, before rubbing it between her fingers.


She turned on the shower and sighed. Now she knew what it was like to go beyond temptation. What she didn’t know was whether or not she could come back.