“You still have it, Heidi.”

That’s what the 39-year-old branch chief thought to herself as she felt her coworker Michael’s eyes on her in the airplane seat next to her, gazing at her legs in the skirt of her business suit as she lay back to relax.

Michael was the office hunk — an athlete in college who graduated at the top of his class. His hiring had been met with enthusiasm by every-one in the office. The men remembered him from their college-basketball tournament pools; the women viewed him as both eye candy and a dashing leader, both socially and in the boardroom. He was tall, black, handsome and fit. And now, relaxing, his tall blonde boss took off her black patent-leather pumps, leaving her in her stocking feet.

Her thought before falling asleep for her nap was how good it felt to be appreciated by a younger man, one she was very attracted to. “Damn right I’m a cougar,” she thought before drifting off. “If my husband only knew how Michael was looking at me!”

As with many married couples, Heidi and Peter’s intimacy had lost some spice after a dozen years together. Now, on their anniversary, they were preparing to make love. That was the problem. It wasn’t spontaneous; it was scheduled.

“Let’s not make too much noise,” she said. “Because the kids are asleep.”

“Did you take your Pill?” he asked. “Or will I need a condom?”

Still, Heidi was alluring coming out of the master bedroom’s half-bath in a white lace teddy and Marabou slippers to join Peter in their bed. There was the smell of the perfume she had put on along with refreshing her makeup. She still had her figure, and her height gave her a statuesque appearance as she sat on the bed. A shiver went down her spine when her husband took the straps down from her teddy and began to kiss her neck and shoulders. She slipped out of her heels, and he took off his silk boxers, freeing his seven-inch cock. He sat on the edge of the bed, and she knelt before him and fellated him. He lay back on his bed focusing on the sensations. His mind left to wander, Peter realized how routine their lovemaking had become. It was time to do something different.

Putting his hands on Heidi’s head and playing with her hair, he asked, “What if that was another man’s cock? Would you like that?”

The fact that he had articulated this to his wife surprised even him! He looked down and saw the shock in her eyes looking up to him.

“A little spice for my wife?” he said. “There would be an endless line of suitors for you.”

Heidi’s right hand focused on her clit while she tightened the grip of her left hand on Peter’s cock.

“Oh, you want your release?” he teased.

His cock began to throb with her response. He took her cheeks in his hands, lifted her head off his cock and bent down and gave her a passionate kiss. When it was over, he looked in her face. She had a sexy, silent, shocked look he’d never seen before.

“Maybe it’s time you go all the way with your lover,” he said, throwing her on the bed, lying back.

He spread her legs and knelt between them, then leaned forward and stretched his body out over hers. Their tongues danced. “Cheating on your husband on your anniversary?” he whispered in her ear. “Bad girl!”

While he continued his lurid talk, she moaned and reached for his cock. “You want to put your lover inside you? You need to feel another man? You want to become an adulteress?”

“God, Peter!” She cried as she felt his cock in her pussy. He silenced her with another kiss.

Instead of trying to speak, she moaned as he penetrated her with rapid strokes. As the fucking became more intense, he lifted her hips to thrust deeper in her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him to her. That caused him to come deep inside her, and the feeling of his jism splashing in her womb triggered her release. It was the first time since their honeymoon that the couple had come together.

Several minutes later, in a post-coital embrace, Peter whispered in Heidi’s ear, “What was his name?”

She had come so hard, she was drifting to sleep. Unconsciously, she replied softly, “Michael.”

Three weeks later, Heidi’s CEO called from the main office to tell her she was to go on a consulting trip for a new branch office. “We’d like you to take Michael,” he said. “We like the work he’s done and would like to evaluate him to head the new office.”

The trip would be next week. She thought about refusing, but realized she had no reason to do so. She could hardly say, “I will not go with Michael because in my kinkiest fantasies I’m having an affair with him.”

It was silly. He had to be ten years younger than her. As dashing as he might be, this couldn’t happen, and wouldn’t happen. She was married. She was his boss. One thing she certainly wasn’t going to do, however, was tell Peter who she was traveling with. Ever since her anniversary he had been asking her who Michael was.

The trip was to last a week. Michael proved himself to be a skilled and charismatic instructor, a worthy leader of the new branch. The training was going swimmingly. When the day’s work was done, Heidi and Michael bonded over dinners, discussing work and personnel. And she learned why so many of the secretaries had been swooning since he was hired. Oh, she’d felt it herself before the trip. Which explained why it had been his image that popped into her mind when her husband teased her about taking a lover. But now, with a real chance to work and dine with Michael, Heidi was really getting to know him — to think, to laugh, to blush.

She also saw the look in his eyes when they were together, the same look she had seen on the plane. So, he was attracted to her too! She agonized. Would Peter really get turned on by an adulterous tryst? Then, she had never been with a black man. And there was his age. As the week passed, falling asleep became difficult. Michael was in the next room. She had been told confidentially that the company would offer him the position as branch chief, requiring his relocation. If Peter really wanted her to have another man, she would never have a more satisfying opportunity. And since Michael would be leaving, the fling could be discreet and a one-time thing. With some down time, Heidi went shopping to clear her head.

After buying gifts for the children, she found herself drawn to a dress shop. “I could use something really nice for the banquet at week’s end,” she thought, wanting subconsciously to present herself in the best possible light for Michael in what might be her last chance to socialize with him.

At the large banquet on the final night of the trip, Michael was introduced as the branch chief, the position Heidi had back home. A celebratory reception followed at the hotel bar. As the reception broke up, Michael pulled Heidi away and thanked her for her support. He told her he would miss her. Then he said, “Would you care for one last drink from the mini-bar in my room, Heidi?”

There it was. The offer. The chance.

Heidi knew she shouldn’t. She was still his boss. He was, for the time being anyway, her employee. But, she considered, ultimately it was her decision. She was still in control. It was the last time that evening that she was in control. Michael walked over to Heidi from the mini bar with a glass of chilled wine. Though she stood five feet ten, he was a good seven inches taller, and as he looked down at his prey, he handed her the glass.

He thought, “Sleeping with a secretary was one thing, but seducing your married boss is another, on so many levels.” There was an ego factor, of course. In a career notable for its rapid rise, Heidi would be Michael’s biggest conquest to date. No words were spoken. The look in her eyes was all the invitation he needed. He lifted her chin, paused and gave her a delicious kiss. Tingles took over her body as she returned the kiss. His large hands pulled her closer to him, caressed her. The strong executive woman in Heidi was losing out to instinct. Michael was no longer her subordinate; he was an exotic younger man who found her desirable. She was no longer a nearing 40 professional; she was a beautiful woman at her sexual peak.

“Go for it, girl,” she thought. “Peter wants you to do this as much as you do.”

All hesitation went out of her mind. Heidi’s encouragement was the signal to Michael to go further. He pulled her down to the bed. Soon she saw her clothes on the floor. A true pro, he undid the clasp of her bra with ease. She slipped off her own heels, leaving her in only pantyhose and the panties underneath.

Now it was her turn to undress her new lover. His torso was delightfully dark and muscular, still wonderfully developed from his days on the hardwood. As arousing as this sight was, she found an even more delicious treat when she unbuckled his belt, lowered his pants and discovered what she had suspected when she felt that bulge on her thigh during their foreplay. Michael was blessed.

Heidi held his cock as it grew in her hand. It was uncut, a new experience for her. It grew increasingly long and thick. She was drawn to it. Before long he was lying on his back and she was holding it with both hands, unsure what to do with the foreskin.

“Be gentle,” Michael said, sensing her uncertainty. “Just glide it back and forth easily, smoothly.”

Heidi slowly pulled the foreskin back and was about to put her lips on the tip when Michael spoke again. “Unless you just want me to fuck you!”

Heidi grinned before replying. “Now that’s sexual harassment,” she said in her sexiest voice.

Michael didn’t answer. Instead he pulled Heidi to him for a kiss. He could still feel her vaginal heat through her pantyhose. He began peeling it down her sticky middle, until she broke their embrace to slide the hose off her legs. Then she lay back, and he took the cue to spread her legs and kneel between them and mount her. With the gorgeous image of Michael’s body above her, Heidi reached for his cock and guided it to her. But she knew he was in command. He had seduced her and now teased her. Even with her hand on his pulsing erection, he had enough strength and control to slide it back and forth on her vaginal lips.

Each time the tip touched her womanhood, she let out a groan. Finally she looked at him and hissed, “Stop teasing me! Just fuck me!”

“As you wish,” he replied, then thrust inside her.

Heidi lay back and tried to just enjoy the sensations. Michael was larger than what she was used to. It would take her some time to adjust. Her moans were part pleasure, part pain, but to him they were sweet encouragement. He felt like a king. This wasn’t some cheerleader at a frat house. This was another man’s wife, and his boss to boot. Heidi, meanwhile, hadn’t felt this sexy in years. Here was this tall, dark and handsome man, a decade younger than her, bold and smooth enough to make a play for her despite the risks of this affair. Yet what was happening had been so natural, and the hard cock in her pussy felt electric!

Heidi dug her fingers into Michael’s back and wrapped her legs around his body, crying for him to give her more. He plowed into his boss with abandon, and the sex got more passionate. As the pace increased, she opened her eyes and saw his wonderfully developed dark torso. And shortly after, she began coming powerfully.

God, this was really happening, she thought. She closed her eyes, keeping the vision in her mind as Michael held her through her cries of joy, then kissed her passionately. He had youthful stamina, and his cock was touching parts of her no man had before. The sensations were exquisite. She was being fucked like never before. She was totally under his spell.

Lying on her back again, with her legs in the air and her head thrashing back and forth, she enthusiastically played slut. “Fuck me, Michael! Fuck me! Oh God!”

To Michael, his uncut cock felt wonderful in Heidi’s tight cunt. He was intoxicated by her submission and prepared to spread his seed in his married boss. Pinning her legs back, he looked in her eyes and told her what to expect. “I’m going to come inside you.”

The skilled cocksman intensified the moment by kissing her, magnifying the sensations they both felt as he spurted his come in her vagina. And she found herself climaxing. She broke the kiss to scream her pleasure, completing her first adulterous experience.

“That was amazing,” Heidi said in the afterglow. “You were just so good.”

“Oh, so were you,” her lover replied, drawing her into his powerful arms for a long kiss.

Thoughts began to creep into Heidi’s mind. How would this affect her professionally? Would her husband really get off on what she had done? Had she really been so submissive? Was it wrong to like it? Did she want this to continue into a long-distance affair? But for now none of that mattered. All that mattered was this night, and her pleasure.

Feeling Michael’s cock on her thigh, Heidi became aroused. Her previous attempt at sucking her first uncut cock hadn’t been completed. Now she moved down to study it, touch it, taste it. It became erect in her grasp. She had a pensive moment looking at the contrast of Michael’s rigid dark cock with her white hand holding it, accentuated by her wedding ring. Aroused by the sight, she looked up. “Gently take the foreskin back?”

“Yes, gently,” he said. “Use the hand without the ring.” Heidi did as she was told. She delighted in engulfing Michael’s cockhead with her mouth, licking the shaft and holding his balls — and tasting both him and herself on the shaft. Then she realized that with his eyes closed and a smile on his face as he lay back, she could be the one in charge! Almost as if to be cruel, she stopped sucking him and simply held his slick, pulsating hardness while looking up at him.

“I have to stop,” she said, releasing his cock.

“What? Why?”

“I need to go to the bathroom to freshen up,” she replied. Scooping up her clothes and purse, Heidi went to the connecting door between her room and his. “My makeup is there.” Then she teased, “I’ll be back.”

Michael was in no mood to wait. He had blue balls and was in need of further release. After a few moments he decided to be bold and crossed into Heidi’s room. She was in the bathroom, standing before the vanity and the wall mirror, retouching her mascara. He entered quietly, then grabbed her hips and nuzzled her neck. She responded by playfully swiping him away, until the sight in the mirror overtook her senses. She saw Michael’s sculpted body behind her, and the stark, alluring contrast between their black and white skin as his hands went to her breasts. Helpless against the lust engulfing her body, she moaned and savored it. Michael’s right hand left Heidi’s tit and went to her shoulder, gently pushing her down. As he did, she spread her legs wider.

Looking in the mirror, she saw him holding his long cock and watched delightedly as he slid it once again inside her. Now she took the hard fucking of a lifetime. Every time she saw him in the mirror, his muscles glistened as he pounded into her. She held on to the vanity, discovering that in this position she could take him even deeper than before. While holding firmly onto Heidi’s hips, Michael continued to pound into her with long, powerful strokes. She instinctively made herself more receptive to his thrusts, rising on her toes to accept the penetration and pushing her ass into his groin. But at other times she just relaxed and rejoiced in the piston action in her cunt. Michael liked what he saw: the passion on Heidi’s face, the curves of her ass, her shapely legs. She was a beautiful cougar, completely at his mercy.

The hard fucking knocked over many of Heidi’s toiletries and makeup on the vanity. Yet one item on the sink stayed standing. It was a full vial of pills that caught Michael’s eye. A devilish idea went through his mind. This sex was too good to be merely a one-night stand, and maybe there was a way it didn’t have to be. Thinking with his cock, he took his left hand off her hip and picked the vial up, holding it to the mirror. “What’s this?” Michael asked, never losing pace with his powerful fucking, and keeping Heidi on edge.

Heidi opened her eyes through her gasps. “Birth — ow! — birth control pills.” She wanted to add, “Put them down,” but she couldn’t. The fullness in her pussy, the emotions she was feeling, it was all too intoxicating. So Michael flipped the lid off the vial with his thumb and poured the pills into the toilet beside the sink! Heidi knew she should ask what the hell he thought he was doing. But her body defied her.

Michael throwing away her birth control channeled an instinctive need inside her — the reason to have sex itself. Before she could speak, triggered by lust, need and taboo, she came. A twinge of heat went through her core, and she felt tingles throughout her body. The muscles in her vagina contracted, trying to squeeze the semen out of the big black cock inside her. With Heidi’s tight pussy milking his cock, Michael could hold out no longer, and once again emptied his balls in her.

She tried to grab hold of the vanity, but the sensations she felt were just too much. As she cried out in ecstasy, the semen spraying inside her spread a feeling of warmth from her womb to her entire body, making it numb. As she nearly passed out, Michael, still inside her, cradled her in his strong arms. Holding her limp and in a daze, he carried her to the bed in her room. When she regained awareness, she found herself under the covers with her new lover — spent, happy, carefree. They caressed each other, marveling at the skin contrasts that suddenly seemed to be full of meaning. They kissed each other tenderly. No words were spoken as they drifted to sleep.

Peter was waiting for Heidi at the airport to drive her home. “Peter,” she said in the car, “on the way home could we stop by the drugstore? I need to pick up a prescription.”

“What for?”

“My birth control pills,” she replied.

“Michael took them from me while we were fucking. I need to make sure I don’t get knocked up.”

The shock this caused Peter nearly caused an accident.

“That’s right,” Heidi said, giggling devilishly, in control of her husband’s arousal. “Don’t worry, I’ll tell you all about it in good time.”

Peter was on pins and needles with a raging hard-on as his wife teased him with her revelations for the rest of the trip home. So Michael was real. He was a coworker of Heidi’s. He was a young black stud. That night in bed, while Peter was eating Heidi’s pussy, trying in vain to taste some of what Michael had left inside her, she told the story of how she had been seduced.

“Yes, that’s it,” she said. “Oh, it was beautiful, looking in the mirror at his black body against my body. God, his cock was so-o-o big.” Peter was on the edge, listening to his fantasy coming true. After licking Heidi to a climax and convincing himself that her pussy was saltier than ever before, he mounted her, hoping to feel sloppy seconds.

“When he saw my pills, he asked me what they were, and when I told him, he threw them in the toilet.” With this revelation, Peter spewed what seemed like a gallon of come in Heidi.

“Oh, you like that?” she teased.

“You’d like me to get pregnant again?”

“I’ve thought about it,” Peter replied, still inside her, taking his now-adulterous wife in his arms.

“Me too,” Heidi said, smiling. “Who should be the father?”