Ah Michelle. I worked with her, we were friends, we had gone out with other work friends and had drinks, but I had never felt any sexual thoughts about her, plus she was married. It wasn’t like I could never be attracted to her, I had just never thought of it. She wasn’t unattractive, she was the definition of a big beautiful woman. Average height, huge breasts, big butt. She had perfect skin, and a great smile. Long dark brown hair. And gorgeous lips. We were making small talk at work one day, when the subject of computers came up. Myself being a computer science major began to talk up a storm, and Michelle asked me if I would mind coming over to her house and taking a look at her computer, since it had been acting up. I told her I’d love to.
    Later that afternoon I drove to her house, I almost go lost in the subdivision, but it was a beautiful day, and I had the window down and the A/C blowing up my shorts. After I found her house I got this weird feeling. I can’t quite explain it, but my heart began racing and my spine tingled. I took a deep breath and shook it off. Michelle greeted me with a warm smile and a hug, she was wearing light jeans and a pale pink button-up blouse with the top two buttons undone, leaving me a just tasteful enough view of her cleavage. She was also sipping a glass of wine. “Come in, let me show you the computer room.”
    The room was simple enough, a small room with a desk, and a couch. Michelle sat on the couch and I hopped on the computer and started with my geek work. We made small talk firstly about work, then about her house, she told me about how her husband always worked and never paid attention to her. I started to feel awkward, if she told me this at work I would just go find something to do, I’m not a marriage counselor, but I was stuck, she went on about how frustrating it was. Finally finished with the first round of problems and restarted her computer. I turned around to talk.
    “He always accuses me of cheating, but he never has proof. I think he’s the one cheating.” She told me chugging the rest of her wine. “Sometimes I want to cheat on him just so the next time he accuses me I can say ‘Yes!  I cheated, so fuck off!’”
    I asked her if she ever tried. “Well I did once, online, but the guy backed out, and never got back to me.” I sat down on the couch next to her. “You know if you’re not happy you need to tell him, give him an ultimatum that forces…” I was cut off. Michelle leaned over and kissed me. Her lips were soft and supple, she tasted like wine, and I could feel her body heat radiating off her body. She leaned back suddenly and apologized. “I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me. I think it’s jus that your actually paying attention to me and the wine. I’m sorry.” I looked into her brown eyes unsure of what to say. I’d never looked at her like this. But after she kissed me I was incredibly turned on. She looked nervous, so I placed my hand on her knee and kissed her. Harder than she kissed me, and I even slipped her some tongue. She reciprocated and put her hand on my cheek. We kissed on the couch like two teenagers making out for the first time, unsure of where to put our hands, and what to do next, but completely into what the other person was doing.
    I pulled back. “Michelle, I don’t know… I… your married, and… I’m so confused and … horny.” She looked at me and smiled “It’s alright.” She said and she began to unbutton her blouse.  My breathing increased, and I got the tingly spine again. She slowly pulled off her shirt, arching her back to push her giant breasts in the pink lacy bra outwards. Her body was a temple to big women, no stretch marks, and perfectly clear skin. I was speechless, and motionless. Michelle smiled and took my hand, then ever so gently placed it on her breast. I felt her breathing and I felt my pants get considerably tighter. We  started kissing again, and she pulled off my shirt, she stopped for a moment, I was pretty fit, I had been a swimmer in high school and kept the physique. She ran her fingers over my chest and washboard abs. Then she teased my waistline. “Does he want to come out?” She asked. “Yeah, but not without some friends.” I answered. Michelle obliged, and unhooked her bra and undid her pants. I slid off her pants as she removed her bra. Then I almost came.
    She had creamy smooth thighs and matching underwear, and her nipples were perfectly round and soft. I leaned over and gently licked one. She moaned and grabbed my hair. I felt her nipple harden in my mouth, and I reached for the other boob and started to play with it as I sucked on the first one. Michelle started gyrating her hips, but I didn’t want to go there yet, I switched boobs and with my free hand slowly delve downward and began to caress her legs.  She moaned louder and before I lost all control I asked if she had a bed. Michelle pulled me up and across the hall to he bedroom with a king size bed and fell backwards onto it. With her legs spread wide and her hands playing with her boobs. I took the hint. And pulled off her panties. Then just to make her happy, slid off my shorts and surprised her again. “I didn’t know you went commando!” She exclaimed “And wow, that is the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen.” I smiled and let my eight and a half inch cock with the hair trimmed and shaved glow. “You have a porno penis.” she said. “Thanks… You’re not half bad yourself.” her pussy was entirely shaved and had the glow of a pink virgin vagina. She slid her hands down and played with the smooth pussy and pulled back her lips inviting me to explore, and explore I did. I planted my face right on top of her clit and began lapping and sucking as Michelle cried out in ecstasy. Her pussy tasted as good as her lips. I thoroughly enjoyed licking it. I even felt her quiver as I licked.
    Soon after the quiver that shook her thighs like jell-o, Michelle pulled me up and kissed me. My dick instinctively found it’s way into he pussy and the both of us paused. It was a sensual overload. The heat of her body, the smell of her perfume, her smooth skin, and wet pussy. “I can feel the ridges of you cock.” She told me as she ran her hands down my back and onto my ass. I took a deep breath and began to slowly move my cock out and in, and out and in. Michelle did not let go of my ass, but did throw her head back and moan. I worked into a good rhythm when Michelle rolled us over and pinned me down, she then began to do the work. She sat up and I watched as her whole body bounced with each downward thrust. My cock was beginning to get close to exploding. I hadn’t ejaculated in a few days and knew my next load would be big. Michelle winked at me and licked her lips. She quickly pulled off my cock, spun around backwards and sat back down, into the reverse cowgirl position. I ran my hands up her back and gripped her smooth hair, and like a tower she fell backwards onto me and I instinctively started fucking her from underneath. I also managed to reach around and massage her clit. My thrusts became violent pounds as I neared orgasm, and Michelle’s body started quivering again. She let out a loud yelp and arched her back the instant I released  the first shot of hot cum into her pussy. Her vagina tensed and seemed to squeeze every ounce of cum out of my dick. She rolled off of me. And buried her face in a pillow. I lay, breathless and relaxed. Michelle turned her head and through her hair, said. “You can come over anytime and do that.”
    The next day was normal enough, I didn’t even see Michelle till it was almost time to go home. I said hi. She smiled, there was an awkward silence. Then she said; “So last night I ran out for some groceries and when I came home I caught my husband with his secretary. So I’m moving out, I was wondering if you would mind coming over when I get a new place and giving me a special housewarming gift?” I looked her in the eyes and told her I’d be more than happy to oblige, and this time, I’d bring the wine.