Sex with my boss in his shop 1

I am eight months pregnant now. I'm feeling very insecure because I've come so far with my baby and   I fear that something may go wrong in the last month or during delivery. We are going to try for a normal vaginal delivery. Our new HDB flat is nicely furnished now and all the furniture, cooking stuff, dining stuff, and baby stuff, they've all been prepared. It's so expensive to have a baby! I've been reading books on suckling my baby and would like to breast feed him.

It's that time of the night again. It's 4 in the morning and Tom is asleep. We've not and sex for a couple of months now because he's afraid of hurting the baby. Most moms i know don't have any sexual urges during and after pregnancy but Ive woken up with a wet dream. Not the first I've had. My girlfriends don't have them so they say I'm oversexed. I suppose it's the pregnancy hormones. Or that Tom and I haven't been doing it. Then last night as I was falling asleep, my surfing led me to a porn site by accident and I just carried on clicking and ended up watching videos of muscular men fucking curvaceous women. As I fell asleep, images of hard rumps and brawny shoulders and hard cocks pumping into vulvas revolved into a wet dream. I was in Fred's shop again. We had locked the shop door and gone into the fitting room and he was pumping me hard from behind. I woke up wet and horny.

Tom and I are going to raise a family and I'm going to be faithful to Tom. We are very happy together, much happier than when I was with Fred. There's no question I'm plan to spend the rest of my life with Tom. I looked over at him sleeping soundly. He has been tired because his department has  some responsibilities helping out with the Singapore 50th anniversary celebrations, and his boss is pressurizing everyone not to screw up. What I'm going to do is not going to hurt him. I reached down under the bedsheets and rub my clitoris.

I think back a decade to how my long affair with my boss started. In my last post, I had invited him to my home after a Saturday night date when his wife was out of town. He left sunday morning. Monday morning, I was happy and humming songs to myself as I unlocked and prepared the shop for business. I didn't know if he was coming to the shop but when he did turn up, my heart skipped a beat. I wanted to greet him with a hug and started towards him but suddenly I jerked to a halt and
held back, my hands arrested in the air on the way to his neck. I was afraid of being too familiar.
Maybe his attentiveness and charming manners were just to get me I to bed. Maybe all he wanted from me was a fuck and after getting what he wanted, I was no longer wanted. He watched what I did and smiled warmly, "I'm waiting for my hug!" He said. At that I flung my arms around his neck and buried my face in his muscle clad chest. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me against
his warm body. We hugged for a while until I could feel his erection poking me in the belly. I looked up at him," you were very naughty last night." I said. "That's because you wanted me to be naughty." He teased. "No I didnt . You seduced me. I really dont want to waste any time on you..you're married with kids and it's not going to end well,...but it's because, because you made a deep impression on me
last night and I was really impressed by you and everything was so grand and I didn't want the night
to end yet, so I thought I could keep you a bit longer if I let you.....touch me but then you were so good, I couldn't stop you anymore, I was planning to have a little fun and then stop, but after a while I couldn't control myself anymore." I was breathless and nervous but he stopped me by kissing me full on the lips. I tried to back away and pushed against his shoulders but he wouldn't stop. "Someone will see us!" I hissed to try to escape. He held my wrist and dragged me into the fitting room....

I looked over at Tom. He was still sleeping but I was fully aroused. My gown was hitched up and I had taken one sphagettis strap off a shoulder exposing one breast. I had one hand on my nipple,
rubbing and pinching it, and one hand stroking my clitoris. I closed my eyes and continue to recall the scene many years ago. " someone will come into the shop," I said breathlessly from the long kiss. "They can't get into this fitting room."he said firmly, bolting the door. The he kissed me again. And I was lost. He kissed passionately and forcefully and invaded me with his tongue and chased and swirled and flitted with my tongue until our tongues were like two sexual organs rubbing against each
other. His cock was hard against my belly and my vulva and g string was completely soaked with my
juices. He yanked my tee off and continued kissing me. Then he unbuttoned my denim shorts as he continued to kiss me. They dropped to my ankles. I stepped out of them, but kept my heels on.  He undid my bra and bent over to kiss and nibble my nipples. The sensation of his short beard rubbing my breasts was exquisite. I arched backwards and pushed my breasts towards him for more stimulation. He was grabbing my buttocks and rubbing them round and round and using my body to massage his cock. He stopped to pull of his polo shirt and showed off his muscular chest and abds. He unbuttoned his jeans and after taking off his shoes, peeled off jeans and underwear so that he was completely naked.  I eyed him lustily.....