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I'm a married man and I have been cheating with my coworker who is also married, 10 years older than me and with a kid. It started out just talking, joking sexual humor and the subtle comments, compliments. That progressed to dirty texts and sending pictures even videos to each other. Eventually it led to us making out in the backseat, getting head and eventually getting a hotel room for sex. We both love our spouses. its just for fun, we don't want to be in a relationship with each other. Its just physical.
I am a 27 year old virgin guy with a huge foot fetish. I like heavy women with thick feet, specially ebonies and mature asian women. Ebony and Asian women have the best feet in the world. I really like thick feet with short toes and meaty heels. Juicy wrinkled soles are my weakness.
My Aunt is a big fat woman in her late 40s and has very meaty feet with short toes and bulging heels. Her size is US 8. I used to sleep at her home and sneak in her room at night. She is a heavy sleeper and I used to uncover her feet and jerk off to them. I used to cum on her flip flops, sandals and flats. Once I got so horny and took my kink to extreme level. I wore her bra and panty, put on her flip flops and walked around the house. Then I went to her room and put her undergarments off in front of her sleeping and cummed on her flip flops. I was too scared to do that because I was afraid that if she woke up and saw me naked and wanking in front of her, I'll be finished. I still did that and saw her walking in her flipflops I cummed on last night. That gave me an sense of satisfaction. I have really wanted to worship her feet but was too scared to do that because I did not want to get caught.
My fetish has made me do so many crazy things. My neighbour who is a very sexy milf with ultra sexy feet, used to keep her flipflops on her porch and when I saw that, I went so crazy. I used to steal her flip flops at night, rub them with my dick and put them back after cumming on them.
Once I cummed in a woman's flats while travelling on a bus. It was a long journey, I was sitting behind that woman. She was wearing red flats. I put my phone out and used the camera to see if she has her heels popped out of the flats. Her feet were out of the flats and she had her head tilted on the window. I assumed that she fell asleep while on the way. I quickly dragged one flat of hers towards me with my foot and covered my lap with my bag. I started jerking off, I was really scared to do that in public but luckily no one noticed as I was sitting on the very end of the bus. I exploded and filled her flat with my cum. I put it back just before getting off at my stop and that woman noticed that something sticky is inside her footwear. She started looking around but at time I had almost got off the bus.
I have fooled my female coworkers so many times and have got them to send pictures of their feet. There is skinny Indian girl in my office who leaves her footwear under her desk daily. I cum on her shoes every day after the office hours.
I know I am a pervert and get aroused by a non sexual thing. But I cannot stop it and the more I try the more I lose. I want someone to be as crazy as me and understand my needs. I want to stop doing all this and want to do all the stuff with one woman only.
I used to work at a library after high school. I was 21 and there were a lot of younger, teenage girls that worked there. One of them, on her first day grabbed my crotch and told me she was good at giving blowjobs. We would fool around at work, secretly. One day she texted me that she was home from school and alone, so I went over on my lunch hour. She proceeded to blow me and I took her virginity in her bedroom. We hooked up a few times afterwards. Years later (now both of us married) we got back in touch and picked up where we left off.
I am still way too infatuated with my co-worker. It's not healthy. He's dating this girl and hasn't been talking about her, but he's started mentioning her in random conversations and every single time I get this PANG in the pit of my stomach. I almost start sweating and shaking. I'm so fucking jealous. We sit next to each other for 8 hours a day and I'm the first he shows anything randomly funny he's found on Twitter or whatever but then he goes straight to send it to her. And I can see his screen and they're talking all day everyday and he's downplaying it but I think it's going pretty well for them.
But then we're fucking laughing until tears are happening and we're on the same wavelength and he asks all the right questions. And he obviously knows that I don't really talk about my shit with anyone else because he never asks personal questions when the others are in the office. When we're alone we talk about so much other stuff and there's so much eye contact and he does that thing where you look in someones eyes and then look at their lips and then up again - repeat ad nauseum - and that never happens if you're not thinking about kissing someone.
And I think he feels the chemistry too but I don't know what his motivation is for pulling back. We've talked about how he feels like he notices everything, and especially physical touch, and we used to like rest our legs together when I'd watch something on his screen. Or his arm would continually touch mine when he'd show me something on mine. He stopped that. He stopped that intentionally enough that I can tell the difference.
And it would be so stupid for anything to happen - we sit next to each other every fucking day, we work so closely together on projects and I LOVE my job. It's my dream and I've worked so hard to get here. I don't want to fuck it up in any way. So it's probably better this way.
It's just so incredibly hard when all I think about is kissing him.
I'm writing about this now because if I don't, it'll well up inside of me until I explode. My coworker Jessica, (real name) will not be driven to or from work by me any more. Me and Jessica both work at Giant Eagle but she used to get rides to and from work by either her mom or her dad as she doesn't know how to drive. A few years ago, her dad died two days shy of his 74th birthday leaving just her and her mom. At first, her mom would work swing shifts. If her mom worked the morning shift one week, then Jessica's mom could take her to work and then take her home. If her mom worked the night shift, she could still take her to and from work but would be tired by getting up so early. Eventually, I agreed to take Jessica to work or to her house depending on whenever her mom was working the night shift so she could get some sleep and if Jessica needed me to pick her up or take her home. One day, her mom started working the night shift so by the time her mom got home, she was exhausted. Eventually, I agreed to pick up and take Jessica back from work if our shifts started at the same time and/or ended near the same time. Ex. If I was done at 4:00 p.m. and she was done at 5:00 p.m., then I would take her home. We then both agreed that instead of waiting an hour for each other. We would wait for each other if our shifts ended at only thirty minutes apart as we both felt it was unfair to the other if we had to wait for over an hour. We also agreed that if I couldn't make it to pick her up due to any reason i.e., being sick, funeral etc. That I would call her and let her know. The thing about Jessica is that she would be very appreciative if I could pick her up and take her back but, if I explained a legit reason for why I couldn't take her home or pick her up, her response was always, "Yeah, fine, whatever!" in an upset voice. One day, my dad went to get his second covid vaccination shot so I texted her to let her know that I might not be able to pick her up because it is true that some people do get sick after the second shot. And if it happened to my dad that I was going to stay home to take care of my dad. She at first agreed to see what the word was but, a few minutes later, when I texted her again and said that I couldn't pick her up, guess what her response was. I was angry that she didn't believe me so I deleted her number from my phone. It was only a flip phone at the time so I couldn't block her. Eventually, I decided to give her another chance and put her back in my contacts. Eventually I got a Samsung phone so this next part helps. Since it's winter time now. We both agreed that depending on the conditions of the road if it were to snow or if I couldn't pull out into the street because of said snow, I would text her and let her know that I can't pick her up. It eventually snowed and because of that, my car was stuck. Yesterday, Jessica contacted me and asked me if I could take her to work and even gave me her schedule. I told her I couldn't and explained the situation. She asked me if I couldn't just shovel my car out and pick her up. I said I had but my car was still stuck. Her response? "Okay. Fine.....Forget it!" and then she placed a disappointed emoji next to the message. Once again, she was angry at me for something I have absolutely no control over. Well, no more. I blocked Jessica's number and then deleted her from my contacts. When I do see her next week, I'm going to tell her basically what I've put here. That every time I have an honest reason for not being able to pick her up or take her back she gets angry and doesn't believe me. I'm also going to tell her that from now on, her mom can start taking her to work and back home because I'm done with her. Hopefully Jessica will learn a lesson from this. That she should consider herself lucky and be thankful that I was willing to take her to and from work when she needed me to But from this day forward, her mom will have to take her because I'm sick and tired of her pissy attitude when I can't do one, the other or both.
A lesbian coworker ran her hand up my crotch and I said nothing. I kind of liked it and now I am worried because I keep thinking about it which makes me curious for a girl experience. I'm married which makes this all the wierder for me. I'm confused now and even imagining my husband joining after me and my new friend get to know one another a bit better. Why am I feeling nasty, naughty, and so curious?
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At 18 I got married as a virgin to my high shcool sweetheart. Five years later and he is still the only one I want to be with. But now I have started masturbating to the tune of a younger coworker. She compliments me and says sweet and innocent little things. I find myself getting aroused. A few times I wanted to touch myself. I could not wait to get home. I am straight but I have started fantasizing of her. I am suddenly curious to another girl. Like now, I masturbate and dream of different scenerios. I want my husband to walk in on us naked. We are so busy that he isn't noticed. I am on my knees with my ass in the air tongueing her pussy, squeezing her round tight ass, rubbing her perky tits, and kissing her lips. Then out of nowhere my husband slides his big fat cock in me and pounds me to orgasm. Then he pounds her as I ride her face. My husband fucks good so she will not be disappointed. I want to watch and participate at the same time. I know how to please myself, so I am confident I will please her pussy good. I want her to feel what I am feeling.
My fantasies may not come true but you know what I will masturbating to. At least into the near future.
I cannot believie I just wrote my confession(s)!!! I am wrong.
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Today is Valentine's day and I'm embarrassed because there is a married woman in the office who has been off and on flirting with me for a few years now and today, she is ignoring me. But, there is more to this story than that.
We were fine as friendly coworkers until she recently suggested we go out to lunch. We had a great time and it seemed to me that she was flirting with me even more, so I flirted back. Then for Christmas she gave me a key ring that had a heart on it and I gave her a CD that had some songs that were special to me. I thought she was interested in more than flirting so I told her how beautiful I thought she was and how much I wanted to go out on another lunch together. I thought I was sharing feelings that she was hoping to hear from me, but now it feel like I over-shared and pushed her away.
In December I had also worked on finding her a personalized Valentine's gift. But, since my "over-sharing", she has been ignoring me. I have this gift that I can't give her and the whole thing is embarrassing to me. The gift sits under my desk and it makes me sad.
Seeing her makes me sad. I know folks will say, I'm an idiot for thinking she would want to have an affair with me, but I'm also married and I really thought she wanted to have that with me. I still have the heart shaped key-ring. I'm sure I will feel better tomorrow - but for today it's Valentine's day and I feel horrible.
I want to pound the shit out of one of my coworkers. I bought her a pregnancy test today because she thinks she's pregnant. wish it was mine.
I am a married man, but I have been in love with and fantasized about a woman named Suzanne, who was my co-worker and is now my longtime friend. I am thinking about proposing a secret, sexual relationship to Suzanne, but it would require her to agree to 10 conditions, and I don't know if she would agree to even just one:
(1) she must show up at my home every night at 10pm and leave at 2am;
(2) she must be wearing no more than 5 items of clothing -- a shoe counts as one item;
(3) she must obediently submit to whatever I ask her to do;
(4) she must be prepared to be nude in an outdoor or public setting of my choice;
(5) she must be prepared to receive pain that I inflict that may cause non-permanent injuries such as bruises, welts, and cuts;
(6) she must be prepared to receive unprotected vaginal sex;
(7) she must be prepared to receive unprotected anal sex;
(8) she must be prepared to receive throat fucking that may cause her to puke repeatedly;
(9) she must be prepared to receive golden showers and to swallow urine; and
(10) she must be prepared to receive urine inside of her vagina, her rectum, and her throat.
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I hate it when my coworkers and managers talk to me. I don't know why but, for the past few weeks I have found myself beginning to hate it when the people I work for talk to me and I wish that they would not speak to me at all. Every time I'm at work and they speak to me, I feel myself getting angry and want to tell them to shut up. I have no problem talking to other people. Customers, employees from other business, my own family. But, when a manager or coworker talks to me, I get angry and fight back the urge to either tell them to not talk to me or outright tell them to shut up. The worst part is, I fear that one day I might suddenly snap and scream at them, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
I have had lustful thoughts about having gay sex with one of my coworkers, more of me giving him really deep oral sex and making him cum like he has never cum before. He has kind of hinted in the past that he would "let a guy suck him off" especially since his wife won't give him sex. I daydream that he comes into my office and starts touching himself while hes talking to me and I finally ask him if I can suck his dick. He pulls it out and he's hard and I take him into my mouth and just work his cock til he explodes.
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