I suppose you could say our relationship has moved to the next level. Things got a litte carried away when we dry humped in a local park. I'm mortified as we walk back. We were standing in the middle of a busy park, so overwhelmed by sexual tension that we were oblivious to what we were doing. Normally, I wouldn't even kiss in public. On Friday, as we kiss, he caresses inside my thigh. I feel clumsy and unsure of what to do. I'm not 16, and haven't been for a long time. Well we figure it out and both go back to work satisfied.
The following Monday, we both arrange to start work at 10am, in hope the car park will be quieter. We get carried away, and I give him a hand job. He tries to pleasure me, but although lovely, its not quite orgasmic. So another new routine is set; every 2/3 days we meet in the car and things become sexual, and the rest of the time we spend chatting and holding hands. It upsets me the thought of him being home with his wife.
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