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Even after several years we continued our on again off again relationship as secret lovers I and my older English boss. There was a formal function we all had to attend and everyone brought their spouses. I was in-between boyfriends at the time and even though I could have drug someone along I knew he would be there with his wife so I wanted to go alone. I did my best to mingle and stay as far away from them as possible so I didn’t have to make eye contact with him. I don’t really remember saying hello to them but I suppose I must have. She was wearing a very trendy high fashion gown. Fashionable as it was it still looked to me like a southern bell had a fatal collision with a checkered cab because of its coloring and big poofy skirt. It was tea length which was a very bad choice for a person so short. She looked like Mary Poppins floating across the floor as you couldn’t see her tiny feet and her skirt was six inches off the ground. I on the other hand was totally different in my black slinky cocktail dress. The clingy fabric had a little silver thread running through it so it had a little shimmer to it. It went perfectly with my black suede pumps and crystal jewelry with my long blond hair flowing down in curls. He was wearing a dark three piece suit and looked so sexy I couldn’t stand it. I thought we would look much more like the perfect couple together than he and his wife. His six foot two inch frame by my five foot eleven both dressed in a classic style. He was so tall, sophisticated and elegant I thought he would look much nicer with a tall young leggy blond like almanbahis me on his arm. The formally served dinner was nice enough but I kept wondering where they were and hoping I just wouldn’t run into them at all. This was such an awkward situation. As much as I hated her for the way she treated him I still respected her because she was the mother of his beloved children. I wished no ill upon her yet just wanted to smack the shit out of her for treating such a wonderful man like a door mat. I thought I had seen them leave but I was trying to not pay attention to what they were doing on purpose. I didn’t notice him come right up behind me.He tapped me on the shoulder, looked in my eyes and said “Can I have this dance please” which completely startled and surprised me. It was a very formal party with a live band and I believe there was a waltz playing. I agreed nervously wondering where his wife was and he led me to the dance floor. Guiding me with one of his hands in the small of my back and holding my hand in his other we danced effortlessly. I felt like a feather gliding across the dance floor as he took the lead he was such a good dancer. We just looked and felt right together. As we danced he told me “You look very nice tonight” and I told him the same then whispered into his ear “Where is your wife?”   I was so caught up in the moment I really don’t remember what he said and didn’t really hear him clearly over the loud band. Maybe she had to leave early for some reason? The music was a lovely backdrop to being swept across the dance floor by the most exciting man I’ve ever almanbahis yeni giriş met. I felt like every eye in the room was on us and knew all our secrets. Couldn’t they all tell how much I wanted him by how I looked at him? All my senses were on overdrive. He was dancing with me in front of all of these people when he came here with his wife. How the hell could this be? It caught me totally off guard it was so very surprising and romantic. I was feeling every emotion imaginable so intensely. By the strong way he held me and the look on his face it seemed he didn’t care who saw how we looked at each other. Could he possibly be feeling as much passion and lust for me as I was for him? I really thought our cover was blown and we were about to be in big, big trouble. As fast as my fantasy dance was over he disappeared. I asked him “Can you meet me at my house for just a bit on the way to where ever you’re going?” “I’m sorry I can’t as I’m already late” he replied.I regret to this day not taking him to the nearest broom closet in that fancy private club or anywhere we could have been alone and fucking his brains out anyway he wanted it. I was too young and naive to realize I should have taken him every chance I could have. Maybe he was so exciting because he was forbidden fruit. Taboo – the older married man I should have nothing to do with. To just to hear, smell and taste him was so intoxicating. He really shook me up that night. I never wanted to feel anything for him but friendship or lust. There was no need for anything more with a married man as if almanbahis giriş that wasn’t a little to much already. It would be pointless to feel anything more but he did make me feel more during that dance. I wanted him so much it just hurt. It felt like I had the rug pulled out from under me. It was a scary feeling I had a hard time shaking off. Everything was fine when we were close all alone together in our own private little world but to have to be so close to him in front of everyone we knew and pretend I was just dancing with one of the bosses was killing me. After that formal party I had my sister take me to a club we used to hang out at and proceeded to drink enough white Russians and B52 shots to put myself into another state of existence. I could not think about him any more that night unless I wanted my head to explode. I don’t know where he went after that dance or if he thought of me at all. I did know I was developing a little hole deep inside that it seemed only he could fill. I wasn’t sure if that was a very good thing at all. All the other looser guys I dated and fucked around with never measured up to him. I felt like dating was fighting a loosing battle and the ship was sinking. As time went on I grew very fond of this sweet man and our friendship. I felt a need in him that I wanted to satisfy so I decided to make his big 45th birthday something extra special. I took the day off work and invited him over for the afternoon. I was going to give him a sexual experience like he wasn’t going to get at home for his birthday present from his hot young 25 year old slut. I went and rented a porno. It was the very first time I had ever done that. I actually asked a man in that little seedy back room XXX rated section of the video store “What would a guy like for a birthday surprise?” and he helped me choose a video.

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