Bless me, my sisters, for I have truly sinned. I have committed the sin of adultery. Jacob took me to his hotel room last night. I knew he was married, the gold band on his left ring finger reminded me of that. “No, we shouldn’t do this,” I whimpered as he pushed me against the wall. I was barely clothed, only my skirt was left and it bunched up when he lifted me. “But you *want* to,” he purred against my ear. He unzipped his trousers and entered me in one smooth motion. I kept whimpering “no” but the more he fucked me, the more it felt like I was saying, “No, this pleasure is too much please have mercy.” When I came, I had tears in my eyes, both from the ecstasy and the guilt.
Jacob followed soon after with a shout, withdrawing quick enough to come on my belly. When his vision cleared he took one look at me and his smugly pleased expression turned into concern. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, wiping my tears with his thumbs.
“No, just overwhelmed. I’ve never done this before.” There was a pause and he smiled, leaning down to kiss me. He rested his forehead against mine.
“Hey, we don’t have to roleplay if it’s too much,” he said gently, sweetly.
“But I want to,” I replied. “Let’s just lay off the cheating roleplay for the meantime.”
He hummed in affirmative and gave my nose a kiss. “So, got any bright ideas, Mrs. Frye?”
An idea crept to mind and I smirked at him. “Yes. One that involved a teacher and her very naughty student.”
He raised an eyebrow and chuckled deep in his throat. “Got a little schoolboy fetish, don’t you? Well, I won’t disappoint.”
