Jacey went to her typical hangout that night after her shift at the hospital, even though her favorite band, with her new boy toy bassist, Kane, wasn’t playing. She should have been exhausted after a 12-hour shift, but she didn’t want to go home. The bar had still become her home away from home and she’d become one of the regulars. The joint wasn’t a place friends from her normal life ventured, which meant Jacey was free to be the woman she was becoming instead of the good girl she’d been pretending to be all these years. Jacey loved that she could let her shameless flirt side run free without fear of judgment.
The night she fucked Kane in the front seat of her car — in his parents’ driveway, no less — had changed things for Jacey in a real way. It wasn’t that she felt guilty about cheating on her husband and realized she needed to figure out a way to save her young marriage, but just the opposite had happened. Jacey was now sure that her sweet but bland husband would never satisfy her and she needed to find her thrills in the arms of other men. That hurried, fumbling fuck in the car with the bass player was soon followed by an insanely risky seduction of a hot groomsman at her brother-in-law’s wedding. After shamelessly flirting with Bryce in front of everyone, Jacey snuck down and fucked the hot guy in the middle of the night, with her husband and in-laws sleeping right upstairs. With two one-night stands under her belt, Jacey craved more.
Jacey didn’t go to the bar that night knowing she’d find someone to hook up with but kept herself open to the possibility. She wasn’t going to fuck just anyone. But as a sexy, petite, blue-eyed blonde in her late 20s, she’d never had trouble drawing the attention of hot guys.
It was after midnight, but the joint was jumping. A DJ spun tunes from the stage and the small dance floor was packed. Jacey had already downed a bay breeze to get started and was in the middle of the mass of sweaty, gyrating bodies, not dancing with anyone in particular, but having a good time. It felt like the old days, before her husband and her job when she would just go out to go out. Jacey liked the constant contact with the bodies around her and enjoyed it when some random hand would grab her ass.
Lara wiggled her way through the crowd and grooved right in front of Jacey. The women weren’t truly friends, but the blonde nurse knew Lara from around the bar. Lara flirted with the guys in Jacey’s favorite band almost as shamelessly as Jacey. Lara smiled sloppily and Jacey knew she was several drinks ahead. Jacey returned the smile and welcomed it when Lara moved closer and began grinding against her.
Jacey had done her share of teasing guys at bars in her younger days, just like any fun, hot girl, but always drew a line because getting too rowdy wasn’t what good girls did. When one of her friends tried to kiss her to tease the boys one night, Jacey had turned away. Lara stared into Jacey’s eyes like she wanted to kiss and she didn’t know what to do. The blonde nurse was uncomfortable but felt an unexpected tingle of excitement in her chest. Lara pulled her closer and Jacey grinded right back against her.
The women could have been sisters if one looked quickly. They were both tiny blondes, although Lara’s hair was almost white-blonde and cut into a rock-and-roll shag, while Jacey’s was long and perfectly straight, reaching halfway down her back. Lara had bigger tits too, although Jacey filled out her tight, V-neck sweater nicely thanks to a good push-up bra. Jacey used to be self-conscious about her small tits, but neither of her recent lovers had complained. Bryce seemed to love her perky pair.
Lara swept Jacey’s hair aside and nuzzled her. Jacey closed her eyes and tilted her head back when she felt the woman’s lips on her tender neck. They were in each other’s arms like a couple, not behaving like two terrible teases putting on a show. Jacey had never been so close to another woman. It felt strange — almost wrong — but her heart pounded. It pounded because it felt wrong, and Jacey liked being bad.
Jacey was into it when Lara kissed her. She loved the woman’s soft lips and aggressive attack and gripped Lara tighter. She sucked on Lara’s tongue and then chased it back into the other blonde’s mouth when Lara retreated. The beat still thudded through their sweaty bodies, but everyone else on that dance floor fell away. Jacey grabbed Lara’s ass and enjoyed its nice, soft feel. Lara pulled back and Jacey stared at her, baffled and horny. She wanted more. Jacey opened her mouth to speak, but Lara pressed a finger to her lips and smiled.
“Later, when we can be alone,” Lara said. She kissed Jacey again and spun away through the crowd, leaving the blonde nurse horny and confused.
Jacey didn’t see Lara again that night until she spied the blonde leaving with other friends. She thought about trying to catch up with Lara but didn’t want to seem desperate. What would she say anyway? Jacey didn’t know if she wanted something with another woman.
The bar thinned out about an hour before closing time. Jacey was jealous that other people seemed to have someplace to go and she just didn’t want to go home. She’d scanned the bar but didn’t see any guys who were particularly appealing. The night seemed like a bust and she was getting ready to pack it in and go home to spend some quality time with her Magic Wand when a guy she hadn’t seen before asked if she wanted another drink. He took note of her wedding ring, but it didn’t slow him down.
Tim was about 10 years older than Jacey, but she didn’t mind that. He had a thick head of brown hair and a confident smile that bordered on cockiness. She liked cocky guys. Tim acted like he’d already closed the deal, and it got him closer to the finish line, even though Jacey still could have left the bar alone. Jacey didn’t have the animal attraction to Tim she shared with Kane, and he wasn’t a perfect specimen like Bryce. But he had game, he made her laugh, and he was cute enough. The biggest thing working in Tim’s favor was that her dance with Lara had left Jacey in heat and she really needed to get laid. He spent most of their drink together staring down her sweater, which would have gotten him slapped by most women, but Jacey loved the attention.
Jacey liked that Tim looked surprised when she agreed to leave the bar with him. He got points for realizing she would have been out of his league on any normal night. Tim wisely understood that they couldn’t go back to her place — where her husband was sleeping — but he said his condo was 45 minutes away. Jacey didn’t want to drive that far after having a few drinks. The last thing she needed was a DUI. Tim mentioned that his office was a few blocks away like he thought she’d never go for it, but Jacey grinned and told him to lead the way.
Tim worked in insurance and shared an agency with four other agents. Jacey saw an open bullpen of desks through the big front window and wondered if Tim thought she was going to fuck him where anyone walking by would see them. It wasn’t a serious danger because there was little foot traffic at 1:30 am, but Jacey would have preferred somewhere with more privacy. She was afraid her penchant for risk was getting out of control. But Tim had his own office in the back. Jacey followed him there after he disabled the alarm.
The office was a box with an old metal desk that had an uncomfortable-looking chair behind it, two filing cabinets in the corner, and a battered couch. Tim left the lights off and the half-drawn blind cast crazy shadows across the room. It felt like a seedy place to have a hook-up, which turned on Jacey. She liked it dirty. She took a scrunchie from her bag and pulled her hair back.
Jacey jumped when Tim touched her should from behind. She’d started having second thoughts, but then Tim reached around, touching her from behind. He ran his hands over her flat stomach, then up to cup her breasts. Jacey leaned back into him and felt his growing bulge pressing into her ass. She reached back and grabbed his butt until he raised her hands above her head. He kissed her arms and the back of her neck and then whipped her sweater over her head. He tossed the garment aside and grasped her firm little breasts roughly, kneading them. Jacey groaned softly and ground her ass back into his cock. He forced her breasts up so her cherry red nipples peaked above the black satin of her bra and he thumbed them, making Jacey quiver. Tim finally got the front clasp of her bra free and let it sag open while massaging her warm, bare tits. Her second doubts evaporated. She was ready to go.
Tim spun Jacey around and kissed her hard on the mouth. She was rubbing him through his jeans, increasingly impressed by his growing bulge. He was working on the snap on her jeans, but they were tight, and Jacey had to help him. She rolled her jeans down her legs, kicking off her boots, then the jeans. Tim lifted her and sat her on his desk. With Jacey elevated, he was able to stoop and suck her stiff nipples and Jacey clutched him against her chest. Tim loudly slurped at her tits in the quiet office and rubbed Jacey through her panties, finding them soaked. Jacey scooted to the edge of the desk so he could reach her better. He pushed her panties aside and slipped a finger into her shaved slit.
Jacey didn’t need to be worked up to fucking. Her pussy had been buzzing since Lara had molested her on the dance floor. She knew Tim was ready. Her hand was inside his boxers milking his prick. He was pleasingly thick. Jacey hopped off the desk and pushed his pants down. His cock sprang out, but when she tried to grab it, he moved around her to retrieve a condom from his desk drawer. She almost laughed out loud. Bringing girls back to his office was Tim’s move. He got her there, so she had to respect his game. Tim had a fat cock, but it wasn’t huge — only a bit larger than her husband. Jacey looked him in the eyes and licked her lips as she rolled the condom onto him. He looked like he might come right then, and she loved it.
The tease gave Tim a boost of confidence and he snatched a pair of scissors from his desk. She had a flash of panic and feared she’d made a terrible mistake. She was about to be punished for being such a faithless slut, but he grabbed her panties and sliced them away, making her pussy throb. Tim was getting hotter by the second.

    Tim grabbed her slim hips and pulled her forward while she grasped his cock and pressed the head against her slit. He flicked his hips and buried his cock halfway in her. Jacey cried out and dug her nails into his forearms. He was still in a t-shirt and had his pants around his ankles, while Jacey was naked on his desk. She giggled, thinking, God, I’m a slut!

Tim grabbed her slim hips and pulled her forward while she grasped his cock and pressed the head against her slit. He flicked his hips and buried his cock halfway in her. Jacey cried out and dug her nails into his forearms. He was still in a t-shirt and had his pants around his ankles, while Jacey was naked on his desk. She giggled, thinking, God, I’m a slut! Wet as she was, it was still a tight fit. He started slow and easy, giving Jacey a little time to adjust. He slowly drove deeper and deeper into her stretched pussy until he was fully sheathed, then he ground into her hard, pressing her clit. Jacey was rocked by waves of pleasure and her pussy clenched his prick tightly. She locked her ankles behind Tim’s back and ground back at him.
Tim took the encouragement and hammered her pussy mercilessly. She leaned back with her hands flat on his desk, her legs spread wide, and her feet planted on the edge of the desk. Jacey fucked Tim back just as hard as he screwed her. The two went at it savagely, like two animals chasing their prey. Sweat beaded on both their bodies, the sound of flesh slapping together filled the cramped office. The desk creaked and groaned beneath the assault and screeched as it skidded on the floor.
Jacey shuttered and came violently, crying out with abandon, knowing there was no one to hear her. She didn’t have to keep it bottled in like the other times. It felt so good to scream as she came. Every inch of her body sparked with pleasure as her orgasm crashed through her. Tim may not have been Mr. Fun before, but he certainly knew what he was doing in bed — or on his desk.
Tim just kept plowing her through her climax. Her legs dropped and he threw them over his shoulders and really pounded her. His balls slapped her ass. He reached deeper, fucked her even harder. Jacey’s eyes went wide, and she grasped her jiggling breasts, rolling her nipples. Jacey’s shouts grew more shrill as she came a second time. It was like she couldn’t stop coming on Tim’s dick and he fucked like he’d never stop.
“Yea…fuck…fuck…fuck me…” Jacey cried.
“Damn, baby, your pussy’s so tight, I can’t keep going…feels too fucking good… Gonna fucking come…” Tim grunted.
Tim fucked like a jackrabbit for a few seconds, then he tensed and his whole body seemed to sag. Jacey could feel his cock pulsing inside her while he drained into the condom. Tim sighed loudly and pulled out with a wet plop.
Jacey closed her legs and pushed up into a sitting position. Her abused pussy was already sore, and her thighs burned from the workout. Tim dropped back onto the old couch and she hopped off the desk to gather her clothes. Now that it was over, she wanted to get the hell out of there. She tossed her ruined panties in the trash — the dirtiest part of her hoped Tim would retrieve them after she left.
Tim moved to his chair while she dressed and pulled a baggy out of his pocket. He did a quick line and offered Jacey one, which she declined. He didn’t even get up when she said he had to get home, just telling her to drive carefully.
Jacey felt sleazier than ever sneaking out of that office in the middle of the night. She kept her head down on the walk back to the bar parking lot, hoping no one spotted her. The walk of shame made her question her choices, but not the ones you’d think. Jacey questioned why she stayed in her marriage and snuck around to fuck strangers rather than just being her authentic self. But she knew the answer. Jacey liked being slutty and sleazy. Fucking Tim wouldn’t have been nearly as hot if it wasn’t so wrong. Jacey loved being dirty.
Her husband didn’t move that night when his freshly-fucked wife slipped into bed beside him. Jacey was left sore as hell from her late night office fuck, but she did her best to hide it as she moved around the house over the next couple of days. Her husband stayed clueless, just the way she liked it.