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  Cheat On Me

  Lexi Archer

  Contents

  Cheat On Me

  1. Denise

  2. Craig

  3. Craig

  4. Craig

  5. Denise

  6. Denise

  7. Denise

  8. Craig

  9. Craig

  10. Denise

  11. Denise

  12. Craig

  13. Denise

  14. Denise

  15. Craig

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  1. Late Nights

  2. Suspicions

  3. Sneaking

  4. Spying

  5. Hints

  6. A Truce

  7. More Hints

  8. The Big Reveal

  9. Confession

  10. More

  11. Discussion

  12. Waiting Game

  13. War and Peace

  14. Spy Games

  15. Cheating?

  16. Hood Ornament

  17. Escape

  18. Answers

  19. New Horizons

  20. Threesome

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  First digital edition electronically published by Lexi Archer, December 2016

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  Cheat On Me

  1

  Denise

  I let out an irritated sigh as I snapped one of my nails on the keyboard. This new one they brought me just wasn’t doing it. I was going to have to contact the IT people and tell them I needed something else.

  I figured it wouldn’t be too difficult as long as I got one of the guys. The one girl on that team was always spouting replacement policy and all that, but the guys were always more than happy to stop by if it meant they could spend some time looking down my shirt. That always gave me a thrill even if it was a naughty thrill.

  I looked over to the picture of my husband sitting right next to my crappy new keyboard. I was supposed to be faithful and so I was a good girl around the office for him. Still, that didn’t mean I wasn’t above showing a little skin from time to time if it meant I could get an upgrade from the IT guys who were usually so stingy with that sort of thing.

  It’s like my mom used to say. You worked with what you had. I’m sure Craig wouldn’t mind one bit if he knew what was going on. Not that I had any plans to tell him what I did at the office to get some of the perks I got. He’d only get upset or annoyed and we wouldn’t want that.

  “Something wrong?”

  I recognized that voice and a little shiver went down my spine. Speaking of being a little naughty at work and doing the sort of thing my husband wouldn’t necessarily appreciate. There was a voice that was pure naughtiness as far as my body was concerned. I forced myself to control my breathing as I wheeled around and saw Aiden standing at the entrance to my cube.

  “What are you doing all the way over here in sales?” I asked.

  “Just stopping by to see my favorite sales girl is all,” he said.

  “Now that’s silly,” I said. “I would’ve thought your favorite sales girl would be Cheryl because she’s always at the top of the heap.”

  If I could’ve taken my keyboard and smashed it against the desk with no consequences in that moment I would’ve done it. It drove me nuts that Cheryl was always at the top of the list. She always waltzed in here in her tight skirts and her even tighter tops she was always bursting out of, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. Oh how many times I’d fantasized about watching her take a swan dive into the tile as one of those heels broke underneath her, but it had never happened.

  Which was a pity.

  “Oh come on,” Aiden said. “Cheryl might be the best at sales but you know you’re the one who looks the best in those little skirts the two of you rock when you walk through here.”

  I sniffed at that, but inside I was on fire from the compliment. I liked it when other guys complimented me. Heck, I liked it when other guys gave me a once over. I figured it was innocent enough to let a guy check me out. There was nothing wrong with that. It’s not like it was cheating if he didn’t touch me.

  That led me to briefly think about how much fun it would be if Aiden was touching me, but of course that wasn’t something that could happen. Not if I wanted to remain a good married girl. It was so hard sometimes. I’d slipped up with almost every other guy I’d ever been with, but I’d been a good girl for Craig.

  Even if being a good girl went against everything I’d ever known in my other relationships.

  “You shouldn’t say things like that Aiden,” I whispered, glancing from side to side as though I could somehow see through the cubicle walls to the other people who called this place home. Of course I couldn’t see anything. They remained as impenetrable as ever. “I’m a married woman and someone might overhear you!”

  “So what if you are a married woman?” he asked, taking a step closer. He looked from side to side as well, though I was guessing he could see other people in other cubicles. At least I prayed he could see other people in other cubicles.

  He seemed to think the coast was clear though, because he only continued moving in. He got down on his knees in front of me and I shivered at how bad this all was. It reminded me of a couple of times with guys I’d dated in college, or rather it reminded me of the guys I’d gotten with while I was supposed to be a good girl with the guys I was dating in college.

  “A married woman is supposed to be good. She’s supposed to be faithful to her husband,” I said.

  I glanced over to Craig to remind myself that I was supposed to be good. I was supposed to be faithful. It was so difficult sometimes though. Like when the resident executive hottie came down to chat with me on an almost daily basis looking me up and down like he wanted to rip my clothes off right there in the cubicle and have his way with me.

  It was a fun thought even if it was the wrong sort of thought.

  Craig’s picture smiling out at me was enough to keep me under control though. It was enough to remind me of the good life we had together. The good life we’d built. I wasn’t going to throw all of that away because the cutest executive came down to smile at me. Sure he might not be the richest executive, but that didn’t matter since he had the nicest ass out of all of them.

  It was just so hard as Aiden got down on his knees in front of me. An image of him down on his knees with his head buried between my legs flashed through my head and I had to push it away. I was getting damp down there and that wasn’t a good thing. The last thing I needed was to leave a stain on the cheap seat the company provided.

  “Being married doesn’t mean you have to be good,” Aiden said. “It just means that you have to be better about hiding it when you aren’t good.”

  “What are you…”

  I didn’t get a chance to finish that thought. He leaned forward and his lips pressed against my neck. I involuntarily arched my neck to meet his sudden assault. Hey, you try to resist something lik
e that when a guy as yummy as Aiden comes up to you and starts giving you a hickey. I dare you to try and resist. That’s right. You’re not going to be able to fucking do it.

  I leaned back in the chair and reached down to hit the little catch that made it rock back and forth. I leaned back and Aiden moved up, his hand snaking down between my legs and tracing up my thigh tickling me all the way, but it was impossible for me to giggle at the tickling because no sooner had he stopped nuzzling at my neck than he was pressing his lips against mine and shoving his tongue down my throat.

  Oh my. This was not good. Not good at all. Even if it felt really fucking good. I was a married woman. I was happily married and I had a husband who loved me and… oh fuck!

  I was thinking about Craig but meanwhile Aiden was busy working on me. His hands moved up to my pussy and inside my panties. He paused for a moment to chuckle into my mouth as he continued exploring my mouth with his tongue before he thrust his fingers inside me. I was so fucking wet that they went right in without any issue and I screamed into his mouth loud enough that I was sure other people in the office could hear us even though it was a muffled scream.

  He pulled back as soon as the screaming was done, but fireworks were still going off in my body. I let out little gasps and cries of pleasure as he explored my depths with his fingers. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I couldn’t believe he was doing this right here where there were people who could walk past and see us. People who could hear us. Fuck, there were people who could smell what was happening because the unmistakable aroma of pure sex was wafting up between my legs.

  “I think you’re ready for a lot more than my fingers bitch,” he said, staring down at me as though he owned me. And in that moment he really and truly did own me. I wasn’t my husband’s. My ring burned on my finger but otherwise it was forgotten as he undid his belt buckle and pulled down his pants. As his huge cock sprang free.

  I licked my lips as he moved forward and pressed his cockhead against my pussy. That thing was so fucking big that I wasn’t sure I’d be able to take it. We’re talking the sort of cock that would give him a second career in porn if he wanted to. I went cross-eyed just looking down at the thing.

  “Are you ready?” he asked.

  I bit my lip. Looked over at the picture of my husband. Looked up to Aiden who was here right now and ready to take me. I knew I was committing the ultimate betrayal but I couldn’t help myself. I nodded and had to keep right on biting my lip as he pressed forward inside me because otherwise I was going to be screaming again and that would only alert everyone in the office as to exactly what was happening in my cubicle.

  I figured it was only a matter of time before they figured it out anyway.

  Aiden looked down at me and grinned. That cocky confident grin that said he knew I was his, totally and completely. That he’d taken me from my husband with a few words and a kiss. I couldn’t believe I was being this slutty, but it wasn’t because I had trouble believing it so much as I couldn’t believe it was actually happening. I’d been so good for so long and now that was all over. I was fucking another man.

  “Are you ready?” he asked.

  “What? I told you I was…”

  I gasped as he bottomed out. As he looked down at me with the cocky grin and a blank stare as though he wasn’t feeling anything. Then the blank stare was replaced with concern and he waved a hand in front of my face as though he was trying to get my attention.

  “Are you ready?”

  I blinked and I was back in my chair. Aiden was still in my cubicle, but he was leaning against the door smiling down at me as I was breathing heavily and a flush came to my face. I was so fucking wet that there wasn’t a chance I could get up without making it obvious how turned on I was. I was sure he could probably smell my arousal from where he stood.

  Damn. That had been one intense fucking daydream. Literally. I hadn’t gotten that carried away in a good long while. It was a sign of just how turned on I was, just how much I needed the forbidden release that I’d only ever found in the arms of another man, that I got that carried away with a fantasy.

  “Ready for what?” I asked.

  “Ready to top the sales charts this quarter,” he said. “Were you listening to anything I said?”

  Oh shit. I hadn’t really been listening to anything he’d said. He was more laid back than the other executive types, mostly because I was pretty sure he wanted to get into my pants so he’d do anything to keep me happy, but at the same time executive types didn’t really like it if they thought you weren’t listening to them. Oops.

  “Come on,” I said. “You know Cheryl is going to be at the top of the sales numbers this time around too. There’s no way she won’t.”

  “Oh yeah? Well maybe you should think about doing some of the things Cheryl does to get those numbers. Ever think about that?”

  He looked down at my chest and licked his lips. I shivered under that gaze. He did it every time he stopped by my cube and it always sent a chill running down my spine. I’d thought about that look a couple of times when I was with Craig and had fantasized that it was Aiden on top of me pumping his cock in and out of me rather than my husband doing the same.

  I always felt guilty afterwards when I did that, but I always came so hard when I was thinking about another man. It’s not like I couldn’t come that hard with Craig, either. Back at the beginning it had been like that with him all the time without thinking about other men.

  It’s just that I needed a little variety and I wasn’t getting it anymore. The thought that the only way I’d ever get that variety was by thinking of other men while I was fucking my husband made me sad from time to time, but what could a girl do?

  “I don’t think I want to make money the way Cheryl does,” I said. “That’s not me.”

  It was so hot to think about it though. Aiden wasn’t the only hottie that I ran into as part of my job. There were a couple of accounts where the people doing the buying were so fucking hot. Young executive types with more money than sense. I’d seen the way they looked at me in sales meetings. I knew what they wanted and it was always so hard to get through my presentations when all I could think about was how much I wanted them to throw me down on the table and take me right there.

  I was getting flushed thinking about it right now. From the way Aiden looked down at me and grinned he probably thought that was all for him. A little of it was for him, sure, but mostly it was thinking about sealing the deal the way Cheryl did.

  Not that I was going to do that. I was a good girl. I’d promised myself on the day I married Craig that I was going to mend my old wicked ways where I fell into the arms of another man whenever it was convenient. It was killing me, especially knowing that maybe flashing a little bit of skin or giving into a fantasy here and there might be enough to seal some deals I wouldn’t otherwise get, but I wasn’t going to be that girl.

  I wasn’t going to be Cheryl. No matter how hot it got me thinking about it.

  Aiden shrugged. “Suit yourself, but you should think about it at least.”

  His eyes ran up and down my body again. “A girl like you could go far if you used the right sales tactics.”

  That look left no doubt as to what kind of sales tactics he was talking about, and I blushed thinking about it. I blushed thinking about how much I wanted to do that, and how hot it was because it was so forbidden and wrong.

  But I wasn’t going to do it.

  “I think it’s time for you to go back to your office Aiden,” I said. “We can talk again tomorrow when you come around to stare at my tits.”

  That seemed to surprise him. His eyes widened for a moment, but then he grinned and looked right down at my tits.

  “Hey, if you’re going to accuse me of doing the crime then I might as well do it, right?” he asked as he stared. I found myself sitting up ever so slightly and pressing my chest out. It was just a little harmless flirting, after all. What was wrong with that? It’s not like I was do
ing any of the things I’d been fantasizing about in my daydream a few minutes ago.

  That would be really naughty.

  I grinned. I couldn’t help it. He might be naughty, but I maybe liked it. A lot.

  “Get out of here,” I said. “I have work to do.”

  He got out of there, but I had a hard time focusing on my work after that. I couldn’t stop thinking about a particularly sexy older exec at one of the firms we’d been in the running for a couple of weeks back. We didn’t get the sale, but I’d seen the way he looked at me. I’d felt his eyes running all over me and it had made me so hot even as it made me feel so bad because I was supposed to be a good girl.

  I couldn’t stop thinking about that guy, and now that Aiden had stopped by and offered some of his sales tips I couldn’t stop thinking about some of the things I could do to seal the deal. I couldn’t stop thinking about some of the things I’d like to do with Aiden to get a rise out of the corporate ladder here.

  One thing was for sure. I was going to fuck Craig’s brains out when I got home tonight. I was getting myself so worked up that he wasn’t going to know what hit him.

  2

  Craig

  I stepped into the kitchen and smiled. Denise’s purse was sitting right there on the kitchen table which meant she was around here somewhere. I’d been thinking about her all the way home. Thinking about the way she looked in her skirt and that button up number she’d worn this morning.

  Though I wasn’t thinking of her for the reasons she probably thought. I mean sure she was fucking sexy when she wore those outfits, but it wasn’t thinking of what I was going to do to her in those outfits that got me so hot and bothered. No, it was thinking of other men at her office looking at her in those outfits that always got me so fucking hot and turned on.