Working Late with a Co-Worker

A few years ago, my wife and I were 'on the outs' and she told me to go get a girlfriend so I wouldn't want to have sex with her. After several months of this, I decided to act on her suggestion. There was a divorced woman in my department who always smiled when we passed in the halls at work, but we never spoke. One day, I happened to notice her sitting alone in the cafeteria, so I asked if I could sit with her. We had a good conversation and the next day she stopped me as I walked past her desk and we talked some more. She found out that I often worked late to get a project finished and by now, the conversation was becoming flirtatious. I went back to my desk and as I sat down, she called and said, "Next time you have to work late, call me, here's my home telephone number..." Needless to say, I called that night and she asked if I would come over, about a mile away. I was there in about 5 minutes. She led me into the kitchen and fixed me a drink. When I finished my drink, I picked her up and carried her down the hallway. She showed me her room and we made love for two hours. For the next six months, I 'worked late' three nights a week and several times on the weekends; it was incredible. Then she wanted to meet my wife and ask her if she could share me with her and if I could stay with her 3 nights a week. I didn't think that would work out, since we had three small children, so I broke up with her.

— Eric, 38