Little White Lies

Whoever this was wasn't sure what I was feeling, but he must have known instinctively that he had better take his pleasure now. With that thought, he began to fuck me in earnest and pumped hard and fast as the urge grew to a demanding level. He let go and filled my warm, wet cavern with his sperm. Over and over he came until he had nothing left. His cock began to wilt as he pulled out of me. As he moved back, I saw his face and realized that it was Jason. I had just let another man fuck me!

Jason looked at my face as he pushed his now soft cock back into his pants and zipped up. I was just standing there, my arms wrapped around me looking at the ground. My skirt had fallen into place but my blouse was still open and my bra was still pushed up just below my chin. As he watched me I finally realized my condition and with a start pulled my bra down and, turning away from him, buttoned my blouse and tucked it neatly into my skirt waistband.

"My God, Soledad. That was incredible. I've wanted to do that all day. It was torture looking at you and wanting you so much. I'm so glad you decided to have dinner with me and to stay with me afterwards. This was not what I had planned. I wanted to take you to my suite where we could be more comfortable but I guess neither of us could wait. If you want, we can go there now."

I whirled on him with my face streaked from tears. I had turned away to cry, but he hadn't noticed. He looked shaken and slightly afraid. He knew I was drunk and uninhibited but maybe he didn't think I would do what we had just done if I wasn't willing. He watched me warily as I walked a step away from the car.

"Jason, please go and leave me alone. This was a mistake, a terrible, terrible mistake that I have to deal with in my own way. I'm not blaming you so don't worry. No one is going to have you arrested or anything. You got what you wanted and that is the end of it. Please, go now and leave me alone."

I walked to the car door and pulled it open. There was no longer any drunkenness and I was fully capable of driving myself home. Jason decided that he had best go while I seemed inclined to blame myself and not him. And I was right: he had gotten what he wanted. He probably thought it would have been nice to have me again, but this seemed like a good time to quit while he was ahead. Without another word, he turned and walked toward the hotel lobby and his room.

As Jason walked away, I just sat there in the car looking at myself in the rear view mirror. What the hell had I just done? What was I thinking: going to dinner and to a bar with Jason? I had fucked him here in the damn parking lot of a hotel downtown and I had cheated on my husband! What the hell was I thinking? What about my marriage? What about my husband and my son? What if he found out?

The lust that I felt when we came out to the car had faded and the last of the alcohol was consumed by my panic. I was now as sober as I could be. I finally noticed the time: it was already 9:45! I told Lucy I would be home by 9:00! What about Sean? He would be home by now as well. I started the car and drove home as fast as I could. I had to get home and I had to get myself in some kind of order before Sean saw me. I couldn't let him know what had happened. He was not the kind of man that could accept infidelity since he was not the kind of man who would ever consider doing anything that would jeopardize our life together. I knew that deep in my soul.

As I drove, I remembered our conversation about a year ago. That's when we decided together that Sean would go into partnership with Jerry to form their own law firm. We had talked about the hours Sean would have to put in and I had agreed that we would be better off in the future if we did it now, with JJ so young. I had promised to be understanding of the hours and that I would do my part in keeping the house going, keeping JJ happy and healthy and making sure that all of our household bills and obligations were kept current. He would keep weekends free just for our son and us and he and Jerry would hire young attorneys that could begin to take the load as they became trained.

I had promised to be loyal and a valuable part of our team! I had agreed with Sean to build a better life for all of us! I had just broken the most basic requirement of our marriage and our commitment to build for the future. I had betrayed Sean!

As I pulled into the driveway, I had a moment's panic when I saw Sean's car. As I had feared, he was home. Why did he have to be on time just when I most needed him to be late? I slammed the door and ran into the house. Sean wasn't there and neither was Lucy. I was frantic! What was going on? I ran upstairs to JJ's room to find him sound asleep. So Lucy must have put him to bed and then left when Sean came home? That made sense. But where was Sean?

I went down the hall to our bedroom and found Sean sound asleep. Why was he asleep so early? He usually went to bed long after I did. I went over to him and shook him awake; asking him what he was doing home. Sean just grumbled that he came home sick and sent Lucy home. He pulled away and covered his head with the pillow, effectively dismissing me. I realized suddenly that I could not let him see me like this and cursed myself for waking him.

I gave a small prayer to God and hoped this was a good omen. Sean was totally unaware of my late arrival and he couldn't see me and the guilt that was probably clearly written on my face. I went back downstairs and closed the house, making sure that all the doors were locked and went back upstairs. I would have to take a shower to wash Jason off of me and out of my vagina. I would also have to dispose of the panties I wore since they were soaked with my juices and his sperm. I shuddered as I recalled the whole sorry night. I remember thinking for a while that it was Sean and it had felt so good but then the truth came crashing back. I had betrayed Sean. As I was standing in the shower, watching the strings of Jason's cum drop to the floor, the guilt doubled me over and I clutched my stomach. The wave passed but I knew I wasn't going to be OK.

Once I had finished my shower and disposed of the evidence of my indiscretion, I climbed into bed beside my husband and prayed passionately that God would forgive me and give me strength to keep this secret until the day I died. I vowed to God that Sean would never know and I would make it my life's work to be true to my marriage vows and to fulfill my part of our agreement, both of which I had betrayed that night. It would never happen again!

The next morning, I got up an hour early and decided to put on some makeup and look especially nice for my husband. I dressed in a nice blouse and skirt since Sean always liked me that way. I got JJ up and made him breakfast and then got him into the playroom. He would be content for the next couple of hours. I fixed Sean's coffee since he never ate breakfast and got a cup for myself. I sat down to wait for my husband.

Sean

I woke the next morning feeling 100% better. I guess I was just worn out and needed the rest. I shaved, dressed and walked downstairs. Soledad was already up and had coffee ready. I really needed a cup.

"What time did you get home last night? And by the way, where in the hell were you after the meeting? You never told me you were going out afterwards. It threw me when I found Lucy here and you gone."

I was a little angry because we never went out without letting the other know where we were and how to reach each other.

"I was with Judy and Carol after my Woman's club meeting. They called and wanted to go out for drinks and some fun. I didn't think you would mind. I left a number with Lucy." She seemed to be fine, no hangover or anything.

"That's not the point. You could have called to tell me you were going out. I thought we had a deal?"

"You're right darling. I should have called and I won't forget again. OK?" She came up behind me and gave me a big hug. I could see she had on makeup and she looked like she was ready to go out. That was not typical so I decided to ask some more questions.

"What's with the makeup? What the hell is going on with you? You go out without telling me and then you take a shower when you get home late and now makeup in the morning. What're you up to?"

I was never one to let things go just to be polite or politically correct. I wanted to know what the hell my wife was doing and I wanted to know now.

Soledad looked at me in surprise at my outburst. She appeared to be flushed and more embarrassed than angry. I would have expected anger: but not embarrassment.

"Nothing is going on Sean. I was trying to look good for you as an apology: that's what's up with the makeup! I was just out with my friends and I forgot to call you at work. Since you're always at that place, I didn't think you would even know since I would probably be home before you anyway. You're never here anymore and I just got bored. I had a sitter and she had my number, so back off!"

"Come on Sunny, we had this discussion a year ago. You and I decided that we were going to make this thing work with Jerry. You knew what I was going to have to do to make it a go and you agreed to pull your own weight. I thought that meant that you would hold down the home while I built the business. I know the time I spend. Do you think I like working long hours, missing my son's first steps, his first words, and his new discoveries? I miss him and I miss you but I expected you to understand that I needed to do this for at least the first year. Was I wrong?"

Soledad suddenly collapsed into the chair. All of her belligerence left her and she suddenly looked like a little girl caught doing something wrong. She actually had a tear in her eye.

"I know what we agreed. I know what you are giving up to do this and I know you are doing it for us. I'm so sorry. I was feeling sorry for myself and I just did something on the spur of the moment. But I should have told you and let you know. You came home sick and I wasn't even here for you. I am so sorry."

"It's OK. I was just concerned and I let my concern turn into anger. I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry too."

We hugged and agreed to try harder to keep each other informed and in our respective loops. We kissed and I went to work.

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I had been working for more than two hours on one of the cases I had active at the time when I decided to take a break. I needed a cup of coffee but I wanted to get some air so I decided to walk down Church Street to a coffee shop I knew was only a block away. The fresh air and the hot coffee would give me strength to go on, trying to make sure that a stock broker I was representing who had acted on a tip illegally might live to trade another day.

I got my coffee and sat down on one of the wrought iron chairs around a table setting outside. It was a warm day and the sun felt good. As I relaxed, I heard a voice, one I would rather not hear.

"Well, if it isn't the hot shot lawyer. Hi, Sean. What's going on?"

It was Carol Jennings. Not one of my favorite people but one of Soledad's so I tolerated her.

"Hi, Carol. I was just getting some fresh air and a coffee. Care to join me?"

"Thanks, Sean. I would love to. Just let me grab a cup."

She went in and came out shortly with a latté. She sat down across from me as I watched her. She was actually worth watching: there was no question that she was a beautiful woman. Short, with long black hair worn straight and a body that would make most men stand up and cheer. No wonder she had cheated; she probably had plenty of offers.

We shared small talk, she about her exploits with the legal system relative to her divorce and me just making the required responses. She brought me up to date on her travails while I enjoyed my coffee and watched her rather large chest, as she got excited. Things were going fine until she said something that got my attention.

"How's Soledad? I haven't seen her for about a week. She said she was busy with her committee meetings and we haven't been able to get together. I wanted her to join Judy and me last night but she said she was going straight home after her meeting. Tell her to give me a call soon, OK?"

I think I hid my shock well as I told her I would give Sunny the message and we parted. I went back to the office to dwell on what she had said about last night. Sunny had lied to me and she did it deliberately! Why? As a lawyer, I knew a lie was told to someone usually as a means to disguise something that was illegal or wrong in someone else's eyes. In Soledad's case, it had to be something she did that I would see as wrong.

It is in my nature that I never let things go for long. I'm a lawyer alter all and I have to get to the bottom of things and I have to do it immediately. I had Sunny lying to me and she would have to tell me why she did it. She would have to do it tonight. I wouldn't let it go, nor would I play games with private detectives or spying. I would confront her and get it out into the open.

Soledad

After Sean went to work, I was able to take the time to calm myself down and decide what I was going to do. He obviously didn't know anything so all I had to do was to make sure he never found out. So far, only I knew what happened, and that's the way it was going to stay.

I spent the day with JJ and doing some of the chores around the house that needed doing. I never had too much to do since I was by nature an orderly person. Of course, since Sean never got home much before 8:30 or 9:00, I had plenty of time by myself to do what needed to be done. I usually fixed dinner for JJ and myself early and then put him down about 5:00 or 5:30 so he could sleep for an hour or so and be awake if Sean got home before his bedtime. JJ loved to wait for his dad and Sean loved the time with him getting him to his bed at around 9:00.

The day passed rather slowly and I unfortunately had time to remember last night. I remembered the dinner and some of the time later at the bar. My face flushed as I remembered that part. I had actually had my hand on that jerk's cock. How could I have been that far gone? I remembered wine with dinner and then what I thought was ginger ale but must have been the vodka that Jason ordered for himself. He switched the drinks! I never drank hard liquor because I couldn't handle it. I remember drinking what I thought was the ginger ale and not much after that until the parking lot.

God, the parking lot! I could remember thinking about finding my car and then only a blank until I found myself leaning against the fender of my Lincoln with Jason pounding his cock into me. I had my leg wrapped around his waist and he was fucking me hard. I remember thinking that Sean was feeling so good inside me. Then, I must have gone into shock for a few minutes when I realized this was not my husband and just as I was about to scream at Jason to let me go, I felt his semen shoot into me! He had cum into me in the fucking parking lot of the Sheraton Hotel while I was spread against the damn car fender!

With that vision, I sank down on the kitchen floor and cried until I was weak. I was humiliated, ashamed and frightened, all at the same time. Ashamed that I had gone that far with a man who was almost a stranger; humiliated that I had done this in a public place; and frightened that my husband whom I loved with all my heart would find out.

By the time I recovered my wits, it was just past 5:30 and time for JJ to go down for his nap. Just as I walked back out of his room, the phone rang. I pulled myself together and picked up the receiver. It was Jason!

"Soledad? It's Jason. Jason Payton from the Women's Club meeting. Can you talk now?"

I was furious at him calling me here. I wanted never to see that son of a bitch again!

"I know who you are and don't you ever call me here at home or anyplace else ever again! We have nothing to talk about. Goodbye!"

"Wait, please wait! I just want to talk to you and apologize for what happened last night. It shouldn't have gone that far and I think we both had too much to drink. I just wanted to let you know that I was sorry."

"You were sorry I wouldn't come back to your room with you, that's what you were sorry about. You weren't the least bit drunk but I think you made sure that I was! You gave me vodka while I thought it was ginger ale."

"That's not true and I don't regret anything that happened. I loved it and would have loved to continue but I know that you're married. You have nothing to fear from me. I hope you know that."

At that minute, Sean walked into the kitchen, startling me. He was never home this early so I was caught off guard. I felt the blood rush to my face as the guilt overwhelmed me. I cupped the receiver in my hand and turned away from him to cut Jason off.

"My husband is home so please do not call me here again. Goodbye!"

I hung up the phone, trying for calm and said, "Sean! You surprised me. I never expected you home this early on a Friday. I haven't even started supper yet. I'll make something right away. Why don't you have a martini while I get things going?"

Sean

Since it was a Friday, and Jerry and I never worked on weekends, I decided to call it a day early and left the office at just past 5:00. I would be home by 5:30 and we could talk. I was angry and anxious to find out what was going on.

I walked into the house right on the half hour and Soledad was on the phone as I came in. She looked up in surprise when she saw me and seemed to be uncomfortable. I couldn't hear what she said to whomever she was talking to but she covered her mouth as she angrily terminated the call. She hung up the phone and smiled at me.

"Sean! You surprised me. I never expected you home this early on a Friday. I haven't even started supper yet. I'll make something right away. Why don't you have a martini while I get things going?" She got up from the stool and turned away. She was nervous and really uncomfortable. I didn't know why but I was going to make it worse.

"Never mind dinner. I want you to sit down. We have something that we need to talk about." I just stood there watching her until she finally stopped flitting around and looked at me with concern.

"What do you mean? What do we need to talk about? Why can't I start dinner? Is something wrong?"

"I want to talk to you about last night. I want to know where you were, who you were with and why you lied to me about it." I walked over to the table and sat down watching her as she struggled to make sense of what I had just said.

"What? What do you mean? I told you: I was with Carol and Judy. We had a couple of drinks and then I came home. Why are you asking me this?"

"First, you weren't with Judy and Carol. Second, you didn't have a couple of drinks and you weren't alone. I want the truth and I want it now."

"I'm not going to take this from you. I told you the truth. Why are you doing this?"

"One more time. I know you lied to me and if you can't tell me the truth now, I'll have to assume you were doing something that you're ashamed to tell me. We'll stay here until you decide to talk to me and tell me the truth."

"You can't do that. I've done nothing wrong and I won't have you treat me like this. If you don't believe me, that's not my fault."

"All right. Let's call Carol right now. I'll put her on a speaker and I'll ask her where you were last night. All right?"

As she watched me with eyes wide and mouth open, I got up and went to the phone. I pulled out the phone directory she kept in the drawer just under the phone. I scanned the names and found Carol's number. I started to punch in the digits just as she pushed the terminate button. She finally must have decided that I was serious as she began to talk.