Caitlin , Terrence's Affair Pt. 01

Caitlin had dressed up for the occasion. It was funny that she did, considering that all he did after seeing her dressed up, was to tear it all off. Tyler took one look at her and grinned. It was the look of a high school athlete pleased to see that one other girl was giving herself up for him and he approved. The black negligee was a contrast to Caitlin's blonde hair and red lipstick as she stood by the bed with a seductive smile, inviting Tyler.

He looked at himself in the mirror, just for self approved and grinned at himself again. He had a pair of rugged jeans and a tight black tshirt on which he pulled off over his head as he approached his wife. Caitlin swooned, married two years and she still had the hots for him, holding her hands up as he came closer and ran her soft hands over his chest, rubbing on it, letting her fingers run over the outlines of his chiseled body. He tilted and lowered his head, his 6 foot frame towering over his petite wife, and kissed her. She closed her eyes and met his lips with hers as she stood up on her tippy toes.

His kiss was pushy and hungry, his tongue quickly intrusive as her lips were parted forcefully. Her eyes opened and she looked at him, his eyes focused downwards where his hands were groping her, one hand on her left breast with the other squeezing her behind. She cracked a smile, as she was pulled into him by his calloused hand. His other hand got off the breast it was squeezing and moved to her shoulder where it carelessly pushed the strap over the side and down her arm allowing for him to take one side off the breast. He squeezed on it, breaking the kiss to look down and flicked the nipple. She let out a little scream and he laughed, before twirling the erect nipple between two fingers while she pounded on his chest with a bare palm in mock anger.

While Tyler boyishly teased her nipple, her manicured fingers reached for his belt buckle, pulling on the belt and then loosening it. She unbuttoned the jeans and unzipped him while he leaned down some more this time using his mouth to box around the nipple making Caitlin buck her neck back in excitement. He straightened up and worked on the other strap, exposing both of her pear shaped breasts. They were more than a handful and on her skinny frame they looked magnificent, hanging just a little and not because they were sagging but because they were big enough and had to.

Caitlin reached for his jeans again and slipped a hand into them, squeezing on his hardness as it sat cased inside his briefs. He grinned again knowing that he was a lucky guy to have this beauty right in front of him. He pushed his jeans down, giving her more access and raised and lowered his feet a bit clumsily as he tried to get out of them. When he did, he was standing in front of her, shirt and pantless, in his briefs, his cock visibly excited but well contained in that stretched out undergarment. He raised his arms, like he was posing and Caitlin took the sight in, squeezing with one hand on his biceps, smiling at what she felt with her hand and what she was seeing.

He lowered his arms and pushed the negligee down her sides, over the flare of her hips and sliding downwards until it sat bunched around her ankles. Tyler grinned - his wife was hot and Caitlin blushed as he looked at her. His eyes were at her breasts, the same grin on his face, before moving down to her bare pussy. At 34, Caitlin was in great shape and took fantastic care of her body by running regularly. If her muscles lacked tone, she made up for it with an impressive rack and a pussy that was always shaven and soft.

She shook her head, amused by his teenage stare, and put her hands on her hips in a mock pose before being pulled in closer once again. Her breasts were smashed against his abs and she used a hand to reach between them and rub over his hardness. She tried to grab the shaft and along with the fabric of his navy underwear, she kind of wrapped a hand around it awkwardly and squeezed.

"Somebody's excited." Caitlin said in a sing song voice. She smiled at his reaction as he stretched out his neck before leaning down to look at her hand. Tyler had just turned 30 and despite being married 2 years, there wasn't any sign of him losing interest in her.

She shuffled away to give some distance and let his cock free. It had rested on one side in a semi hard and semi curled state and as it swung without clothing to stop it, he dropped precum from his tip, just like he had pooled a bit inside his briefs. He stepped out of them and grabbed Caitlin and swung her onto the bed. She swallowed in anticipation. Tyler was big down there and at 8 inches, his uncircumcised cock was large enough to make his wife uncomfortable. That discomfort though was not necessarily unwelcome given that his size was something that they were both proud of.

She raised her head, looking at his cock as he held it, pulling the foreskin down his knob which was glistening. It always made her nervous and she swallowed again.

"Do you want a pillow?" he asked.

"Yes, please." she said with a big smile pleased that he cared.

He walked izmit escort bayan to the top of the bed and grabbed two pillows, setting one next to her hips and reaching with the other to place it under her head, his cock tracing a little leaky precum along Caitlin's stomach. He pushed an arm under her and elevated her behind enough to push the second below her butt.

Caitlin was happy that he remembered and she felt less nervous now that she was in a better position. He pulled her by her ankles and closer as he shuffled in towards the edge of the bed and his cock bobbed around, hitting her slick pussy. He held his shaft and positioned it, causing Caitlin to tense up and frown. He probed around as Caitlin squirmed too and he pulled on her thighs drawing her to swallow up his massive cock.

"God...Tyler." Caitlin groaned as he began to push inside, opening her up.

He grinned, always happy that she struggled with his size, and thrusted his hips while he held onto her thighs. His cock made Caitlin lose her mind every time. The excitement used to be overwhelming the first few times and almost made her pass out from being pounded so hard by something and someone so big but she'd begun to adjust. The pillow helped with access and to proper her up as they tried for the baby Caitlin desperately wanted.

A couple more moves and he was inside her and began thrusting, her eyes widening as he stretched her hole out around his big cock. She frowned and groaned with every thrust, the bed moving as did their bodies. Tyler moved one hand to her ankle, lifting her leg up allowing him a slightly better angle and began to pound her some more. The thrusts were slow and deliberate, Caitlin feeling her insides stretching out every time his cock moved back into her.

His other hand remained on her thigh as he continued to fuck her, bending his knees as he went back in and close to the bed. Caitlin's eyes were shut, her face having an expression somewhere between pain and pleasure, while Tyler held on to the raised leg. His speed was building, the thrusts pushing Caitlin and the pillow under her butt further into the bed. A few more thrusts and he had to put one knee on the bed, the one next to her leg that he had held up as Caitlin had begun to turn diagonally.

Every thrust brought about a short yell from Caitlin and an animalistic groan from Tyler until he had both knees on the bed. He lifted both her legs, spreading them to give him better access now that he was up on the bed. She tried, and failed, to wrap her legs around his body. Her mind felt like it was being pounded along with her insides and she was getting to her familiar mental state when Tyler fucked her. It was somewhere between a crazed arousal and blacking out.

He lowered his body on top of her and she immediately put both hands on his chest, nails digging in just enough to remind him that his weight would crush her petite body. He used both hands to stop his descent on her before lowering on one side to an elbow as he thrust more into her. Her body was moving when he did, her head now on the bed, pillow to its side as she knew he was about to finish.

And finish he did. Those animalistic sounds turned orgasmic as he let out a long stretched moan after several 'uhhhh's in rapid succession. He breathed out and lowered his head to the side, body weight on her. She smiled when he came, always happy that she made him, but now both hands on his shoulders tried to push him up, his weight pressing down on her. He got off her, his semi hard penis coming off with him and lay on the side and breathed in and out.

"You ok?" she asked.

Tyler grinned and replied "You bet!"He got up off the bed, cum dripping from his rapidly deflating penis and onto the carpet.

"Where are you going? I wanted to talk." noticing the cum dripping but not wanting to nag.

"I got to get ready for hunting tomorrow."

"Do you have to go?" she asked, hoping that he'd say no and they could have breakfast tomorrow before her work.

"I do." he had disappeared into the bathroom.

She felt a bit sorry for herself as she raised her legs into the air, holding that position. Her legs hurt, her back hurt, her pussy hurt, her body hurt, and her mind hurt. Pregnancy was supposed to be a two person thing but here they were, Tyler having done the heavy lifting and Caitlin left to do the rest. She held the position, reminded of Amy Poehler's book that called this an inverted coffee table, and as she lay there she didn't see the humor in it like when she read it.

"It's a big day for me tomorrow." she said, wanting him to know about her work.

"Oh yeah?" he said as he walked back into the bedroom and picked up his briefs to put them back on. "Nice pose. Very sexy."

She threw a pillow at him and said "Yeah, new boss at work is starting tomorrow. We've heard he's tough."

"Oh yeah?" The jeans were on top now and he got on the bed and gave her a little kiss. "I'm sure you'll do great." He picked up his crumpled tshirt and put it back on. "I'm going to load up the truck."

Caitlin escort kızları nodded and he disappeared leaving her in the position. She scooted over some and reached the night stand for her phone. Some social media would help make these 30 minutes pass quickly she thought. She scrolled mindlessly, her mind wandering between thoughts of sex, how her pussy was dripping onto the pillow, work the next day, what she should wear, preganancy and how much she'd have loved for Tyler to be here right at this moment and make fun of her for the position she was in while holding her.

An hour later, Caitlin was asleep but did stir when Tyler got into bed. He set his alarm and didn't try too hard to be quiet as she stirred some more. He finally settled down and was out fairly quickly but Caitlin was now awake. After staring at the window for a little while, she got up and went to use the bathroom, pausing to look into her closet as she decided what to wear. A black pant suit? Very business-like. A grey pant suit? She didn't love the way it looked. A dress? He should take her seriously and not just as a woman. A skirt and a jacket? She loved the way it looked but somehow it didn't do much to ease her insecurity about being a female executive in a male dominated company and world. She decided on the black pant suit and returned to the bed as she didn't really need to use the bathroom. She smiled when she looked over at Tyler who was blissfully asleep and she turned to place an arm on his back before closing her eyes.

Caitlin did stir again at 5.00 in the morning as Tyler made his way out of the bedroom and eventually out of the house. At 5.45 her alarm went off and she snoozed it but didn't go back to sleep. She lay there for a moment, eyes open, thinking about last night and the excitement of meeting her new boss. Before the alarm went off again, Caitlin was out of bed.

A run, shower, hair, make up, tea and an avocado toast and she was out the door at 7.15 AM. A little mental back and forth with herself and the mirror and she had settled on a purple sleeveless blouse. The gray was too subdued and while she was trying to make a strong business impression, she needed him to know she was cheerful and her dress had to show some of her personality. Four inch stiletto heels also help with an impression she decided though she'd always worn heels to work so this wasn't anything different.

She updated her Facebook and Instagram while finishing her tea with a picture of Tyler and a caption 'I know it's going to be a great week 'cos I'm married to this hunk!' She looked at her phone as the notification of likes and comments began to come in, really hoping for a text from Tyler but it didn't come.

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It was before 8.00 AM when she got in and the place already had a 'new boss buzz'. She was told at security that he was already there which made her a bit nervous. The previous VP had never gotten there until around 9.30 AM so this was a bit surprising and only added to his 'tough guy' aura. She hadn't even met him and dismissed the nervousness since there was no reason for it.

10.30 AM rolled around and it was time for the standard weekly meeting with senior leadership. Caitlin had checked with the admin if this was still on and she was told it was. All seven of them waited outside, hushed chatter about what they could expect or had heard about Terrence Smith. Terrence appeared from his office and smiled at the group. "I'm sorry. I lost track of time. Day 1 and I'm already drowning in emails."

Handshakes and pleasantries were exchanged as everyone introduced themselves and filtered into the conference room next to Terrence's office. All executives were on their best behavior, everyone trying to make a positive impression. Caitlin paid attention to her new boss' mannerisms and how he reacted to what was being said. He was dressed impeccably in a dark suit, purple tie, matching cufflinks and well polished shoes. While he was mostly poker faced, his facial expressions did sometimes give away a hint of a reaction before he covered it up. He said all the right things and took time to listen but clearly had an agenda and didn't come across as warm. He talked about how he didn't want to change anything but wanted a back to basics approach. Everyone loved what he was saying or so they said though most people thought he was going to be exactly what he had been made out to be. Caitlin left the meeting not necessarily motivated but intrigued and less nervous.

Over the next week, Terrence was taking out all of the executives to lunch so he could get to know them better. His admin scheduled Caitlin for the following Tuesday and asked her to pick the restaurant. Terrence wanted to use this as an opportunity to check out the local restaurant scene too, his assistant, Megan, explained to her. Great, Caitlin thought to herself as she had to worry about what to wear and what restaurant to pick.

Tuesday came and a few meetings later, Terrence seemed less intimidating. He still wasn't warm and fuzzy but familiarity gebze escort bayan did breed comfort. Their lunch was planned for 11.30 AM and Terrence was at her office five minutes prior, taking a few minutes to chat with Elizabeth, Caitlin's very cheerful assistant. While Terrence was already known as a no nonsense person, he made it a point to take time to chat up the lower level staff. Elizabeth was always confident and quick with the smartass comments and her bubbly personality allowed her to be one of the very few that was brave enough to actually get Terrence to break a smile.

Caitlin appeared at her door, dressed in a steel gray skirt and matching jacket along with a white blouse and those stilettos. "Ready boss?"

"Yeah. Meg said we could walk?" His eyes glanced over her quickly before turning back to Elizabeth.

"Sure can." she waved to Elizabeth "See you, Liz."

Terrence waved at her too and walked with Caitlin. He was dressed in a gray suit, white shirt, another purple based tie, a pocket square and cufflinks. "Where are we going?"

"My favorite salad place." she said, eyes lighting up as she turned her head while they walked out the front door.

"Oh salad."

"Is that ok?" She worried if that was a poor choice. Megan had told her that he seemed very into being fit.

"Yeah." he replied. At 42, Terrence was quite interested in a healthy lifestyle but salads wasn't something he was excited about.

They arrived at the spot and Caitlin explained to Terrence how it worked. It was a make your own bowl place and a few minutes later they had both gotten their choice. Terrence pointed to a table on the patio and she followed him there.

They talked about work and about Caitlin's career plans. He wanted to know how long she planned to stay and what made her tick. In turn he told her about his plans and how improving financials were going to be his biggest priority. He was trying to build consensus within his core team and also trying to figure out who was on board and who wasn't.

The conversation eventually moved to family but only once Terrence had decided that he was ready to let it move there. His tone softened as he talked about his wife, Kaytlin and their two kids. Caitlin listened intently, wondering how Terrence acted at home and around his family. He showed her a couple pictures of them on his phone and she noticed that not only did their names match but they were both blondes, though Kaytlin wasn't skinny. She wasn't fat either but had the kind of body that moms of two kids often had.

The planned hour seemed to pass quickly and as they got ready to leave, Terrence was all business again and went through a couple of items that he wanted to see from Caitlin's area. Caitlin nodded and said "Can I ask you for something too?"

He was surprised as nobody else on the team had asked for a quid pro quo. "Sure."

"I see that you talk to Liz and it really makes her day."

"Liz? Oh Elizabeth. Oh yeah, she's great. Really funny too." he said. "A younger version of you." he added.

"I'd love if all of the senior execs can take one of the high performing coordinators under their wings to ummm like mentor them?"

They stood up and discarded their trays and began to walk back. "Not a bad idea. Let me discuss it with Louis."

"Thanks boss."

"Thanks for bringing that up. You know, I don't really want to be surrounded by yes people."

"I'm sure you don't. You're a smart man."

"I try to surround myself with smart people."

"You've got one right here." She raised her hand "And not a yes person."

"Am I going to regret mentioning that I don't like yes people?" He smiled.

"You might."

They got back to the office and Terrence glanced at his phone which told him it was time to go. He leaned in for a quick hug and left in a hurry. He rushed to his office and Megan told him he was dialed into his call. "You're the best." he declared and closed the door. He mostly listened on the call and worked on some emails, giving his opinion on occasion while his mind wandered, his sense of smell engaged by Caitlin's perfume.

Caitlin meanwhile had returned to her office and chatted with Elizabeth and a few others who had joined to give them the update on the boss. Terrence had quickly developed a reputation and they were all interested in what was said. Caitlin was on board and while she wasn't overly in love with his work style, she wasn't about to disparage him. "I like him." and she shrugged. "I mean I do. He wants us to make more money but we knew that was coming and he's all about the basics." They chatted some more and when the realization came slowly to the audience that Caitlin wasn't about to gossip, they all started to trickle out slowly to their next call to action.

Elizabeth stayed and they chatted some more. At 23, Elizabeth truly was a younger version of Caitlin. The wisecracks had given way to some more mature cheerfulness but the enthusiasm for life and work was the same for both the ladies. Elizabeth looked up to Caitlin who willingly helped her along giving her time and energy becoming friends along the way. Elizabeth was platinum blonde and slightly shorter than Caitlin and didn't wear stilettos. Her own style was evolving but she was taking pointers from her boss. Her breasts were smaller too but the women were definitely two of the more prettier ones at the office.