My first non-martial contact

My next job was at the psychiatric hospital in Nov. before I turned 19. The area I worked in was comprised of all women. We took the doctor’s notes or recordings and transcribed them into formal documents for the patient files. After about three months of working there I met the man that was in charge of the hospital facilities. He in his late 20s, 28 at the time, I think. His name was Roger. When I first saw him, I took an instant liking to him. He was very handsome and had a great body. He was the one referred to as the lunch partner in my log. Lance didn’t have much to say about him because he doesn’t know much of what actually happened. Roger asked me out to lunch the very same day we met. I was thrilled he showed an interest in me. We went to lunch together and I flirted with him as hard as I dared. The next day he came down and asked me to go to lunch with him again. Based on my past history and my willingness I knew it wouldn’t be too long before he’d want more from me than just letting him buy lunch. He had pulled my personnel file so he knew exactly how old I was and that I was married.

A couple of days later he told me he lived within walking distance of the hospital and would I like to have lunch at his apartment. I said sure. I knew what was going to happen next. I just didn’t know when. It took exactly 5 minutes after we got to his place. We walked in the door and he said let me show you around. When we got to the bedroom, he pulled me close to him and kissed me as hard as I’d ever been kissed. He had a very long tongue and he almost choked me with it. We kissed for a couple of minutes and then we found ourselves undressing each other in great haste. So about 10 minutes after entering his apartment I was naked on my back with my legs thrown up over his shoulders and he was fucking the daylights out of me. He had a long skinny cock. When he put my legs over his shoulders, he penetrated all the way back. I would hit my G-spot which was the thing that always kept me coming back. If a guy could hit my g-spot with his cock I’d never say no to him. When Roger got undressed and I saw that long his dick was I knew we was going to own me. I was naked in record time and I spent 10 minutes sucking on his cock to get it lubed. And then he took control of me and I was right as soon as he put it in, he owned me. I was his work slut. He had me five days a week I was screaming and moaning and wanting every inch of his cock. I told my husband about going to Roger’s apartment to have lunch occasionally but in reality, it was almost every day for over almost 5 months and a lot more than glasses of wine. I never told him about us having sex almost every day. Even having my period didn’t stop us. I would just give him a blowjob instead of him fucking me. The routine was pretty much the same. We’d have sex and then I’d fix us a sandwich and he’d pour us a glass of wine. The only exception to this was when my husband was home for spring break. It’s terrible to admit but I enjoyed him so much that I didn’t mind my husband having to go back to school. I think everybody in the hospital knew what was going on between us. The affair ended when he accepted a job offer in Florida. I cried when he told me he was leaving and our lovemaking got even more intense until he moved. I never did see him again after that.

It wasn’t even a week after he left that one on the hospital’s doctors called me up and said he wanted to discuss some tran***********ions I’d done and would I come up to his office. This wasn’t all that unusual so I didn’t think anything about it. When I got up there to his office, he told me to close the door and sit down. His name was Dr. Peterson. He actually talked for a few minutes about one of my tran***********ions. Then the shocker, He said, Lynn, I know what you and Roger did every day at lunch. You are a very attractive young woman and I want to continue on where Roger left off with you. I said I don’t know what you mean Dr. Peterson. He said, call me Paul, and yes you do know. He said I’d like to discuss it over dinner with you tonight. I was surprised by his approach but he was a very nice-looking older man. He was about 45 as near as I could guess. So, I said, “I have to call my mother and say I’m working late. Fortunately, I don’t have a class tonight”. He said, “good you call her and I’ll call my wife and tell her I’ll be home late”. He took me to a very fancy and expensive restaurant. I was very impressed and flattered that a 45-year-old man would be interested and attracted to me, 19 years old, married mother. I did realize that I was considered very pretty and being available didn’t hurt either, but I was still very impressed by his attention. Looking back in retrospect and maturity he was getting a pretty good deal himself. He was getting a nubile, attractive, and young 19 girl. I was very compliant and he could get me to do anything he wanted. In spite of the fact, I had been to bed with 4 other men I was still very inexperienced and he could train me to have sex exactly as he liked, which he did. I was impressed with all of his money and the attention he gave me. On our first date he took me to a very expensive restaurant and club. I really had a good time and Paul treated me like a queen. We ate and danced. He held me very close every time we danced and I could feel his hard against my body. I was really overcome by the evening and the fact that such a mature handsome man took such an interest in a bubbled headed 19-year-old girl. I was expecting him to take me some place to screw me when the evening was over but he didn’t. He took me back to my car and said he had really enjoyed it and sent me on my way.

I didn’t get home until just before midnight. My mom gave me a funny look and said she was beginning to get worried especially when she called my office and I didn’t answer. I told her I was working in another office and hurried off to bed after checking in on my daughter. Paul and I had a couple of more early dates. I’d call my mother and say I had to work longer and would go directly to school from work. On our fourth date I cut class because Paul wanted me to come over to his apartment. He wanted to fix me dinner. I didn’t know he had an apartment in town. I though he lived in Germantown with his wife. It turned out he and his wife were getting a divorce. He left work early to go fix dinner. When I got to his apartment, I found out it was in one of the most expensive buildings in town. It was on the 20th floor and had a beautiful view of the Mississippi River and the downtown lights.

I rang the bell and he answered the door wearing a really nice dinner robe. There was soft music playing and he had a glass of wine ready for us. He gave me the wine, pulled me very close and once again I could feel his hard cock. He kissed me long and deep and it took my breath away. He told me to sit that he had a surprise for me. He came back into the room carrying a long silk nightgown. He said, “This is for you. Would you put it on before dinner”? I didn’t know what to say I wasn’t used to this kind of romantic treatment. So, I said, “yes”. He told me to use his bedroom. I went in and took off all my clothes and put it on.