I'd gotten use to just moving when he wanted me to move, resistance was futile, especially against him. He stared into my eyes again, but this time a ...ore light stare, a 'please don't be like that' sort of stare. Without thinking I leaned forward towards his lips, only to be pushed away and receive the burning stare again.The bell rang about 2 orals later and I was out the door so fast it hadn't even stopped ringing. I was excited. Really excited. It was a Friday afternoon, I had 5 minutes left. "You're not sure it's Jack's." Stacy hesitated and then shook her head. "Oh my God, are you having an affair?" No! No, it was just a fluke. Just this one time." She fell in to a chair. "Oh, God, Janet — please don't ask me about this. Please." You had a one night stand?" Janet. Please. Don't make me tell you this." Oh My God! You slept with someone here!" Stacy nodded mournfully. "Staff?" Stacy didn't respond. "Oh Jesus. A student. You slept with a student."Stacy recognized when the locker room. I love it, love seeing that creaminess of a woman's orgasms making a mess of my cock and Becky was making the ultimate mess. As I got closer to my orgasm, Becky told me to cum inside of her. She wanted to feel my cum in all of her holes today. She pushed back, fucking me in return, working for her load of hot cum in her pussy. I loved it and loved her eagerness for more. She told me how good I felt inside of her, how I made her horny and to fuck her like the dirty girl she is. She was dirty. So, as my obsession continued, I began to keep an eye on my wife. I also read self help books about relationships. About attraction, what triggers attraction for a woman, etc. I was adamant that I would never go through any of the pain that these husbands had experienced. I would be vigilant!I noticed that my wife had multiple email accounts one day. She started having a habit of quickly closing browser windows and logging off her email as I entered our shared office. I would inquire as to what.