Been fucking my married coworker

Started a few weeks after beginning my new job. (I work for a large hotel brand). I am 23(M), and am hired as a maintenance worker.

On the first week I started, I was introduced to a cute little brunette. 26(f) 5'8", a gorgeous face, giant tits, and an hourglass figure. She works in the sales department, and we become pretty good friends after meeting. I jokingly called her my work wife and even tried on a few occasions to ask her out for dinner or a coffee, but she always very politely refused. I eventually stopped when I found out she was married.

However, about a year passed since starting and I am still working at the hotel. A few months ago, I moved out from my parents house and I had a little house warming party and invited a few of my coworkers and friends, and even her, which to my surprise, she actually showed up.

It was a good time, and eventually everybody left until it was her and I. She was super sweet, asking if I needed help with cleaning up or unpacking any of the few boxes I had left. I declined and tried to send her on her way, but she she insisted that we sat and chatted, and drank a little more.

We ended up talking about her marriage, and she confided in me that she was very lonely. Her husband is an insurance adjuster and apparently known to her to be a cheater and she said she like she was trapped in a failing marriage. She started to cry and I comforted her, patting her shoulder and trying to let an awkward situation pass.

I don't even remember how it happened, but we started making out. Then, it got a bit more involved, and we started groping, touching each other as we began to take off our clothes. She took me by the hand and brought me to my bed. We kissed and groped for a while, and eventually, she laid down and spread her legs and I was able to climb on top.

She was so sexy. Her tits were perfect and her pussy was clean shaven. I could barely believe what was happening. Truth be told, I almost came seeing her like that.

So, after that night, things were kinda...strange between us. We were closer, but I always felt weird. Like somehow just talking to her was wrong. I went about my job as normal, but that brings me to the current time.

We have been seeing each other alot more recently. At least once a week she comes over and we hang out and then eventually have sex. However, things have taken a bit more risky turn.

On a few of our working days, our schedules overlap. I get in around 3pm, where she leaves at 5pm. I have master keys to the rooms, and there's 2 rooms which have been on perpetual maintainence. (Entire rooms needs rewiring) We often use it as our little "conjugal" room.

I gave her a set for the rooms so we meet up in there. It feels so dirty doing it at work, but it makes me feel so alive knowing that if anyone happened to be walking by, they would hear us fucking like animals in the room.

But anyways, yeah. I guess I'm a homewrecker now because she's filing for divorce in February.

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