The Erica Miller Story

I turned to Jackson, my face burning with rage. He looked me straight in the eyes and spoke softly,

"I know, I know," He said.

I was livid.

It took me 20 minutes of angry outbursts aimed at them both before I started to feel any semblance of calm. I knew Michelle's betrayal would never leave me but Jackson and I continued to talk it out. Jackson told me that he had actually hoped Michelle would leave her husband so they could be together but now the reality of the type of person she is made him feel lucky it has ended.

Jackson continued to tell me about the issues he had with his ex-wife and children and how he struggled to get visitation rights. I told him about my work and soon enough I began to warm to him. Before we knew it an hour had past.

"Damn I need to get home," I said.

"I didn't realise the time," He said looking at his watch "I feel like I have been in therapy Erica, thanks for listening to me. It feels great to get it all off my chest."

"Anytime," I said laughing along with him.

"Same time next week doctor?" He replied, "What's your hourly rate?"

"Too much," I said quickly "You may need a loan or maybe sell your truck."

I was now giggling like a silly schoolgirl.

"No way," He countered "If you're that expensive I may end up living in that thing."

We both burst out laughing together when he suddenly looked at me seriously and my stomach dropped.

"Seriously, I know it's strange but I really do feel much better after talking. You have a gift for helping people Erica," He said.

I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me and blushed as I lowered my head and whispered sheepishly,

"Thank you."

"Do you think we could speak again sometime, I would like some advice on my children," He asked and I took a minute to think about it.

"It's probably not a good idea," I said apologetically, "Sorry."

"I understand, we're already in a complicated situation I guess," He said.

He proceeded to thank me again before opening the door and leaving my car. I watched him walk back to his truck despondently which left me feeling bad. I started the engine of my car and pulled away. I had a horrible feeling that I was somehow abandoning him so as he was about to enter his truck I pulled over.

"Noon next Saturday, same place but promise me now you'll cut off all contact with Michelle," I said hoping he would accept the deal.

He walked towards my car and handed me his cell phone.

"You delete her details and block her number," He said, "That way I cannot back out of the deal."

I found her messages and deleted them all along with her number.

"Tell nobody Jackson," I said sternly.

He thanked me again and I left for the drive home.



It wasn't until I drove into town that the whole situation hit me. The fact is I had arranged to meet a man who had been having an affair with Michelle, the same woman who had lied and insulted me. I was conflicted between not turning up to the meeting or just having it out with Michelle.

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As I made my way to the meeting with Jackson an uneasy feeling refused to leave me. I was nervous and when I arrived at the motel parking lot Jackson was already there. Those uneasy feelings intensified. I parked up and Jackson soon joined me. He was much better dressed than before and even had a new haircut. I felt that he had made an effort so he obviously respected me at least.

"Hi Erica. Thanks for seeing me again," He said cheerfully.

I could smell his cologne and I was worried it would fill the car which may lead to some questions if David or the kids should notice.

"You look different," I remarked.

"Well I thought I best make the effort when seeing my new shrink," He joked breaking some of the tension I was feeling.

"Do you not like it?" He asked.

"You look very handsome," I replied.

A huge smile crossed his face and realising what I had just said caused me to blush again.

We talked about lots of things and I found him very easy to talk to. He told me about his childhood and his relationships. He had a very gentle manner about him and after a while he then turned to me,

"Right my turn to be doctor, Talk to me Erica," He said.

I laughed until I realised he was being genuine.

I began to talk and very quickly things just came out of me. It felt great to actually talk to someone about work and life. David was always too self-indulged to be interested in my career; after all I was the dutiful wife of a church pastor. But here I was with Jackson and we just seem to click.

After that first meeting I decided to meet with Jackson a couple more times. However the feeling that we were ourselves engaged in an affair made me question my actions. I decided it needed to end. The secret meetings, the lies to my family about my whereabouts and my avoiding Michelle was beginning to be noticed. Jackson and I agreed to meet one more time and then move on with our lives.

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By our final meeting Jackson and I were completely comfortable with each other. We had spoken so much about everything but the one subject we had not discussed was his affair with Michelle and before we parted for good there were a few things I needed to know. As I raised the subject a smile crossed his face.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Well to be honest sex with Michelle was pretty wild," He said making my heart leap in my chest.

It had been the first time we had ever talked about sex in any of our meetings.

"She really was repressed you know," He continued.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well she knew what she wanted and she told me exactly how she wanted me to speak to her," He said chuckling to himself.

"She was rampant," He added.

I just couldn't imagine her like that before all this happened but now I wasn't sure I really ever knew Michelle. My thoughts were disrupted by Jackson as he continued,

"She couldn't get enough of me Erica. Even when we weren't together we would engage in phone sex, she loved to talk dirty," He said reminiscing.

There were butterflies in my stomach and now curiosity had the better of me.

"What did she say?" I asked nervously.

Jackson looked into my eyes and I felt my body flush and a small tingle developed between my legs.

"Well she loved to be degraded. I would tell her in graphic detail what I was going to do to her at the next meeting."

"Go on," I said breathlessly.

He looked at me and hesitated for a second before swallowing hard.

"Well I would tell her I was going to throw her onto the bed and tear her clothes off. Then I was going to bend her over and spank her ass until it was red raw. She would squeal in excitement at that. Then I would tell her that only then would I eat her pussy and not stop until she had orgasmed over and over across my face."

I could tell he was getting excited by this conversation and I should have ended it but I was now pretty aroused myself and the vibration between my thighs had now been replaced with dampness.

"When we got together I would make her cum so quickly and I used to make her beg to be fucked. I would call her names like little bitch, prissy fucker and Miss Perfect."

As soon as he said Miss Perfect my mind flashed to Reed and him calling me that while fucking me in his trailer. That familiar ache now inhabited my body and focused on my pussy. I squirmed in my seat as I tried to shake off these feelings attacking my senses. As I did I could feel how soaking wet I had become and I could feel my swollen clit rubbing against my underwear. Jackson was still talking but I wasn't paying any attention but I did manage to catch the end of what he was saying

"As I fucked her she went wild. She always wanted me to cum inside her and that just sent me over the edge, the thought of breeding her."

What did he just say? Breeding her? The words lingered in the air until I felt his hand on my arm

"You ok Erica, Erica."

I turned to him and parted my lips to speak when he launched himself at me and kissed me hard and passionately on the lips. I took his tongue into my mouth and our tongues duelled. He thrust his hand up my dress and I parted my legs to accommodate him. His fingers stroked my inner thighs until they found my soaking mound, he slid his fingers into my underwear and over my labia, I was already hot and wet. He slid two fingers into my vagina and I felt him bend them upwards so his palm was pressed against my clitoris.

"No...we...can't do this...we...ooohhh," I was cut off.

He replaced his palm with his thumb and found the swollen damp nub of my clit. It sent me over the edge and I came all over his fingers. My legs were now wide open and I had dropped lower into my seat. I was shaking as I pushed my hips forward to meet his fingers. I came to my senses and realised the situation I was in.

"Stop Jackson...we have to stop," I pleaded but he just looked at me saying nothing.

He reached over and grabbed my left leg and spun me around. My head was now resting against the window and he pushed my dressed up and over my hips. He reached under me and removed my panties down over my shoes. My legs opened and he was now staring at my soaking wet hole.

"Stop...please...stop," I whimpered pathetically.

He lowered his head and started to speak

"I'm going to eat your pussy you perfect little bitch and you're going to orgasm all over my face, you understand?" He said forcibly with an intent that shocked me but also sent my lust and desire to a whole new level.

He kissed my inner thighs and worked upwards until I felt his tongue on my perineum, he then gave me long lingering licks up along my labia and finally flicking my swollen clit. My hips shook involuntary with every movement.

"Mmm...don't stop," I whispered breathlessly, "I need it, make me cum Jackson."

He continued his attack on my senses as the intense heat in my body began to build and leave me closer to release.

"Oh...huh...my...god...aahhhhh."

He locked his lips over my clit and sucked hard. My hips began to shake and my legs fought to stay open as I orgasmed violently over his face. My body went rigid and my toes curled as I struggled to take a breath. My hips thrust up to his mouth countless times as I realised my juices, I felt both weak and numb before the waves of pleasure finally subsided.

"OH...MY...Hmmmmm," I yelled while still trying to catch my breath.

"Holy shit Erica that was intense," Jackson said emerging from between my legs.

I sat up and straightened my hair and lowered my dress as I reluctantly turned to face Jackson. I recoiled as he sat there holding his cock in his hand. A thick head and about 3 inches were protruding over his hand. My eyes opened wide as he sat there stroking it releasing a few glistening drops of pre-cum that he rubbed over his meatus with his thumb.

He looked at me before moving his head forward to kiss me. I accepted his lips and he pulled me closer to him. I felt his left hand behind my neck as he broke away from our embrace and pushed my head down towards his now angry looking cock. I parted my lips and took the head into my mouth and sucked hard causing him to jump. I flicked his frenulum with my tongue that caused him to moan. After a few sucks I took more of his cock into my mouth, the pre cum and some saliva escaped my mouth and were dribbling down his shaft to his large testicles, I reached a hand over and began to massage them. I was losing control as I sucked harder and faster, taking him deep into my warm mouth. I was no expert but I was lost in the passion and the occasion overtook my judgement.

"Yeah that's it, suck that cock baby, I want to fill that perfect little mouth."

His words fuelled my arousal and his hips began to move upwards to meet my mouth.

"Grab those balls," He ordered.

I continued massaging them and gagging on this monster invading my throat.

"Urgh...fuck," He said.

I felt his cock get harder and the giant head grew to fill my mouth even more. I could feel his testicles contract in my hand.

"OH...FUCK...YES...YES...GRRRR," He growled loudly.

His body went rigid as he fired rope after rope of his hot salty cum into my waiting mouth and down my throat. I struggled to swallow it and some escaped and trickled down his shaft. I loved the taste and overcome with lust I swallowed everything I could before licking his balls and shaft clean of any remaining juices.

I fell back into my seat as Jackson was looking up to the roof. He finally exhaled and began to speak

"Wow Erica...Wow," He said.

I wiped my mouth and just stared at his softening cock before he put it back into his pants. I looked up to him and he leaned over to kiss me. I took his tongue into my mouth and we embraced for a moment. I felt exhausted.

We cleaned ourselves up the best we could and as I regained my bearings I reaffirmed that this was to be our last meeting. He looked dejected but said he understood. We said our goodbyes and I drove home back to my husband, back to my kids and my life. I was awash with guilt as I shuffled in my soaking wet seat. What I had experienced recently was totally out of character but it felt so good, like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. If sinning was so bad, why on earth did it feel so damn good?

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Life carried on, as it usually does. David was oblivious as usual and any apparent changes to my character went completely unnoticed. Michelle tried and usually failed to avoid me. I decided not to confront her about Jackson and only once did she raise the subject. She asked me my whereabouts the first time I met Jackson and I played dumb telling her the meeting with the client took longer than usual. I asked her if that was a sign that she had met Jackson when promising not to do so, she just told me that it was all over between them. She was a good liar I will give her that but then I suppose I am too.



Epilogue

Michelle got her promotion to the Randolph Rustin Correctional facility which meant that they moved home to be closer to work. I thought the new job and house will allow her to focus on her marriage and children. Sadly that wasn't to be the case.

Eight months after starting her new job as a case worker she was caught having sex with some prisoner named Javon Marshall and it made the national news. She had ruined her life. She lost the job, her career and her freedom. She was sentenced to two years in the very woman's prison she used to work. On top of that the embarrassment caused to Greg led to him divorcing her and she lost custody of their kids.

I hope she doesn't speak of her affair with Jackson. That could really come back to haunt me.