Selfish Desires
OK, I've used guys in the past. Before I was married I got men to do a lot of things for me- buy me drinks, do errands, and I even lived with one guy for a couple months just because he gave me gifts and hosted a lot of wild parties.
I eventually married for love, and at first it was easy for me to give up all the extra attention only a variety of single guys can provide, but over the last year my marriage has been strained with financial burdens as well as long periods of separation while my husband was on business trips.
There were times when I felt so lonely that I wanted to phone up one of my husband's friends and have an affair. I know that I could make it happen in a second, but I do love my husband enough that I just couldn't do that to him. Instead I went months thinking about what I would do if a sexy deliveryman came to deliver a package or some other scenario where I could fuck some anonymous guy without anyone finding out.
Unfortunately none of my fantasies ever came true. Of the possibilities I had over three months: a deliveryman turned out to be a woman; the plumber I phoned had a massive potbelly as well as a hairy back; the pizza boy was really a boy, and a cute door to door salesman only wanted to sell me a coupon despite an invitation to come inside. I needed a man my husband didn't know, and he had to be at least reasonably good looking.
My prayers were answered when I discovered an Internet dating site. I actually hit myself when I stumbled on it. I felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner and within thirty minutes I had set up a rendezvous with a gorgeous young man.
My first time wasn't all that good. It turned out the young man lived in a dorm at college. We went back to his place and even though it was a small room and our privacy was questionable, it reminded me of my college days and I was more than willing to go for it. It was very exciting, but we had barely gotten started when some lanky roommate of his came back unexpectedly (with some loser friends) and ruined the moment.
I left after that and decided I'd try someone a little more mature. Reminiscing my college days is one thing, but being gawked at by a bunch of pimply geeks is another.
My second try I found Paul and I've had some of the wildest sex of my life with him. He's a construction worker and he has a beautiful tanned body. I get wet just looking at him with his shirt off.
My first time with Paul was at his apartment (I made sure this time to find a guy without roommates) and we fucked for an entire afternoon. I almost think of the place now as my secret love hideaway / aerobics center. I've done everything for him that I do for my husband and he's really into athletic sex. Many times I find that I have a bit of trouble walking when I leave- the after affects of two solid hours of fucking at a wicked tempo.
It's not the only place we've ever done it though. I almost left my husband for Paul and things got a little bit crazy for a few weeks. We did it in a lot of public places, but the wildest was in a park at sunrise. I also snuck him into my house a few times, but we were almost caught once so we stopped. We've returned to a regular schedule of getting together at the hideaway though.
I know it's selfish, but it just seems natural to have more than one lover. I actually intended to have a lot of one-night stands when I fist started looking for lovers online, but the way I see it Paul has the energy of ten men so it hasn't been necessary.
We've come to an understanding that our relationship is just casual and he started dating quite frequently. He tells me everything and it's kind of fun to hear about his exploits. Sometimes I worry that he's going to find someone special and our affair will end, but it's only a mild worry. I assume it will happen eventually, but I know just where to go to replace him.
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