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I love my husband but sex with him isn't satisfying enough for me. He's not a particularly bad lover, but he doesn't have a large cock and he's not very passionate or romantic, or even kinky. When we got married five years ago I knew about his shortcomings (forgive the pun) but I thought we could work through it. I'm not some gold digger, my husband and I are the same age and he's not rich. I married him because I was in love and I thought it would be enough. I was wrong. He's a good man, but after spending so many years fantasizing about better lovers and masturbating with a large dildo I made a decision to have an affair.
When I made the decision I didn't know how I was going to do it or who I would do it with, it was just a frame of mind I assumed. I was merely open to the possibility. I thought about all the men I knew and although I'm fairly sure many wouldn't hesitate to have sex with me, I was reluctant to initiate an affair with someone in our circle of friends. It was tempting, but it just seemed too dangerous.
I thought about it a lot, different ways I could cheat and get away with it. I almost became obsessed with the idea. It's fun just as a problem all by itself, sort of like trying to plan a perfect crime. I'm an intelligent woman, I like to believe I can solve any problem if I think about it long enough. Every possible way of having an affair has an element of risk, but I came to the conclusion that the safest way to cheat was to use the Internet.
I made a mental list of the things I would do to minimize the chances of getting caught. Among other things, I would limit my choices to guys that lived more than an hour's drive away, use a fake name, seek out married men rather than single guys, use HistoryKill to cover my online tracks, and get a hobby that would give me an alibi for time spent with my new lover (or lovers). I decided to take up pottery, since the closest place that offered courses was over an hour away it would account for the extra miles that I would put on my car.
All that was left was to find someone. Adult Friend Finder was the most logical choice because it's the largest sex-dating site. It didn't take very long to find a guy in their network who seemed perfect. The first guy I considered was Randy, a twenty-eight year old sales rep, married, and looking to cheat on his wife while visiting our city for a convention. The only thing wrong was the time constraint the convention placed on meeting him. I would have liked having a little more time online to get to know him before setting up a meeting place to go through with my plan, but it all worked out. After a week of exchanging emails and having a couple phone conversations, we set a date.
I went directly to his hotel room with a bottle of champagne. I was so nervous I could barely stand, but when he answered the door and said hello there was something very comforting about his smile. He invited me inside and we embraced in a passionate kiss in the doorway. As it turned out he was late getting back from a sales meeting and said he had just gotten to the hotel and needed a shower. I offered to wait, and I poured myself a drink while he got ready.
I tried to sneak a peek at him in the shower and it seemed he anticipated I would. He had left the shower door open and he saw me right away. I was embarrassed, but he wasn't. I ducked back and he called out to me, shamelessly holding his erect cock in his hands as he faced me.
It was a nice way to start our first love making session. I got undressed in the bathroom in front of him and then joined him. We groped each other everywhere and he soaped up my tits really well. His touch was electric. I almost had an orgasm when his fingers first grazed my clit.
We ended up in a wet tangle on the bed in a very short time. We couldn't get enough of each other and what followed was the best sex I've had in many years. He had a really big cock and he knew how to use it. I couldn't even get the whole thing in my mouth when I gave him head, and when he entered me for the first time I had an instant orgasm. I've never felt so dirty and sexy. It was true lust.
He was a little more perverted than I had expected, but I liked that. My husband has a thing for not wanting to try anything too kinky. Randy had brought a special bottle of lubricant for anal sex and when I told him I hadn't been fucked up the ass in three years he almost went completely nuts. It was like telling him I was a virgin. I don't like anal sex, but I told him I'd do anything to please him as long as he was gentle.
He had already cum twice before producing his bottle of lube and I wasn't sure if he would be able to fuck anymore when I put some on my finger and rubbed on my asshole. I closed my eyes and tried to give him a real show. I actually kind of hoped he wouldn't have been able to get it up anymore, but when he got behind me and I felt the head of his penis between my butt cheeks I didn't have to have my eyes open to know he was hard as a rock.
He fucked me in the ass and it hurt like hell, at least at first. His cock was just too big. I don't really know why I let him do it. I suppose it was a product of feeling as if I wanted to be taken, to be dominated. It's surprising, but it was exactly what I wanted, what was missing from my marriage- a bit of kink to make me feel like a nasty slut. Anal sex with Randy ended up being the most intense ten minutes of my life.
It's been a long time since that night and I never saw Randy again, but he opened up a new world to me. I've got a new lover now, a regular affair with a similar married man who seems just as perverted as Randy, maybe even more so. We've done some seriously freaky things together. My husband has no idea what I've been up to. Sometimes I feel really guilty, especially when I look at our mantle because it's filled with pieces of hand made pottery I bought to make it look like I actually have a hobby.
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