Fair Is Fair
When I found out my husband had cheated on me with an old girlfriend of his I went crazy with jealousy. It took me about a week to get control of my emotions but I weighed my options and decided to forgive him and have an affair of my own in secret. It only seemed fair. I was sure he wouldn't do it again but to me our relationship just wouldn't feel right if I didn't do something.
It's difficult to explain, but if he could have sex with a woman and get away with it- not having an affair of my own would make me feel like he had taken complete control of our relationship. I don't like feeling helpless. Cheating on my husband to even the score would assert my independence and reassure myself that I'm in control of my life.
Almost a month went by without have a clear plan of how I was going to have an affair, or with whom. When I remembered that my cousin had found her husband through the Internet I bought a computer and got on the Net. I didn't bother trying to hide what I was up to. Online I felt safe getting straight to the point. For a listing in a dating site I took a picture of my tits with a web cam and I spent some time getting it just right. My pussy tingled with anticipation knowing that a lot of men would see my naked body.
It took less than an hour to find a guy I felt was more than adequate and we agreed to meet the next day. I was so excited about what I was going to do I felt like I had to tell someone. It was hard to keep a big secret like that in. An incredible urge to tell my husband came over me- not out of anger or to hurt him, just to share my excitement. I didn't of course, but that's how crazy I was about it.
As planned I went to the guy's apartment the next day and knocked on his door. I thought I was prepared for anything, but when I was greeted by a man with looks good enough to be on a soap opera I was barely able to say hello.
He was very polite and he invited me in for a drink. His name was Cory and I know that he caught me checking out his ass but he didn't say anything. He was very cool with the whole situation- the exact opposite of how I felt. As we talked he made me feel comfortable enough to change the topic of our conversation to sex.
He surprised me with a bold move where he said having sex was much better than talking about it and pulled me close. I made the next move and kissed him, darting my tongue around his bottom lip. From there I slithered down his body and helped him with his belt. I love unzipping a guy's fly for the first time, it's like unwrapping a present.
He had a large cock (much bigger than my husband's) and I licked the entire thing from base to tip. I got really into sucking on the head while stroking the base with my hand. He was appreciative of my efforts but before he came he pushed me away and led me by the hand to his couch. He helped me lean back and then spread my legs wide so he could lick my clit from top to bottom just lightly enough to make me incredibly excited, but not enough to come.
When I thought I couldn't take it anymore he pulled his mouth away from my pussy and started rubbing the head of his cock on my love button. I came before he put it inside me, but in the middle of my orgasm he thrust it all the way in and he told me later that feeling a my pussy contract around his cock was awesome. It was an awesome orgasm, but it wasn't the only one I had that day. We fucked for what seemed like hours and we did everything we could think of.
I'm not big on anal sex, but when he put a finger in my ass after I came the third time that day I wasn't in a position to tell him to stop doing anything. I don't know why, I think it was because I was so relaxed, but it felt different than it usually does. It was still a bit uncomfortable, but the more he probed my ass the more turned on I got and when he slipped his cock inside my butt I actually thrust my hips back at him to increase the intensity of the moment. I've never let any guy do me up the ass as long as Cory did, but what really amazed me was that I came. I'd never had an orgasm while getting fucked up the ass before.
When it was over he told me to call him as we kissed goodbye. Originally I hadn't intended on having sex with a guy more than once but I found myself calling the next day to make another date. It led to fucking him a half dozen times before I broke it off and I feel guilty now because I'm the one who has cheated more in my marriage. The only difference is that I'm pretty sure I enjoyed my affair more and my husband will never know about it. The guilt is something I'll have to live with, but I don't think it will be too hard. I'd much rather deal with guilt than jealousy.
Fuck Someone's Wife
Click Here
To Join The Best Dating Site On The Internet
|
|
|
|
