A Solution for Sex

My husband cheats, so I do, too. He doesn’t even know it. He keeps me locked up at home, so I use the computer to reach the world of men and pick them up. Adult Friend Finder is my program of choice, and it gets me what I want every time. John works like a dog so that I don’t have to; he says a woman’s place is at home, preferably in the kitchen. He’s such a busy man, though, that he can’t monitor me every single minute. I find lots of time for myself to be bad, to get men. I simply log online, turn on the webcam and surf for men who are also online at Adult Friend Finder. When I find one I like we’ll link cameras and watch each other get worked up about meeting each other. Then, just before it gets too far, I shut off my camera. “What in the hell did you do that for!” Dylan hammered on his keyboard. “Because I want you to come over and we do the real thing.” I answered. I called Dylan and gave him my address. He was there in twenty-five minutes. “What took you so long?” I demanded. “It’s noon, there’s some traffic out there,” he excused himself. I took Dylan straight to my husband's trophy room, where I really like to fuck. I love doing strangers in there - the thought of it really turns me on. John prefers to fuck standing up, or doggie-style, never just anywhere other than on the bed. That’s why it’s my favorite place to cheat on him. I pushed Dylan down on the floor and jumped on top of him. I could feel his hard cock between my thighs, and I pushed down on him, and rubbed against his hardness. Dylan grabbed my waist and moaned. “Are you going to have your way with me?” he asked, hopefully. “Yes I am,” I smiled. I lifted his shirt over his head, and he lifted mine. Dylan was everything John wasn’t in the bedroom; fun, eager to try new positions, and he wanted me to come. I did, and it was wonderful. I hadn’t noticed the time and I had to kick Dylan out before John showed up. Adult Friend Finder is there for me, though. I’ll meet more men like Dylan.