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It’s All About My Orgasm
I kind of cheated because it was right there in front of me, and it looked so easy. Everything thinks it’s always the man in the marriage that strays. That’s just not always the case. Women stray, too.
My husband Jay and I share a very healthy sex life. He satisfies me, but that’s not why I cheat. I do it because of the danger, of the chance of getting caught.
I was online one afternoon while Jay was out golfing. I was looking for something new for us to try when I found this hot web site called Adult Friend Finder. I toyed with the idea of having a threesome with Jay, inviting another woman into our bed as I scanned the member’s pictures. Some time later I decided to check out the men, and that’s when I really saw some members.
Scanning the male members was like pulling up a seat at the bare-ball buffet. I drooled over some of the men and fantasized about what it might be like taking some of those masterpieces into my mouth and then my wet snatch. A few minutes later I crossed the line.
I wanted to email the most beautiful cock I’d ever seen; I had to sign up, so I did. Leonard said he was married in his profile which was perfect for me, because I wasn’t looking for love. When he answered my email he included a cell phone number. I called Leonard and he asked me to meet him at a house he was showing; he was real estate agent.
Leonard knew what I wanted, and he’d invited me to a house with a hot tub out back. I had brought my bikini, and slipped into the tub with him as soon as I got there. “Listen, this is my first time, and I want it to be good,” I said as I grabbed his cock under the water.
“Slow down then,” Leonard laughed. “Let me get you warmed up,” he calmly said.
Leonard took his time taking my bikini off. He kissed and caressed my naked skin from tip to toe, and used his tongue to trace electric lines to my quivering mound.
My first time cheating with a married man from Adult Friend Finder was special. But, like most women, I’m never satisfied. I’m still looking for another special moment like the first.
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