My boyfriend’s idea of cheating on me is to meet horny housewives online and fuck them in their kitchens. I caught him, followed him, and watched through a back window. Like a dog in heat, that’s what my boyfriend looked like having sex. He’s my ex now, and I use Adult Friend Finder, too. I meet married men, guys who just want some sugar on the side and they do favors for me, like fix my car and stuff like that. Life is wonderful now; all the cock and handy men I need, with none of the bullshit of marriage. Stew was the first guy I met on Adult Friend Finder. I picked him because he looked like a cool rockabilly type. He drove up in a ’67 T-bird, and he was everything I thought he’d be. He slapped my ass as I led him down the hall to the kitchen. ‘You’re going to taste sweet, I can tell,’ and he laughed. I just about slapped him but he was here and I was going through with this. This crude guy was actually turning me on. I stopped at the counter and turned to Stew. ‘Why are you so fantastic that I won’t regret meeting you?’ I asked him. Stew didn’t answer; instead he grinned and started pawing at my body. His rough hands grabbed at my tender tits. ‘Careful buddy, those things are attached,’ I huffed. Stew slowed down, but continued pushing my clothes out of the way so his mouth could reach what his hands couldn’t. I let myself be taken over by him and until he pulled out his prick and asked me to suck it. He tasted clean but sweaty, like he’d been playing with himself on the way over. I wouldn’t put it past a guy like Stew. I sucked him hard and vacuumed him down my throat a few times. I couldn’t keep it up because his cock was pretty thick. I let go and stood up. ‘You going to fuck me now or what?’ I said, and lifted my leg to the counter. Stew stared at my spread slit, and drooled. He fumbled until his prick was aimed right and then slid in to his shaved nuts. That’s when I knew I’d made the right decision to join Adult Friend Finder.