I'm happily married with a husband who loves me very much and treats me very well. He is working very hard and doing well enough so I don't have to work but can be a mother and lady of leisure at home. If I have the luxury of being a bit bored, or if Tom is too tired to play, I shouldn't complain. And I don't complain. But that's not enough. I shouldn't be thinking of other men when I'm masturbating. That's really ungrateful. I shouldn't be attracted to other men I meet and I shouldn't look at them in a sexual way, but I do all these. I enjoy being noticed by other men. It's exciting and enjoyable. I've tried meditation, exercise, and cold showers, but every now and then, I'm burning with desire to be touched , stroked, caressed, grabbed and taken, and penetrated by a man. I'm highly sexed and I like adventure, novelty, variety, playfulness.
Fred has all of these, so I'm meeting him for dinner when my husband is away on a conference, while he is working hard so I can stay at home with baby and be relaxed and fresh . It's totally wrong. I'm don't deserve Tom. I'm just a low down low class slut from a broken family whic ant study and whose only redeeming feature is her looks. I was probably a willing whore and a happy hooker in my past life who got so very lucky in this present reincarnation.
So why am I looking forward to meet Fred so much? I've brought Tim with the maid to my in laws flat nearby and now I'm back in my room changing. I can't decide what to wear. I want Fred to look at me and admire me like before. I'm using his favorite floral perfume from L'occitane and his favorite light pink lip gloss. I apply mascara to my lashes. I decide I want him to desire me. My breasts are much bigger now because of my breastfeeding so I want to show them off. I matched a push up bra with a drapy light white cotton sleeveless blouse with black prints. The blouse has a zipper front, and I pull it down half way to show some breast. The mini skirt is barely mid thigh and I wear a three inch black heels and a narrow black choker. I'm barely finished when the door bell rings.
Hi Stuly! You look as pretty as before! Fred rewards my preparation. He gives me the once over look and inhales loudly, but returns his gaze to my face and exclaims, but sexier than before! I smile widely and look at his rugged tanned face, taking in his long sleeved shirt with rolled up sleeves and denim jeans. You look good too, and trim as ever! He steps in close to me and gives me a warm hug. I feel his strong arms round my waist and I feel attracted once again. Fred continues, It's so good to see you again, I really miss you, and your smile. Really? I thought you'd be chasing some cute young chick soon after I left you. Fred held my bare shoulder with his warm hand, looked me in the eye, and said seriously, yes, I fooled around when I was young, but you are my first after I got married, and you will be the last, because nobody can be better than you. I'm so happy I gave him a very broad and warm smile, I missed you very much too, i said, if only.... but Tom treats me really well and I'm very happy. He gave me another hug, a longer one, and it felt good. I didn't want the hug to end.
I get you a drink? Waters fine. I give him his drink and sit down next to him on the sofa. I like your flat, he says, just like in your old flat, I always feel very comfortable in your home. I get a flashback of the many afternoon delights we enjoyed in my bedroom on my bed in my old home. How come we are so cold and distant now? Great, I said, many things need to be improved but I've not gotten down to it because of Tim. I suddenly become very aware we are a man and a woman alone together in a private room and I feel his maleness very strongly. It's a quiet moment. We look at each other.
How have you been? He spoke warmly and very tenderly to me and closed the distance between us with 4 short words. I've been very lucky, Tom is good to me, and then there is Tim, I don't think I'm a very concerned mother, but he keeps me busy. How about you? You ok? Biz is bad, but I can retire off the rent from my few properties, you know, you used to help me with the leasing. Kids are very independent now, and my wife is as busy as ever with her high profile corporate job. We are a bit closer after you left but nothing great....
You should try and patch up with your wife better. After all, it wasn't only the kids that tied you down right? You cared enough for them to not want to hurt any of them. That's why today I'm with Tom and not with you. So what's the point if you don't make up? Fred replied, frowning, you're right of course, but she's very hard. It's the ruthless and cynical world of finance that makes her so. I wish she would change to a lighter job. Every time we have a smooth patch and our relationship is building up, she will spoil it all by going berserk over little things, threaten divorce, and reset us back to zero again. She is never wrong, whereas with you, no matter how bitter our fights, it's never the end of us, and you don't threaten a breakup, you are in tears and feeling helpless in your anger and then I think of your father leaving you as a child, and then I feel bad for you and then I want to make up. The difference is I see her as an ugly person when we fight and just trying to win whereas with you, I see someone just trying to fight for her rights to my time and attention, yet with a certain dignity, so you are actually attractive when we argue , because it shows that you care a lot.
Really? I still look good frowning and with my makeup and mascara all smudged? I smiled. Yes, he smiled back broadly, and very sexy. Remember how so many if our fights ended up in bed because you look so desirable when you're so engaged. Really? I'm so angry that I always thought how could you still want to have sex. I thought you just wanted runaway from the problem, to distract me and to shut me up or to punish me, or to humiliate me, because the sex is always rough when you're angry.
No, Stuly, after fighting,I actually suddenly find you very desirable, and also I find your hurting so pitiful that I want to soothe you. In fact, found it amazing that I could still have my way with you....Well, I replied, blushing, I took it that you wanted to make up but like the brute caveman, you couldn't find the words to express it, so I let you. Why couldn't you have said those nice things you just said then? Maybe I would have been more willing to remain your mistress and your no. 2. And why after a fight, there's so much oral sex, I thought you just wanted to stuff my mouth with your cock to shut me up, I giggled as I said this. Not really, but that's a good idea, it's just that when We argue, I look at your face a lot, and when decide I don't want you to hurt anymore, I keep looking at your lips as you talk, and I remember how much pleasure they can give. I laughed, remembering his expressive groans as I worked studiously on his cock with my lips and tongue and fingers. You know I love rough sex, I replied, so I enjoyed our angry sex very much. I always cum and the furious face fucking and the breathless deep throating I receive always turned me on. I didn't get enough rough sex then and now I don't get any at all. Maybe I should have made you angry more often.
It's not too late, Fred teased, let me make you angry now. I laughed and looked him in the eye fondly, and flashed at quick glance down on his crotch, he had a very obvious erection tenting his jeans. Don't tell me you aren't getting enough sex from your wife, I asked, pointing at Fred's erection. No, he said, and even when I do , I'm still imagining it's you I'm fucking. That's no good! I said, it's been two years already since we broke up. Don't do this. Fred said, its your fault partially, because sex with you is so much more fun than with my wife, I missed having sex with you so much. How about you? How's sex with Tom? (I'm used to telling Fred about my sexual adventures when we were having an open relationship as he wouldn't marry me and I needed to see if I could find someone else). Not so good. Boring but sweet. Nothing compared to you, I can't help comparing when you're such a good lover. But I usually don't think about you when I am having sex with Tom, and nowadays even when I'm masturbating except this afternoon...Toms been away and you called right when I was rubbing my clit, and after your call, I couldn't help thinking of our massage sex together when I continued masturbating. Does that make you happy?
Yes. Very, Fred replied. Think of me more when you're masturbating. Yes, in fact, why not call me for some dirty talk while you masturbate? Noooooo.. I can't do that. That would be unfair to Tom. Yes, tempting but unfair, besides you know I can't control myself once I get started and you will take take advantage and I'll probably end up going all the way. No. unless Tom divorces me, then you will get your no strings attached sex from me again. I love you fucking me and I still find you very attractive but I can't do this to Tom...Is Tom thinking of divorcing you, Fred asked? No, not in any way at the moment, but I've been pretending to be his angelic wife, and he's very religious and conservative, and when he finds out about my sexual past and what I'm really like, when he finds out that I'm just a low down lusty slut with a cunt for a brain, and all the dirty things I've enjoyed being done to me by so many men, I'm very afraid he will find me disgusting and unacceptable....
To be continued.
Fred has all of these, so I'm meeting him for dinner when my husband is away on a conference, while he is working hard so I can stay at home with baby and be relaxed and fresh . It's totally wrong. I'm don't deserve Tom. I'm just a low down low class slut from a broken family whic ant study and whose only redeeming feature is her looks. I was probably a willing whore and a happy hooker in my past life who got so very lucky in this present reincarnation.
So why am I looking forward to meet Fred so much? I've brought Tim with the maid to my in laws flat nearby and now I'm back in my room changing. I can't decide what to wear. I want Fred to look at me and admire me like before. I'm using his favorite floral perfume from L'occitane and his favorite light pink lip gloss. I apply mascara to my lashes. I decide I want him to desire me. My breasts are much bigger now because of my breastfeeding so I want to show them off. I matched a push up bra with a drapy light white cotton sleeveless blouse with black prints. The blouse has a zipper front, and I pull it down half way to show some breast. The mini skirt is barely mid thigh and I wear a three inch black heels and a narrow black choker. I'm barely finished when the door bell rings.
Hi Stuly! You look as pretty as before! Fred rewards my preparation. He gives me the once over look and inhales loudly, but returns his gaze to my face and exclaims, but sexier than before! I smile widely and look at his rugged tanned face, taking in his long sleeved shirt with rolled up sleeves and denim jeans. You look good too, and trim as ever! He steps in close to me and gives me a warm hug. I feel his strong arms round my waist and I feel attracted once again. Fred continues, It's so good to see you again, I really miss you, and your smile. Really? I thought you'd be chasing some cute young chick soon after I left you. Fred held my bare shoulder with his warm hand, looked me in the eye, and said seriously, yes, I fooled around when I was young, but you are my first after I got married, and you will be the last, because nobody can be better than you. I'm so happy I gave him a very broad and warm smile, I missed you very much too, i said, if only.... but Tom treats me really well and I'm very happy. He gave me another hug, a longer one, and it felt good. I didn't want the hug to end.
I get you a drink? Waters fine. I give him his drink and sit down next to him on the sofa. I like your flat, he says, just like in your old flat, I always feel very comfortable in your home. I get a flashback of the many afternoon delights we enjoyed in my bedroom on my bed in my old home. How come we are so cold and distant now? Great, I said, many things need to be improved but I've not gotten down to it because of Tim. I suddenly become very aware we are a man and a woman alone together in a private room and I feel his maleness very strongly. It's a quiet moment. We look at each other.
How have you been? He spoke warmly and very tenderly to me and closed the distance between us with 4 short words. I've been very lucky, Tom is good to me, and then there is Tim, I don't think I'm a very concerned mother, but he keeps me busy. How about you? You ok? Biz is bad, but I can retire off the rent from my few properties, you know, you used to help me with the leasing. Kids are very independent now, and my wife is as busy as ever with her high profile corporate job. We are a bit closer after you left but nothing great....
You should try and patch up with your wife better. After all, it wasn't only the kids that tied you down right? You cared enough for them to not want to hurt any of them. That's why today I'm with Tom and not with you. So what's the point if you don't make up? Fred replied, frowning, you're right of course, but she's very hard. It's the ruthless and cynical world of finance that makes her so. I wish she would change to a lighter job. Every time we have a smooth patch and our relationship is building up, she will spoil it all by going berserk over little things, threaten divorce, and reset us back to zero again. She is never wrong, whereas with you, no matter how bitter our fights, it's never the end of us, and you don't threaten a breakup, you are in tears and feeling helpless in your anger and then I think of your father leaving you as a child, and then I feel bad for you and then I want to make up. The difference is I see her as an ugly person when we fight and just trying to win whereas with you, I see someone just trying to fight for her rights to my time and attention, yet with a certain dignity, so you are actually attractive when we argue , because it shows that you care a lot.
Really? I still look good frowning and with my makeup and mascara all smudged? I smiled. Yes, he smiled back broadly, and very sexy. Remember how so many if our fights ended up in bed because you look so desirable when you're so engaged. Really? I'm so angry that I always thought how could you still want to have sex. I thought you just wanted runaway from the problem, to distract me and to shut me up or to punish me, or to humiliate me, because the sex is always rough when you're angry.
No, Stuly, after fighting,I actually suddenly find you very desirable, and also I find your hurting so pitiful that I want to soothe you. In fact, found it amazing that I could still have my way with you....Well, I replied, blushing, I took it that you wanted to make up but like the brute caveman, you couldn't find the words to express it, so I let you. Why couldn't you have said those nice things you just said then? Maybe I would have been more willing to remain your mistress and your no. 2. And why after a fight, there's so much oral sex, I thought you just wanted to stuff my mouth with your cock to shut me up, I giggled as I said this. Not really, but that's a good idea, it's just that when We argue, I look at your face a lot, and when decide I don't want you to hurt anymore, I keep looking at your lips as you talk, and I remember how much pleasure they can give. I laughed, remembering his expressive groans as I worked studiously on his cock with my lips and tongue and fingers. You know I love rough sex, I replied, so I enjoyed our angry sex very much. I always cum and the furious face fucking and the breathless deep throating I receive always turned me on. I didn't get enough rough sex then and now I don't get any at all. Maybe I should have made you angry more often.
It's not too late, Fred teased, let me make you angry now. I laughed and looked him in the eye fondly, and flashed at quick glance down on his crotch, he had a very obvious erection tenting his jeans. Don't tell me you aren't getting enough sex from your wife, I asked, pointing at Fred's erection. No, he said, and even when I do , I'm still imagining it's you I'm fucking. That's no good! I said, it's been two years already since we broke up. Don't do this. Fred said, its your fault partially, because sex with you is so much more fun than with my wife, I missed having sex with you so much. How about you? How's sex with Tom? (I'm used to telling Fred about my sexual adventures when we were having an open relationship as he wouldn't marry me and I needed to see if I could find someone else). Not so good. Boring but sweet. Nothing compared to you, I can't help comparing when you're such a good lover. But I usually don't think about you when I am having sex with Tom, and nowadays even when I'm masturbating except this afternoon...Toms been away and you called right when I was rubbing my clit, and after your call, I couldn't help thinking of our massage sex together when I continued masturbating. Does that make you happy?
Yes. Very, Fred replied. Think of me more when you're masturbating. Yes, in fact, why not call me for some dirty talk while you masturbate? Noooooo.. I can't do that. That would be unfair to Tom. Yes, tempting but unfair, besides you know I can't control myself once I get started and you will take take advantage and I'll probably end up going all the way. No. unless Tom divorces me, then you will get your no strings attached sex from me again. I love you fucking me and I still find you very attractive but I can't do this to Tom...Is Tom thinking of divorcing you, Fred asked? No, not in any way at the moment, but I've been pretending to be his angelic wife, and he's very religious and conservative, and when he finds out about my sexual past and what I'm really like, when he finds out that I'm just a low down lusty slut with a cunt for a brain, and all the dirty things I've enjoyed being done to me by so many men, I'm very afraid he will find me disgusting and unacceptable....
To be continued.
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DeleteI love your happily married woman being seduced stories. Any other encounter like yoga instrctor or some stranger. That was super hot. Fred stories r nice too but kinda repeat
ReplyDeleteThanks for good advice. I'm tempted to be daring and go for some very close encounters with new men.....so I have more stories to tell
DeleteI hope u had phone sex with fred. so wrong but so turn on. pls share juicy details!. love ur writing!
ReplyDeleteThanks! I need encouragement to write now that baby tires me out. I did have phone sex, SMS sex, hotmail messenger sex with Fred and s bit with the others many times. Let me see if I can dig them out or recall them.
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