Cheating

I met my current wife Jane on the Internet. Then we were married and very unhappy. My wife was very conservative and unnecessary to say that my sexual energies were unimaginable. An occasional jerk in the shower and sex maybe every two weeks was par for the course. Jane was also married to a very conservative man who actually wanted missionary sex twice a week.

Jane and I had an online affair for three months, and in those three months, we’ve been exploring our wildest sexual fantasies online. I think we thought we’d never meet, so let’s go online. I write Jane e-mails that start a fantasy and ask her to finish them. Boy, did she ever kill them. One of my fantasies was to be dominant over Jane and let her do slutty things. A fantasy I started was Take Jane to a shady club and let her suck a guy in front of everyone in the club. Jane finished the fantasy by sucking everyone in the club.

I’ll never forget the night I went to a party with some friends of mine. Most of them were married. Their age was 16 to about 26 years. Most women were between 16 and 21 years old. The party got a bit wild, a lot of drinking and most women/girls do a lot of blinking their charms.

My only friend, his wife was 17, they were only married about 8 months ago. Of course he fucked her six months before they got married. Anyway, she blinked with one of her tits, nice sturdy petite with pretty big nipples. Never both at once. She would also sit or dance in a way that you see a nice view of her tight bikini through filmy panties. You even got a flash of her pubic hair through her panties, they were so filmy. Like she had nothing. He seemed to show her charms to the other men and women.

It was a typical Monday afternoon and I waited for the kids to come home from school when the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find Anna, a good friend of mine standing there. I said come in.

Anna and I talked for a while when she told me she met this guy and he was great. Anna’s recently divorced and she’s only been back three months and she always keeps me posted on her dates. Anna said she dated him five times, and he was incredible.

I love my husband. He’s a good father to my children, he’s attractive and a good friend. We have a good relationship and we enjoy each other. Our sex life is amazing. I never thought I’d cheat on him, but sometimes things just happen.

Keith travels a lot in his work. On such a trip, the kids were at school, and because I had to work, they stayed with their grandparents. After work, a number of colleagues decided to go to a local bar for happy hour. Lance, one of the new associates, was unfamiliar with the area, so I offered him a lift. In retrospect, I wonder if there was anything Freudian.

My name is Jackie, I am blond-haired with a 36DD bust (which many men find attractive). This is a true record of my first affair, I was 39 years old then.

I worked in an office like Sales Manager when a new director came to work for the same company. My work was about traveling to meet clients in their office, and sometimes my director also came to the meetings.

It was a cold, rainy, October day when I was sitting by the photo window waiting for the errand boy to deliver my order. I was thinking of my husband, who served in the Navy, aboard an aircraft carrier. He’d been gone five months and I thought about how much I missed his company, his conversation, his dick. We were only married a month before Ed’s tour started and we made sure every minute counts. We fucked six times a day in so many different positions in that month.

Lalitha was unaware of the laughter around her. The call she just attended was like a ghost from the past, a ghost she thought was gone for good. It belonged to a colleague of hers from her first workplace. Five years ago, almost in another life, Lalitha had borrowed 20,000 from her. She promised to pay it back in a month, but she wouldn’t have been able. The colleague would have been good enough not to force her to repay the money immediately and the debt would have remained. A few months later, the girl’s marriage was restored in a hurry to a man who worked in the UK. The girl resigned and was caught in the middle of the crazy rush that usually accompanies an Indian wedding. In the middle of that, she called Liitha and gave her account number. She said to put the money in the account. A week later, the lady had left India with her husband. Lalitha wanted to pay the lady back. But she kept putting it off until she forgot everything. From time to time it would appear in her memory and then disappear for a long time.

My wife and I had another one of our legendary fights and I decided to just go to sleep in a hotel for the night and just relax. The clerk stared at me strangely when I checked in at 9:00 and had no ID. I explained to him the fight with my wife and how I left my wallet at home and the story about my emergency supply of money in the car and, with a $100 tip, I quickly had a room without asking questions with double queens.

Have you ever wondered what your wife does when she’s at work? Will she come home later than expected, and hurry upstairs to wash and change before you have the chance to exchange a few words? Is she avoiding intimacy as an excuse for having a rough day at the office? Is she wearing inappropriate underwear for work? If this all sounds familiar, you got to keep reading.

I would like to share a story with you about a situation that developed at work a year ago. At the time I worked in the busy service department of an electrical retail company. There were about ten men operating all kinds of household appliances. We had a few girls working at the helpdesk and customer reception down the stairs, but our floor was almost a male dominated environment, so you can imagine the fun among the boys when our service manager employed a really young cleaner. She only worked part-time, but saw her breasts wiggling as they struggled with the electric floor polisher every morning became quite a distraction. At 11:30 she made tea and coffee and brought it to every desk on a tray. The boys could always hurt her, tickle her when she had the tray and was generally messing around. She was a little embarrassed at first, but it wasn’t long before she gave back as good as she got.

It was a great New Year’s Eve party we did at our house. We invited 30 couples and 26 of them. We’d been drinking and dancing and, of course, eating something. The party celebrated a costume party last year and welcomed it to New Year. There were all kinds of costumes, surprisingly, most of them were on the revealing side.

It was surprising what women were wearing costumes that even showed their bare chest and a lot of them even their nipples. Their skirts were so short that if they leaned over their panties that was barely a noose that had covered their backs and their pussy lips.