“I went upstairs and retrieved a towel from the linen closet. When I got back to the living room, Guy was putting logs in the fireplace. He had removed his shirt and was just wearing a pair of athletic pants that were quite wet. I sat on the sofa and watched him start the fire. I must have been staring in a daze because when he finished with the fire, he stood up and turned toward me. I heard him say, ‘hello. Mrs. B?’ He was waving his hand at me to get my attention.
“I apologized to him and handed him the towel. As he reached out to take the towel from my hands, I saw him eying me up and down and I realized I still had not put on a robe. He then sat on the couch beside me and dried his head and upper body. Oh baby, I couldn’t take my eyes off him.” Tears started flowing again. “I’m so sorry,” she wept.
“Go on,” I said gently, “what happened?”
“Well, I made some comment about him getting the sofa all wet. He apologized profusely, but it was the way he did it that sent shivers all over my body. When he said he was ‘so sorry,’ he put his hand on my thigh and kind of slid it toward my knee as he stood up. I froze. I didn’t know what to do. It seemed rather innocent, but then again it seemed rather forward of him. If that wasn’t enough, he then proceeded to remove his pants. Baby, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. He had his back to me at first, but when he turned to face me his penis was, um, shall we say, ‘somewhat firm.’ He wasn’t huge and he wasn’t erect, but I could see he was getting turned on. Maybe he was staring at me in my PJs. I don’t know. I didn’t look at his face. Oh baby,” she sniffled and let out a brief sob, “I was so mesmerized by his cock. I was just staring at it and he was letting me stare.
“He then reached out and gently stroked my cheek with the back of his hand. I couldn’t move. My mind was so conflicted. I knew this situation was all wrong, but at the same time, it all felt so right. I wanted to experience his penis. I wanted to put my hands around it; feel it’s firm softness. I wanted to put it in my mouth and taste it’s saltiness.” She began to cry as she said, “I wanted to feel it inside me.”
At this point she completely broke down again, her body shaking as she sobbed. “Oh God! I’m so sorry, Jim! I don’t want to wreck our marriage! I don’t know why, but it’s like I couldn’t help myself! I just had to feel that penis!”
I pulled her close again and she sobbed for a few minutes into my chest. I put my hand on her head and smoothed her hair down to her shoulders. After repeating that a few times, I caressed the small of her back in small circles until she stopped crying. She sat upright and I could see the tears running down her cheeks and dripping from her jaw. I took of my shirt, which was quite damp, and my undershirt. With the lower part of the undershirt, I wiped the tears from her face.
“I understand, honey.” I said, “Really, I do. Now tell me what happened next.”
“Well, I reached out for his penis. I was so nervous. My stomach was full of butterflies and my hand was shaking, but I wrapped my hand around his growing penis and pulled him closer to me. Then I just rubbed it all over with both hands. I rubbed his inner thighs, his scrotum, his balls, and his penis. He was completely hard by then and a little bit of precum started to ooze from the tip. He was circumcised and I would guess about 7 or 8 inches long with moderate girth. It wasn’t gigantic or anything. It was just…beautiful.
“As I fondled him, he reached down and started fondling my breasts; just kneading each in turn with his right hand. Then he reached down and pulled my pajama top up from the bottom. I didn’t resist. I just lifted my arms and let him slide it up over my head. Then I bent toward him and put his penis in my mouth.” The crying started again as she recalled the physical start of her infidelity.
This time I took her right hand and placed it on my crotch. Her eyes opened wide in disbelief and the crying stopped with a sniffle. “Are you hard!?” She asked, incredulously. I just smiled at her. “This is turning you on?”
I nodded, “Please continue.”
After another brief sniffle, and with an indescribable look that was kind of a mix of astonishment and relief, she continued. “Well, I ran my tongue around the head of his cock, then from the bottom of his shaft to the tip. I put the whole head in my mouth and took him in as far as I could, which wasn’t very far. My gag reflex is too sensitive. Then I took his cock in hand and rubbed it around my face, smearing my saliva and his precum around my cheeks and chin.
“He reached down, and taking my head in his hands, he kissed me softly on the mouth. It was just a gentle brushing of the lips at first, then he parted my lips with his tongue, and we began to kiss with more urgency. All I could think about was having him in me. While we kissed his hand slid down my stomach, inside the waist band of my pajama shorts, and brushed through my mound. Then his fingers started probing my pussy. He slid one, then two fingers inside easily. I must have been soaking wet. Then he broke the kiss and put his fingers into the waist band on either side of my hips and started tugging down my shorts. Without the least hesitation, I lifted my bottom off the sofa and let him remove them. Next, he gently took me by the shoulders and laid me down on the sofa.”
At this point, Julie undid my pants and started sliding them down along with my underwear. My rock-solid cock popped out and slapped against my lower abdomen. “Really, are you that turned on?”
“Please, just tell me all that happened last night.” I gasped, as she started rubbing my dick.
I started removing her clothes as she went on, “Well, he got up and knelt on the couch at my feet, so I just naturally spread my legs. Then, supporting himself with his hands and arms, he hovered over me. I could feel his cock rubbing against my thighs and bumping against my pussy.” I had removed all of Julie’s clothes by this time. I felt her pussy and it was sopping wet. She continued, “I was so horny, I just reach down, grabbed his cock and placed at the entrance. Then he just pushed right in.”
“Did it feel good?” I asked as my index and middle finger slipped into the folds of her slick pussy.
“Uuhh. Oh yes. Mmmmmm,” she replied as I worked my fingers in and out of her cunt. I then gently guided her over my throbbing cock, and she proceeded to spread her lips and lower herself, cowgirl style, onto me. There was no resistance as she put her weight down on my cock and I slid all the way in.
“So tell me, how was the sex?” I asked as she raised and lowered herself on my dick.
“Oooooo, uh,” she began breathlessly, “he was young and impetuous. Mmmmmm. He entered me and started fucking me hard. Uuuhhhh. It felt wonderful and I lifted my head to see him going in and out of me. Oh God! You’re bigger than you’ve ever been. Mmmmmmm. Does it excite you thinking about Guy’s cock pumping into me?”
I pulled her close to me and hugged her tight as she rode on my cock. “Yes,” I whispered into her ear. “What happened next?”
“Mmm. Mmm. Well. Ohh. He, uh, just kept fucking me hard, mmmnnn, until he came. Oh, fuck this feels good. It only took a few minutes, Aaahhh, but when he started grunting, uummnn, and I felt him tighten up, shit, I had a big orgasm. Uuuhhh.” With that I grunted myself as I shot a huge load into Julie’s tight, slick pussy. She, too, yelled out and came, then collapsed against me. “Wow,” she said, “that was fantastic!”
I had to ask. “Was the sex with him the best you’ve had?”
“Yes and no. He was too young and inexperienced for the actual sex to be any more than average, but it was so taboo; so risky, so adventurous. I’m not saying it very well.”
“No, no,” I replied. “I understand what you mean. Next time….”
“What do you mean, ‘next time?’ I don’t want to cheat on you ever again. I love you too much. This was a one-off.”
“Next time,” I continued, “I want to watch.” She just looked at me with a devilish grin and kissed me hard on the mouth.