Cheating

It was a cold, rainy day, October as I sat near the window of the image waiting for the grocer to deliver my order. I thought about my husband, who served in the navy, on a carrier. He’d been gone for five months and I was thinking how much I missed his company, his conversation, his dick. We had only been married a month before Ed’s tour began and we made sure that every minute counted. We had to fuck six times a day and in so many different positions during this month.

Lalitha was obsessed with the laughter around her. The call she had just witnessed was like a ghost of the past, a ghost she thought was gone for good. She came from a colleague from her first place of work. Five years ago, almost in another life, Lalitha borrowed Rs 20000. She promised to pay him back in a month, but she couldn’t. The colleague had been good enough not to push her to immediately repay the money and the debt had remained. A few months later, the girl’s marriage came to a man working in the UK. The girl resigned from her work and was caught in the middle of the crazy rush that usually accompanies an Indian marriage. In the middle of that, she called Lalitha and gave her account number. She was casual and told her to deposit the money in the account when she had it. A week later, the lady left India with her husband. Lalitha had, at that time, really intended to repay the lady. But she didn’t stop taking it until she forgot. From time to time, it would appear in its memory and disappear for a long time.

My wife and I had another of our legendary fights and decided to stay in a hotel for the night and relax. The clerk looked at me a little funny when I went to check 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 of my emergency money in the car and, with a tip of $100, I soon had a room with no questions with double queens.

Have you ever asked what your wife gets up when she’s at work? Is she coming back later than expected, and rushes upstairs to wash and change before even having the chance to exchange a few words? Does she avoid intimacy at the excuse that she had a difficult day in the office? Does she wear inappropriate underwear for work? If all this sounds familiar, you should read.

I’d like to tell you a story about a situation that developed at work a year ago. At the time I worked in the service charged with an electric retail company. There were about ten guys serving all kinds of domestic appliances. We had some girls working on the help desk and customer reception on the stairs, but our floor was rather an environment dominated by men, so you can imagine the pleasure among the guys when our service manager used a very young cleaner. She only worked part-time, but she looked at her breasts swelling while she wrestled with the electric floor polisher every morning became a distraction. At 11:30, she would make tea and coffee and bring it around each of our offices on a plateau. Guys would always be mistaken, tickle her while she had the tray and usually have fun. She was a little embarrassed at first, but it wasn’t long before she came back as well as she had.

It was a hell of a New Year’s Eve party we put at our place. We invited 30 couples and 26 of them came. We drank and danced and naturally something to eat. The party was a costume party celebrating the last year and welcoming in the New Year. There were all kinds of costumes, surprisingly most of them were on the revealing side.

It was surprising that women wore costumes that even showed their naked breast and many of them even their nipples. Their skirts were so short that if they hung on everything, you could see their panties that was hardly more than a strap that covered their back rosebud and their pussy lips.

I caught Tina cheating on me six months ago and I was going to leave the wedding. Tina cried a lot and confessed to several things and somehow I was shot by what she said and we had the most intense sex ever. I always knew Tina was a bitch.

Since we played this game where Tina goes out every weekend and pretends she was fucked by a guy in the bar. When she comes home, she tells me about a guy who picked her up and how they fucked like crazy. It was fun and she was more verbal about it. Tina is 5-3" 145 (a bit round but firm) black hair and a very nice set of breasts. Tina is Italian and has these sexy Italian features.

I’m a 42-year-old married woman. I’ve been married for 17 years, with two wonderful children. I’ve never been unfaithful to my husband so far. I work for a public relations company, which is located next to a large mall. Two days ago, the unthinkable happened to me. I walked around the mall after work, looking for a pair of running shoes. I joined a woman’s gym and wanted a comfortable pair of shoes to work. While wandering around the mall, I saw this man, younger than me, looking at me. I’m a very pretty woman, 5'4", 110. I was wearing a black silk dress, a black pipe and black heels. I’m brown and pretty. At first, the look was boring. But I thought it was funny. I went to an athletic shoe store and that man followed me. I was looking for a pair of running shoes when this man came up to me and as if he could help. I was a little confused, not thinking he was working in that store, but maybe thought he did it and I saw it in a break. I asked him if he was working here and he said: I said how he could help me. He said I was a very attractive woman and he immediately attracted me. I thanked him for the compliments, but I told him I was married. That guy was very cute, I have to say. I asked him how old he was and he answered 24. I told him I was 42 and very married. He said he thought I was married, pointing at my wedding ring, but thought I wanted to have fun. I asked him what kind of fun and he said wild sex! I was amazed. But, I have to say, his words touched part of me that I never knew I had. I was excited. But I said, no, I’m not cheating. This guy, who later identified himself as Doug, said, it would be very exciting to make love with a total stranger and no questions. I was very excited and I could feel my panties getting wet. I said I was very excited about her offer, but I never cheated on my husband and I wasn’t going to start, especially with an unknown. I then left and started looking for a pair of running shoes. I found a pair and I’m sitting in a chair and I tried. Doug came to see me and told me you had very pretty feet. I thanked him for the compliment and told him that they were a pair, in a pleasant way. He watched me try both pairs. He made me excite. Then I bought the shoes and got out of the store. I didn’t see Doug until I walked in my car. This time I saw Doug, with another man, walking behind me. I was immediately scared, seeing these two men. Although my car was parked in a covered parking lot, it was a remote area, near the outside, second-level garage. As I approached my car, Doug asked me if I had thought of his offer. I said, yes, and I told him I wasn’t going to fool my husband. Doug then approached me, gently grabbed my left arm and turned to him. I was amazed but not really scared. Doug then kissed me, very passionate. I was really excited. Doug started feeling my boobs, which really made me hot. I realized I was going to do what he wanted. Doug then took the keys and handed them over to the other man. Doug opened my car and we got in. Doug and I in the back seat and the other man in front. Doug started to feel my whip and continued to kiss me. I could feel my pussy getting extremely wet. Doug took my dress off and took my shoes off. He kissed me and sucked my toes. It was as exciting and exotic as I ever felt. Doug pulled my panties and my hose. He destroyed them and handed them back to the other guy, who started to feel them. Doug then dropped his pants and exposed a big penis. He asked him to suck him a little and I did. I sucked it, which isn’t really my thing, but I was so excited that I wanted to suck it with zest. After sweating him for a few minutes, Doug will hit me with his dick. He started kissing me hard, I mean very hard. I was so involved, I didn’t know this other man sucks my feet. I was so excited that I was caught in this sexual atmosphere that forced me to do anything. I never thought of a safe sex and I didn’t really care about Doug getting into my pussy. I realized he was gonna do this, but I was close to an orgasm. I came as if I hadn’t come in for years. Doug then told me that he was gonna fuck up and I had two choices that he could do inside me or go out and fuck me on my face. I just told Doug to fuck me. I felt Doug exploded in me. Looks like a fire hose’s leaving. I’m back. Then I was spent. Doug drove me and I just put this down. This other man then exposed a penis in my face. This man was older, a little big but beautiful. He asked me if he could fuck me. I looked at Doug, a little confused, and Doug said, let him fuck you. He divorced and never has. I just said yes, but let me clean up a little. This man said I didn’t have to put his dick in me. This man started kissing me hard and I came back. This man fucked me longer than Doug and gave me several orgasms. I heard him say I’m gonna fuck myself. He did, he’s almost everything like Doug. I was full of sperm. Then I felt really sexy. I found a towel in my vehicle to clean my pussy. I dressed up and got out of my car. Doug kissed me and said it was great, right? Yeah, that was great. The old man kissed me and said goodbye.