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a sex story for the guys...part two soon

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By *omenlover OP   Man
over a year ago

Birmingham

had never cheated on my husband in twenty-three years of marriage, but he was absolutely convinced that I was having an affair and obsessed with the idea of getting me to admit it. The Inquisition had worn on all summer and after spending the last couple months of getting grilled about it on a near daily basis, I found out that he was having an affair of his own.

When I confronted him about it, he insisted that his affair was perfectly justified since I was already having one, and refused to believe that I hadn't. Far from helping matters, if anything, confronting him about his own affair only seemed to have intensified his obsession with getting me to admit to an affair that had never happened; and as the interrogations wore on day after day, I got to thinking that if it was already a forgone conclusion that I was sleeping around, maybe I should just go ahead and do it.

It was about one o'clock one afternoon when the lead man came around telling us we were going home two hours early. At that moment, I happened to be standing by my work bench talking to one of my co-workers who made a comment that I could come over to his place for two hours and nobody would know.

He was one of several guys I had fun flirting with during the day, and remarks like that weren't at all uncommon. Nobody took it too seriously and any other time, I probably would have laughed him off; but this time, he happened to be in the right place at the right time. The frustration with the situation at home was reaching the breaking point; I'd had enough and at that moment, something snapped deep inside.

While Ritchie wouldn't have been my first choice in a lover, he was recently divorced and neither of us has had a good romp for a while; plus the fact that he lived just a couple miles out of my way, which meant I could get in and out without arousing a lot of suspicion if I were seen along the way. If nothing else, this was my chance to work off some of the frustration while finally proving him wrong after years of being told over and over that I was fat and ugly and nobody else was ever going to want me. So .... Why not If you're going to have the name, you just as well play the game.

Pushing my misgivings aside, I took a deep breath; watching as his eyes dropped to my swelling chest. "Ritchie, today is your lucky day. Meet me in the parking lot and I will follow you home."

After a brief discussion, we exchanged vehicle information and agreed that I would wait for him to drive by, and then follow him home so nobody would actually see us together after work.

I was very nervous as I walked out to the parking lot but at the same time, it was also very exciting; my panties were soaked and I hadn't been so turned on in years. I soon found myself sitting in my car, waiting, with a thousand things going through my head. The raw excitement of what I was planning struggled against the guilt as I sat there wondering if I should (or could) really do this when I saw his car go by.

This was my moment .... Do I follow him home, as promised, or chicken out Taking a deep breath, I made my decision and pulled out to follow him.

As we drove to his house, the struggle between guilt and excitement continued. This wasn't the first time I'd thought about it after finding out about his affair, but I had always talked myself out of it before it got this far.

I kept telling myself that I was just going to take off my pants and lay back on the bed. He could get his jollies, I could prove to myself that I still had some control of my own life, even after years of not daring to sneeze without prior permission; and I would be on my way home in half an hour.

When we reached his house, he pulled into the driveway while I parked in the street; then followed him into the house. I kicked off my shoes once we got inside, and as he turned to lock the door, I turned around and debated on what to do one last time as my trembling fingers found the front of my jeans.

'This is my last chance to change my mind,' I thought to myself. 'If I do this, it will change everything. Do I really want to do this or not'

My head swirled with guilt and frustration, but something had to give. I made up my mind and quickly pulled my jeans and my panties down around my ankles before I had a chance to chance to talk myself out of it again. I stripped off my pants and folded them up before putting them on the kitchen table and turned around to find him standing there watching me.

I froze like a deer transfixed in the headlights as the realization that it was really going to happen this time sank in. I didn't know if he thought I was really serious about having sex with him, especially after joking around about it for so long; and I hadn't been too sure myself; but as I stood there, nude from the waist down, we both knew that now there was no going back. My offer to him was clear, now it was up to him whether or not it was really going to happen.

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By *omenlover OP   Man
over a year ago

Birmingham

Part 2...the story continues....As I remained rooted to that spot, my mind a blur, he moved over to me and taking me in his arms, he kissed me long and deep. My body trembled with excitement as I felt his hands first caressing my bare buns, and then sliding up under my shirt to find my bra strap. My breath caught in my throat as I felt him begin to unhook my bra.

"This wasn't part of the plan!!" I silently screamed. But a calmer part of me decided it's gone this far, and he's been checking out my boobs all these years, so I let him have what he wanted.

Breaking the kiss, he pulled my shirt up over my head; then paused for a moment with his hands gently massaging my shoulders as I bit my lip nervously, contemplating the fact that he was about to remove my last piece of clothing, leaving me completely exposed and vulnerable.

"I've waited a long time for this moment," he said as he hooked his thumbs in the straps and slipped my bra down over my arms, depositing it on top of the pile of clothes on the kitchen table.

As he stepped back for a better look, I shivered a little at the thought that this was the first time in over 20 years that anybody, other than my husband, had seen me naked ... much less standing naked in their kitchen.

"Patty, you're even more beautiful than I had ever imagined."

I stiffened a little, passionate but unsure, as he cupped my full breasts in his hands; massaging my soft flesh; watching my nipples harden as he flicked his thumbs over them. Then passion began to win out as he began rolling my nipples between his thumb and fingers while gently pulling out at the same time. It was like he knew just what turned me on as he bent down to suck and lick my hard nipples, getting a deep moan of pleasure from me.

My thoughts kept going back to the advice a dear friend had given me on the subject when I reached the end of my rope a couple weeks earlier: "You can't take it back once it's done, so be sure it's what you really want before you do it," he said. "But if you're going to do it, hold nothing back. You won't feel any less guilty if the sex really wasn't all that great, so give yourself to your lover completely while you're there, even if it's just for an hour. If you're going to do it, don't be afraid to enjoy it. Better to explore every pleasure the two of you can offer each other; then if you feel guilty about it, you'll at least have the memory of the wonderful time you had together."

part 3 to "cum" lol

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By *omenlover OP   Man
over a year ago

Birmingham

Let me know if you want part the guys lol

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over a year ago


"Let me know if you want part the guys lol"

You want the Stories and Fantasies section

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By *omenlover OP   Man
over a year ago

Birmingham

Yes

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