![]() When we were both naked, he reached down to finger me. We fell onto the bed and stripped each other down in between making out. With one kiss on his mouth and one hand grabbing his dick, hubby was already set to go. So I plucked up my courage, took my husband’s hand, and led him upstairs. He said hubby probably wouldn’t even realize it.Įven though I laughed it off, that suggestion refused to leave my mind.Īnd here I was, freshly fucked with a prime opportunity to act on it. And then McDreamy pointed out one more convenient fact – I tend to get really, really wet. After he explained it, I was adamant I could never do that because hubby would surely notice. I had never heard the word before so was completely clueless about what it meant. I was getting ready to go up and shower, which has become my practice after my trysts, when something McDreamy asked one day popped into my head: Luckily he was none the wiser on where I was coming back from – or WHAT I was coming back from – as he didn’t ask any questions. One day, after one of our mid afternoon flings, I was surprised to find hubby home from work earlier than normal. It’s the kind of perversion I could get on board with. He quickly confessed how much it turned him on knowing another woman’s wet pussy was soaking his wife’s panties. It quickly shifted to me wearing her panties and thongs when we would play. This turned him off more than I anticipated, which turned ME on more than I had anticipated. And surely I had to have some kind of boundaries in this affair.Īfter minimal coaxing I wore one of her corsets during one of our sessions. At first I refused because, let’s face it, it was kind of weird. We fooled around mostly in his bedroom because he had a kink where he wanted me to wear his wife’s lingerie. The hook ups started happening with more frequency, when we both knew it was safe. And I knew that hunky neighbor who I’ve been watching for years – who had never shown any real degree of interest in me – was more than eager to cheat on his wife with me. He now knew that quiet wife who lived next door not only wanted him, but had given it up for him. It became clear very quickly that was naive thinking, as all it did was open the floodgates of our mutual desires. For me, it’s my dramatically good looking neighbor – who I’ve named McDreamy for hotness reasons.Īfter lusting after him quietly from a distance, we had an unexpected but intense tryst, that may or may not have resulted in my husband unknowingly fucking me while my pussy was full of our neighbor’s cum.Īt first I was content with it being a one time, heat of the moment mistake. As is true with most married wives (sorry to break it to you!), I often fantasize about fucking someone I know.
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