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He lay down next to me, cuddling for a while, but then he started to fidget a little, and I knew it was time for him to go.
Just as I thought it, he said, "I really have to go." I made the first move to get up, so he wouldn't have to feel uncomfortable.
"Your friend is going to start calling hospitals," I joked, and he smiled at me, warmly and appreciatively.
"You're wonderful," he said, sitting up, and I took a long last look at his naked body, searing it into my memory. "This was so good. I am really glad I met you."
"Me, too," I said, handing him his clothes. I stayed naked, wanting him to remember me this way, undressed and ready for him. "I hope it's not goodbye forever."
"I'd like that, to see you again." He stood and buckled his pants.
"I'd like that too," I told him.
"So-o," he said, buttoning his shirt, hiding his wonderful chest from my view, "we can do this again sometime?"
"Just try not to make me wait too long."
"That's a deal," he said, and I threw some clothes on as we talked about when my husband would be home, and when he would be away again, and how he could contact me. We walked to the door making plans to see each other again. I was hardly paying attention, thinking to myself how excited I was, how wonderful the weekend had been, and loving that I'd had such a wonderful experience. At the door we kissed, and he pinched my nipples through my tank top, sending searing bolts of pleasure through me yet again. I groaned into his mouth as we kissed, then pulled back.
"You have to stop," I said breathlessly, half of me wanting him to keep going, to never stop.
He looked in my eyes, then at my nipples, hard again under my shirt. "That's so you'll be thinking about me," he grinned, and kissed me again, and left. I watched from the door as he went to his truck and pulled away. I stayed there, felling my nipples still hard, thinking about him till his truck disappeared from sight, then closed the door.
It had turned out better than I could have dreamed; no impersonal sex, no regrets, and an emotional connection with overwhelming physical attraction. God, I thought, I hope this is what my husband wanted for me, because I certainly enjoyed it immensely!
- COMMENTS
Jlyn13 months agoShe formed an emotional attachment to the guy. She was comparing him to her husband. It wasn't just sex; she wanted more with little thought of her husband, and he would soon regret it. At least, that's the impression I get from her thoughts after her lover had left. Another chapter would have been nice when the husband returned and his reaction when she told him.
Anonymousover 1 year agoThis is truly a loving wife and husband. She is neither cheating or a slut for exploring her sexuality. I really don’t understand these losers who read these types of stories and then make derogatory comments. Clearly they have a very limited if any sex life with their own wives and will never understand the tremendous pleasure a sharing couple enjoys.
mrsrobinsonxxover 1 year agoI loved reading that. So much detail. I must admit I was aroused. Yes, you could say that she cheated, but come on, where was the harm. I'd love her to tell her husband when he arrived home. Let him be the Judge. I've done very naughty things behind my husband's back, but, during the last couple of years, I've had other men with his "consent", for want of a better word. Tell you what, the latter were much more exciting. Anne.
26thNCover 4 years agoAnother damned whore and her cuck husband story that smells and reads like horseshit.
CharlotteBlue69over 5 years agoI’m in a wonderful sex filled marriage to a guy I consider the hottest, most compassionate and caring man in the world. Until a few years ago, he was the only man I had ever experienced in bed. Our emotional bond is unbreakable. He tells me I am his favorite porn star and wants me to enjoy life’s pleasures to the fullest. It was my loving husband who slowly encouraged me to enjoy both other women and then other men. I went from being an innocent wife to a what my husband calls a ‘hot wife.’ Yes, I have sex with other women...a lot! I also have periodic sex with other men. No, my husband doesn’t watch or at times even know I’m with someone else. Still, when he gets home, I tell him every detail. He gets pleasure from my being pleasured. To be totally open, I do feel an emotional bond to some of my lovers, but it pales in comparison to the bond I have with my husband, the man I will spend my life with. So, all of you anonymous loving wife haters, get a life. This is a wonderful story that made me hot and my husband hard.
