I liked him an awful lot but would never have thought of having sex with him, well not actually having sex with him, until Tom made the big mistake of leaving his computer logged into Literotica a fortnight ago just before he came up to bed at two o'clock in the morning. He is cheeky with it and has a wicked sense of humour. He has an impish smile that turns to lecherous when he looks at me. He certainly had a glint in his eye from the first moment. Tom and I met Terry at the local pub one Friday night, he sits and talks sport with Tom but his eyes tell the story of what is real motive is and Tom is so thick he couldn't see it. He is 23 and clearly likes the older woman. Terry has been making it clear for some six months that he would love to shag the arse off me. They looked especially great half an hour ago spread across the bed with a very attractive young man's hips jigging between them - giggle. My legs and thighs have always been a strong point. OK, I don't have the body I once had but my tits have held up better than most. I have never felt like this before after sex. All this was new to me, a man talking to me like that, I hope he does it again. I was a naughty girl, wasn't I? But it did feel deliciously wicked. "Cute little cunt Louise," he said, "and so wet you naughty girl." I felt like a young girl showing my pussy to a lad, something I had never actually done. When I did open my legs it felt so naughty. My husband has never wanted to do that really. When he told me to open my legs it was like - what? It was like, god he is going to be able to see my slit. I was a bit disconcerted at first, you know, opening my legs like that for another man, I felt so exposed and especially with him being much younger than me. My husband had been my only lover until today, now I have had a taste of something else and it was fucking amazing. He makes me feel good, in fact better than I have ever felt. Half an hour ago I was fucking like there was no tomorrow with a young guy who lives a few blocks away, who is great to look at, has a fantastic physique and is just exciting to be with and to talk to. I needed a good seeing to and I have just had one.
I am not saying these things to mitigate my actions, I care a fuck what anyone thinks of me. He lays in bed with his back to me and snores like a pig. No more kisses before leaving for work or on arriving home, haven't had any flowers for years.
I tried to be understanding about it but gradually all outward signs of affection disappeared. We like to see a great body on a man and a lovely tight arse will always get our attention, well it does mine, but that is as far as it goes normally regardless of the fact that Tom has always been a "Wham bam, thank you Ma'am" husband at best and then usually when he was drunk. All women look at other men but you know what I mean, I would never have thought to have sex with one. I married Tom when I was 18 and sex with him was never the greatest but at least I stayed faithful to him, never looked at another man, well not really. Well, of course that is not strictly true because I have just had sex with a great lover who has just left me all aglow and bubbling but as far as my husband was concerned my sex-life ended when I was 40 years of age. So for more than six solid years I haven't had sex at all. You see I am 46 years of age and my husband has been basically impotent for six years or at least that was his story and I believed him. So I hope I get some brownie points for honesty.Īs I sit here in front of my monitor writing this confession I can feel a delicious trickle of spunk seep from my pussy into my panties, god, I can hardly suppress a giggle.
He is single and very attractive and at least I am coming clean about what I have done and if I get chance will do it again next week with the same man. The guy who has just fucked me and left by the back door is called Terry. I feel like a woman again and I am happy. I couldn't care less if you judge me or what that judgment is. I am not seeking anyone's approval for my actions. It was so good, my sex-life is up and running again, it is so exciting. I do not blame him entirely for my actions and I take my fair share of responsibility but at the same time I am not sorry or ashamed of what I have done, I enjoyed it and will be doing it again in all likelihood. He did not want to watch while his wife got a good rogering by another man nor would he have enjoyed doing so. He did not agree to be a cuckolded, it was not is wish or desire. Yes, I am married and my husband does not know about it yet but he might soon if I decide to tell him. My name is Louise and I have just been fucked.
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