I did something bad the other night, but it felt so good…My friend was out of town, but she hadn’t told me and I dropped by to return a few books she’d loaned me and her husband answered the door. I was just going to give him the bag of books I was returning but he asked me to come in. I somehow went against my better judgment and went inside. He gave me some wine and said he was just about to start dinner for himself, would I like to stay, as he hated to eat alone. I accepted and he barbecued some steaks for us and had made a nice salad and baked potatoes.
We had a wonderful evening and a few hours later after a great meal and conversation and wine, I said I should be going and he asked me not to and leaned over and kissed me. I kissed him back and passionately. I had always liked him and I knew there was no chance of my friend returning home that night since she was out of town for a few days. He got up and led me to the bedroom and made hot, passionate love to me. I got wetter than I had in years the way he touched me and fucked me in their marital bed.
I felt like such a cheating whore, but I wanted him to touch me and my friend was the last person on my mind. All I could think of was how good his cock felt inside of me and how long he could last before cumming and how he was ready to go again in five minutes. I spent the whole weekend in bed with him, my friend would have a cow and never speak to me again if she found out, I’m sure of it. I can only hope she never finds out what I did with her husband.
