I know! Truly I do, it’s bad form to cheat! Yet sex, or the lack thereof has been an issue for a few years now and I find myself unable to stop myself any longer. I love her, but I need to get off from time to time.
So, I’ve found myself using online dating sites to flirt and chat with girls.
At this point I should probably add that I’m an Irishman in his 50’s from Ireland, but I keep myself in shape, and as it turns out….younger girls seem to like a silver fox. Or at least some do. Many others don’t….
My wife has found herself spending a lot of time with family recently, looking after them, and of course I help out too, but there’s days when I’m left alone, and my teenage daughter’s spend their time in their rooms on their phones. That means I’ve had time to set up a profile and start messaging girls.
In the interests of fairness, I’m up front with them, and some understand, and others don’t approve. but I’ve had a bit of fun messaging with a few women ranging from early 20’s up to around my own age.
Then I came across Megan, in her early 30s and absolutely gorgeous. Looks no more than a day over 25. Her photos drew me in immediately. Long black hair, cheeky smile, and a few nice shots of cleavage and her figure.
Now I’m a big guy at 6ft3. Keep myself in shape too, go to the gym more days in the week than I don’t and have a few weights in my Dad cave too. The hair is pretty silver with a splash of black remaining and a beard. She seemed very taken with my arms and told me how I could likely pick her up with ease quite often in our first few exchanges.
She didn’t mind that I was married, she was out of a relationship and just looking for something that wasn’t a relationship. We exchanged a few private photos and it was clear there was a spark there. Up until this point I’d rationalised in my head that nothing I’d done was really cheating.
Megan wanted to meet!
Truth is, I really wanted to meet her!
I needed to feel myself inside her. Not just telling her that I did, and showing her what would happen if I were!
After some discussions, I agreed. My wife was going to be away for the night. My daughters were going to be away too visiting friends. I was free to do whatever I wanted.
In the summer, it wasn’t unusual for me to take a spin to the beach in the evening for a walk, and sometimes a quick dip. So we decided to meet at the beach. It was a nice evening, quite warm for Ireland but fairly deserted. Myself, Megan and perhaps two other cars.
It’s awkward for a moment or two when we meet. Hugging before deciding to go for a walk along the shore first. We chat idly for a while, enjoying the fresh air and quickly discovering that the chemistry is there in person too. Soon we’re back at the cars, and the other two cars are still there, so Megan gets into mine. A large estate car, and we go for a spin. I’ve gotten to know the area over the years and know a few quiet spots.
Once I’m pulled in, it’s only a few seconds before our tongues are rammed down each others throats! We’re pawing at each other frantically. Both keen to get right to the good parts! I suggest opening up the boot at the back, I’d already pushed up the back seats creating room, and Megan agrees.
It’s only a matter of minutes before our clothes have been discarded, well our bottom-halves at least and I’m straddling her waist. It’s not really working though, so Megan turns over and presents herself from behind and I slide myself inside her doggy style. It’s a frenetic and frantic fuck. The only problem is the condom I had to wear, but that was a necessary evil.
To be fully frank, it wasn’t long before I came. It’s one of those things first time around, but my recovery has always been quick too. Thankfully Megan wasn’t too far behind me. And as I recovered I used my tongue to help her along to her first epiphany.
Eager to return the favour and speed me up for round two, Megan keenly gorged herself on my cum covered cock, and the look on her face only spurred me on again, and it wasn’t long before I was ready to go again.
We fucked twice more before the night had set in. Eventually we decided to head back to the beach where Megan had parked up, and we said our goodbyes for the night!
I hadn’t felt that level of satisfaction in years, and Megan hadn’t walked funny like that in quite a few years herself!
I’m not sure I’m proud, but God it felt good to give and receive that pleasure!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9sq900/when_my_wife_is_away_i_go_on_dating_sites_and_play
Hot one! Thanks for sharing! Personally, I’d be worried that one of my wife’s single friends or family would see the profile and drama would ensue.
As for the guilt, right or wrong, “cheating” is bound to happen when a person’s needs aren’t met by their SO. That goes for either gender, and according to recent studies, women feel less guilty about cheating than men.