I 37 [M] Halfway Fuck My Married Ex Girlfriend 35 [F] From Highschool a Few Times a Year

I live on the west coast/grew up on the east coast. I come home for various events two or three times a year. When I do, my adorable an outwardly innocent ex girlfriend from high school waits until her drip of a husband is asleep, hops in the car, and spends a few hours with me.

We’ve done this dance numerous places. Hotel rooms, in the passenger seat of her car, on an abandoned supermarket’s loading dock, in her parent’s basement when they’re out of town.

She shows up, teases me for a while, then let’s me undress her. Eventually, she undresses me, remakes at how much bigger I am than her husband, then sits on my dick. As she slides up and down she tells me how it feels like our bodies were made for each other, how I hit every perfect spot while she grinds herself on top of me. Then she jumps off before I orgasm, because if I finish inside her then we would have had actual sex and “that would be cheating.” She finishes up by giving me one hell of a blowjob and swallows every drop (which feels like so much more of a betrayal to her husband than letting me finish in her lovely, tight cunt). She lays beside me afterwards and tells me how complicated life his, how it’s strange to love two people. Then she’s off to live her mundane, normal life with the drip until I’m back again for another holiday or event.

The crazy thing is that she’s the most unassuming woman you would ever meet. She’s the perfect, most devoted wife. A woman who is as moral as the day is long. Nobody would ever expect her. Except for me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/amau0k/i_37_m_halfway_fuck_my_married_ex_girlfriend_35_f