[M] How I fucked up. P1

Let me tell you this story of how I fucked up. I won’t tell you how it ends because that would definitely expose my ass. I’m a POS. And in all honesty, I couldn’t care less. I’m not looking for forgiveness. That’s the last I deserve. And even most of those, I consider close friends are the last peopled I would share this story with. Thank god this account is not mine.

With that being said, I still want to vent about it so here goes…

I’m a little self conscious about my looks. So I do my best and put on a seductive look (not sure how to explain that to you). My wife and I were friends with this couple from a different state. Basically, we’d catch up whenever time was right. My antagonist of the story – let’s call her C, was married to this unhinged fellow, who I pretty much got along well with. We’ll call him P.

Basically how it started, was that I left my things at their place, after a worktrip. C messaged me to let me know and I thanked her. But then we continued our little conversation and I – consider myself an honest guy – told her that I enjoyed myself and so on and so forth. Very, what should I call it, innocent – i guess. That’s how I viewed our relationship at first. But things began to change. And honetly, not for the better. She revealed things to me and I took her bait, asking for more. We eventually reached the birds and bees topic – god knows how – and swinging, magically invited itself. At first it’s all a joke, but a part of me might have hoped she was being serious.

To give you an idea of my situation, my wife is still the most beautifuk person in my heart. I just know it. But working and marital relationships does something to you. It mostly affected her and – you guessed it – her sex drive. The topic of swinging and its timing, made things all the more worse. And I wanted it so bad. I can be a pretty convincing guy so I kept pushing the conversation towards that topic. I don’t think C noticed – maybe because she had already opened her heart to the possibility of me entering her soon to be open legs. The power of suggestion is after all, terrifying.

However, even that holds not even a candle to boldness that C inhabited. Seriously, had she not pushed first, I don’t think I would have pulled more than I already did. But I felt confident enough that my intentions had etched themselves, deep in her mind. Deep in her (insert favorite word). The 20-something girl (at the time) decided to send me a picture of her pink and wet pussy. I remember my mind going blank. I remember my c**k almost explode out of my briefs. The conversation, Not so much. Just that I returned the favor. C had crossed the last line. And I wasn’t going to let her back away.

I have to head back to work soon so will be uploading more after my workout.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/arx5xs/m_how_i_fucked_up_p1