MY CHEATING CONFESSION (PART 1 and 2)

PART 1

I’m Linnea Rimi Olsson (F 37). I’m Swedish by birth. Have moved to America with my husband in 2017.
Pardon my grammatical mistakes. English has never been my 1st language.
Being from a conservative family I’ve literally no-one to share my life story with. I’ve been cheating on my husband since 2018. He doesn’t know about it. Finally gathered some courage to tell the story.
This is not gonna be like a basic hardcore sex story. Ignore this post if you’re looking for just hardcore sex story. Sex will come slow here. Don’t waste your time if you’re not into detailed incidents. I’ve tried to keep the conversations as real as possible.

Chapter 1 : Shifting to Oakland.

My husband (Gustav) was working in a bank until 2017. He’s 42 YO rn. 5’8 height and an average body but has a great sense of humour and he’s a caring husband. He’s like a perfect lovable person even though he’s a bit orthodox.
Benjamin (41 M) is an old friend of Gustav. They were in college together. Benjamin owns a chain of grocery stores in Canada and is planning to start his business in California state. Gustav was also thinking about business ideas. He has earned enough to invest by now. So here starts my story. 16th January 2018 we shifted to Oakland. Gustav and Benjamin are starting a new business of cutlery. I was pretty happy about all this. I’ve always wanted to visit the states.
Benjamin had made good arrangement for our accomodation. He helped us getting a good place to live for a considerable rent.

The first few weeks were pretty difficult when it came to communicating with my neighbors. It was difficult for me to understand the American accent but within few weeks I got used to it.

3 months have passed and my husband’s partnership business was having a dream run. He even gifted me a heavy set of jewellery for our anniversary.
Life’s pretty good. What more can you want? A loving and successful husband, a good place to live and a glass of red wine.
Our sex life wasn’t very bad either. We’ve a son named Clarence. He’s 6 years old. Anyone of my age group would agree that sex life kinda changes after your first child and as marriage matures sex life kinda becomes monotonous.

April arrived with the arrival of of Clarence’s grandmother (my mother in law). It was a boon. Though she’s very old fashioned but made sure that Clarence is looked after pretty well.

Clarence had morning school and he would return only after his Piano lessons. I get a good amount of free time everyday and get bored easily. I’ve always wanted to work but never could. As said earlier my family is extremely orthodox and kinda Patriarchal.

16th May 2018 (21:47 Pm) : Gustav just had his dinner was lying on the bed and reading a Aghata Christie novel

*Conversation*
ME : Hey sweetheart. How was your day at work?

GUSTAV : It was pretty good honey. We’re trying to get in touch with the local hotels.

ME : Wow! That sounds really good (I kissed him on his cheeks and he kissed me back)
Honey can I ask you something?

GUSTAV : Sure. Is everything alright?

ME : Yes nothing to worry about. I was just thinking that I really get bored now a days so you think there is some work for me in your business or maybe I could work somewhere else like a part time job.

(Gustav went silent for few seconds. He was a caring husband but also an orthodox one I never thought that I would go out to work some day. I wasn’t really sure that how he would react to my question)

GUSTAV : Honey I am so sorry that you feel this way. but I don’t think that there is any error in my business that you can help with. Not do I know any part time jobs nearby.

ME : I saw an advertisement on local newspaper that there is a part time job opening in Walmart Central. Do you think I can apply there and work.

GUSTAV : Are you sure that you want to do that work?

ME : Yes honey I have always wanted to work somewhere.

GUSTAV : it’s your decision honey if it makes you happy then I think you should work in Walmart.

(Honestly I wasn’t expecting such a cool and calm answer from my husband. but somewhere you understood that I need my own social life as well. And he trusted me with all his life he always believed that I’ll never cheat on him)

CHAPTER 2 : FIRST DAY AT WORK.

The interview was pretty simple it was just a customary think nothing difficult about it.
I was assigned a billing counter ( Counter E) from 9 a.m. to 2:45 p.m. on weekdays with 30 minutes lunch break.
Beside me on counter number it was Vincent ( M 28). He was 6’2 and was pretty athletic. He was a man of beard and biceps.
I was pretty nervous on my first day I didn’t talk much the work pressure was also pretty low.
I just exchanged smile with my new coworkers and with Vincent of course
On my right in counter number F was Helena (F 32).
She seemed to be pretty sweet person. After first day of work we had a good chat in a nearby cafeteria. She was separated from her husband four years back and had a 7 year old daughter.
Just as we were going to leave Vincent appears on our table and waives at Helena.

*Conversation*

HELENA : Vince darling you seem to be a bit salty today. Was Richard (M 48 Store manager) an ass to you again? Come sit have coffee with us. We’ll have a refill. Oh I’m sorry meet your new neighbor Linnea.I hope you noticed her. (chuckles)

VINCENT : Yes I did! Hope she isn’t deaf. I’m pretty sure that she can’t speak.

(I was now sweating out of anxiety. I’m not a very social person)

ME : No. I can speak. (Pretty sure I looked dumb)

(Both of them laughed)

VINCENT : So Linnea. That’s a pretty cool name. Are you originally from here?

ME : No. I shifted from Sweden few months back.

VINCENT : Ah! Europe. So what are you doing here? In Oakland?

ME : My husband entered into a partnership business with his college mate. He currently based in Oakland.

(He stared at my wedding ring for a moment)

VINCENT : Ah! Lucky man. Hope you’re having a good time here.

ME : Yeah it has been good till now.

HELENA : Hey! Linnea. What are you doing next Friday? Would you like to join us in a small house gathering? You don’t know many people out here. It’ll help you socialize. Why don’t you bring your husband too.

ME : I don’t know. He isn’t a very party kind of person. Nor am I and Fridays are generally busy for him. Thanks for inviting though.

VINCENT : That’s sad. It would have been a good addition to our group. I hope you can at least join us for dinner.

(I didn’t know what to say. America is pretty friendly unlike European nations. Random people smile at you and wish you. Honestly I wanted to have a social life and I didn’t wanna sound rude)

ME : I don’t know. Maybe I can try.

HELEN : Okay! We’ll let you know about the location. Vince take her whatsapp and her to the stores group. I gotta run pickup Sophia (her daughter) from her drawing lesson.

(Helena left and the waiter came with my refill and Vincents dark coffee. It was pretty awkward for me. This was the first time I was sitting with a man other than my husband or a man from my family in a cafeteria. Being a housewife for so long has really hampered my Social skills)

VINCENT : So Linnea. What’s your story?

ME : My story?

VINCENT : I mean you seem to be pretty caught up with finance. I mean you seem to be financially stable. So what about this part time job?

ME : Oh! I was looking for some work during my free time. I’ve too much time to waste.

(My phone started vibrating all of a sudden. It was Gustav’s message I don’t why my heart just skipped a beat. The message read – sorry honey too busy with meetings… couldn’t call you. Hope you had a good first day. It was already 4 Pm and I had to rush)

VINCENT : Everything all right? You look a bit flushed out.

ME : Yes. I’m late. Need to reach home by 4:30.

VINCENT : Don’t worry about it. Let me give you a lift in my old tin can.

(I had to get home before Clarence got home with his grandmother so I hesitantly agreed)
Vincent had a old car. Looked like some vintage American model. Inside his car it smelled like his musky colone. A pretty good driver he is. We almot reach my place within 7-8 mins. As I got out of his car and rushed towards my place….

VINCENT : Hey wait give me your number . Gotta add you to the store group.
(With heavy breaths I gave his my digits) . Pretty sure he was confused that why I had to rush like that.

VINCENT : Bye! See you tomorrow at work.

ME : Bye.

Vincent left and I rushed towards my place. It was a good first day. I’ve made few colleague friends.This was pretty new for me. The American social culture was new for me.

Same night (22:53 PM). Gustavo had an extremely tiring day. He slept soon after his dinner. I was still thinking about my first day at work. I was happy. I have made some friends out of my family bubble.
My phone vibrates. Vincent says Hello! on Whatsapp.

PART 2

CHAPTER 3 : FIRST RUSH OF BLOOD

Gustavo was sleeping after a tiring day at work. I was thinking about my first day at work.
It was 22:53 when my phone buzzed.
I checked my phone and saw an unknown number message on Whatsapp saying – Hello. Vincent here.

*Whatsapp Conversation*

VINCENT : Hey! Vincent here. Save my contact. Someone fucking removed me from the group admin. I’ll add you by tomorrow.

ME : Hey! That’s okay.

(I saved his number)

VINCENT : Damn! You look great in that picture. Where is it?
(I was not really used to compliments)

ME : Thanks. This is back in Sweden. My sisters place.

VINCENT : Always wanted to visit Europe. What a beautiful place with all the cultural activities, food and ofcourse the ladies. xD

ME : Why don’t you visit?

VINCENT : Unlike you I work at Walmart to meet my daily needs. Not because I’m bored or something.

ME : I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you.

VINCENT : Lol! Chill lady. Anyways you should definitely dress up and come to the party next friday. It’ll be fun. You’ll be able to meet up good people.

ME : I don’t know. I don’t think I’ll be able to make it.

VINCENT: That’ll be shame. A beauty like you not being in a party nearby. You seem reserved but fun. I hope you can workout something. Maybe ask your husband to take a leave or come alone. Someone will drop you back.

(Gustavo suddenly rolled towards me and put his hand on my belly. Idk why it kinda freezed my marrow for a second. Phew he was asleep. He has a habit of rolling left and right while sleeping. I don’t know why was I scared. Is taking to a colleague wrong. Has being a housewife for such a long time made me so close minded?)

ME : I will try my best. But I don’t think I’ve anything good to wear.

VINCENT: I’m pretty sure you’ll look hot enough in a pyjama as well. Don’t worry you can borrow if from my studio.

(As I was chatting I noticed his profile picture. Damn! He was handsome. The nerves on his hands were appealing.Is it wrong to think this way? Well it is only human to appreciate someone good looking)

ME : Okay. I lack proper fashion sense though. Your studio? What do you mean?

VINCENT : As I said you’ll look hot enough in Pyjama as well. Yeah I’ve a small studio in my place. I’m a part time photographer. Just for some extra cash.
Btw send me a good picture of yours. Helena asked me to get it printed for our store board.

ME : What’s that?

VINCENT : It’s just a board with pictures and comments on all the people working in the store. Pretty fun. Wait till you see some nice comments on your picture. :P

(This seem stupid but fun. This was feeling good. I’ve never had a social life and one day at work I was having friends. A handsome guy complimenting me. While I was feeling ecstatic somewhere back in my mind I was feeling guilty. As a reader one might think what’s there to feel guilty about? Well that’s a life of a housewife living in an European orthodox family)

ME: Okay. Let me check. I don’t have many good pictures.

VINCENT : Sure.

ME : [Whatsapp Image](http://imgur.com/a/X6FLX16) Is this good?

VINCENT : Ah! Natural beauty you are. So your husband Mr. Gustav knows how to click eh!? xD

(Agani! My heart skipped a beat)

ME : How do you know him??????

VINCENT : Lol! Just assumed. There’s a picture stamp on that picture.

(Felt a little relieved)

ME: oh! I see .

VINCENT : Gotta say that he’s a lucky man. You’re beautiful. Seem like a good person too. Hope you’re liking it here.

(Every time he called me beautiful I felt some kind of warmth and a strange feeling in my stomach)

ME : Thank you. Yes it’s been good here till now.

VINCENT: Well do you fancy Pizza tomorrow? After shift is over? Helena gonna leave early tomorrow so I can really use your company till I get ready for the new shift. Doing an extra shift tomorrow.

(I didn’t really have any rush tomorrow. Clarence had Baseball selections after his Piano lessons so he won’t be home soon and my mother in law would accompany him)

ME : Okay! I think I’ll be able to manage an hour.

VINCENT : Great! Hope you won’t have to rush like today. Damn you were sweating mad. Kinda giving out the workout vibe.

ME : Yeah! Sorry I had some urgent work. Sorry you had to see me flushed out.

VINCENT: Haha! That’s okay. Let’s catch-up tomorrow after shift. My treat. Gotta sleep

ME: Bye. Goodnight

Vincent went offline. I archived his chat. I don’t know why I did it.

I looked towards Gustavo. We’ve been married for a long time now. He has been a great husband. There’s nothing in this world he won’t do for me.
Though sometimes at this age the heart may want something else. I don’t know what.
I was happt that I was gonna see Vincent tomorrow. Maybe I’m happy because of making some new friends.
One part of my brain was telling me that it’s wrong to feel intimidated by Vincent’s good looks and another part of my brain was telling me that it’s only natural to appreciate someone’s good looks.

CHAPTER 4 : A SAUCY BEGINING

I don’t know when I fell asleep last night. The alarm clock woke me up. It was 7:30 in the morning. I woke up. Made breakfast. Made sure Clarence had packed his back and his workbooks.
Gustavo has left early in the morning as he had to receive a consignment. He texted me sorry for leaving early. He was gonna be late but will make it upto me during the weekend.
I was a bit late today but I had to shower. It’s hot in California. You don’t shower a day and you’ll stink like garbage. As the cold water hit my body I felt a bit relaxed. I saw myself in the mirror. Not boasting but I’m pretty fit for my age. Though ageing rapidly scares me a lot.
As the cold water sweep down my belly button to my uooer thigh suddenly Vincent came to my mind.
His image is too good to forget. I started thinking of his strong hands and his manly cologne smell mixed with his sweat. I was feeling high in the shower. My fingers automatically started rolling on my upper thigh.
I don’t know what got into me but I was sure that I was gonna do something taboo in the shower.
My fingers were a bit hard on my thighs now. As soon as my fingers reached the warm part between my legs my some one pressed the calling bell and it broke my My euphoria broke. Luckily my mother in law was there to answer the door. I hurried with the shower gel, rinsed myself off fast. I was gonna be late.

What a curse when you can’t drive! I was walking to the bus stop as a familiar voice shouted Hey Linneaaa!
I looked back and it was Vincent in his vintage car.

*Conversation*

VINCENT : Hey Madam! Want a ride?

ME: Wow! You’re late as well?

VINCENT : Yes! Ma’am. Couldn’t sleep last night. Get in or Richard gonna boil again.
(I got in his car hurriedly and just like last evening it smelt heavenly inside. I knew from that moment that I might be in trouble. Maybe God was testing me. The seatbelt was jammed. I couldn’t put it around. Vincent came closer and pulled the seat belt. His arm rubbed against my breast by mistake)

VINCENT : Fuck these seatbelts. Sorry! It’s just so frustrating.

ME: It’s okay. I can just hold it. Let’s go or we gonna be late.

VINCENT : So? How was your first day? Looking forward to face new irritating customers?

ME : Yeah I guess. It was good enough yesterday.

VINCENT: Well wait for the sale season. You’ll experience good.

We had normal chit chats as we drove to work.

It was rather a busy day. Well billing work isn’t as simple as it seems. You gotta be fast.
While I was working I couldn’t stop thinking of what happened in the morning. Was I touching myself thinking about some other man? I was feeling guilty. Should I leave my work? Is this because of my monotonous sex life?
I didn’t wanna leave working. Though I was feeling a bit guilty but it had some type of enticing feel.

It was rather a tiring day at work. I was still thinking if I should go to the restaurant with Vincent.
It would’ve been rude if I didn’t go. Vincent asked me to wait inside the restaurant as he had some work to sort out with Richard.

As I was waiting for Vincent my phone rang. It was Gustavo. I picked it up nervously.

*Call conversation*

GUSTAVO : Hey! Love. I guess you’re done with your work. Are you on your way home?

ME: Yes. Just finished gonna leave in a minute.

GUSTAVO : What’s that loud music though?

ME : It’s nothing. There’s a sale today so they’ve switched on some music. Probably forgot to turn down the volume.

GUSTAVO : Yeah! They need to turn it down. Anyways honey. I’ll be back by 8:30 at night. Do you think you can pickup some turpine oil way back home?

ME: Yeah love! Sure. Not a big deal.
(I saw Vincent coming towards my table)
Honey. I gotta run. The store manager is calling me. Gotta submit something to him.

GUSTAVO : Okay! Don’t forget the oil. I love you.

ME: Love you too.

Vincent was wearing a tight T-shirt. His abs were clearly visible. I couldn’t lie anymore to myself. His presence was turning me on.

He sat down. He was sweating but was looking hot.

*CONVERSATION*

VINCENT : Hey! Sorry. I had to do some urgent work. Sorry to keep you waiting.

ME : That’s okay. I have time to spare today.

VINCENT : Well that’s good. More the merrier eh!?

(The food was great and so was the conversation. He asked me about how I met Gustavo and how have I been managing here. I had a stressful day and I was constantly cracking my neck)

VINCENT : Do you shoulder problem? You seem to be having shoulder pain.

ME: Yeah! Maybe due to bad posture.

VINCENT : Well let me see. Maybe you just need some adjustment.

He came behind me. Before I could understand anything his hand were on my shoulder. His strong hands were on my shoulder. My neck was sweating. He started circling his thumbs on both side on my shoulder.
His touch on my shoulder were causing disturbances in my thighs. As he was massaging my shoulder with his thumb his right index finger started rolling up and down my neck. I couldn’t understand. It felt so good. Was he doing it deliberately or was it just unintentional? Whatever it was it felt good. Suddenly his right index finger was reaching as high as my earlobes.
I knew that something taboo has happened. I had to squeeze my thighs. I knew what happened between my legs. Suddenly my phone rang. It was Gustavo again.
Vincent stopped. I had to go out as the music was still loud. He asked me if I had reached home. I said yes with immense sense of guilt. There were a rush of feeling inside me. I went to the restaurant restroom. A mere touch of Vincent had made me wet. I was confused but excited.
Vincent paid for the food and drove me back home. He asked me if my shoulder was feeling any better. Ofcourse my shoulder was feeling better but I had to go change my underwear as soon as possible.
I didn’t forget to get Turpine oil on our way back home. He dropped me and asket if he should pick me up tomorrow as well. I said pick me up from the bus stop.

It was hell of a day. I was feeling guilty.
That night Gustavo was tired again. I was looking for some intimacy. Maybe a wild night with Gustavo will make things better. But he has been tired for a long time now.
The entire night I kept thinking about how Vincent’s touch felt on my shoulders. How his index finger was rolling up and down the side of my neck. I knew it wasn’t gonna be an easy night.
I went to the washroom. Got out of my clothes and sat on the space beside the basin.
I started rolling my fingers up and down my thighs and imagined the day. I knew no one was gonna disturb be rn. I was rolling my fingers on my vagina. Mere thought of Vincent made me feel both guilty and wet. I was oozimg out of of this new excitement. I started putting my middle finger inside my warm wet vagina and with my other hands I was fondling my breasts. My husband was sleeping in the room just beside the bathroom where I was wetting myself thinking about another man.
I masturbed vigorously. The black marble was messed up with my juices.
After I was done I felt ashamed. I felt a humongous amount of guilt but it was exciting. I knew things might get nasty in coming days.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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