At work my coworker and I were laughing at another one of our coworkers who is obsessed with Tinder. I decided to make a profile so I could find their profile and we could read it and have a laugh.
So, I made my tinder account. After the laughs subsided I decided to have a bit of fun and started to swipe people.
I got a match!! And another!! And another!!! It was so exciting since I had been in a relationship for 7 years, and in the recent years there has been no physical touches and barely any sex.
I started chatting to a few people. Most of the conversations went to nothing. One guy, James, added me on Snapchat and we were talking a bit, but not too much.
Now, I still live with my husband. We don’t sleep together but for finance sake until the house sells we are in the same house.
So I was at work on Monday and James messaged me. “What time do you finish work? Want to get a coffee?” I thought, fuck it. Sure! Well we didn’t think that through because there were no cafes open at 5pm lol ….
I was keen to see him, so when my husband left for work at 6pm and I told him to come over. He rocked up at 7pm with pizza.
Now, I hadn’t told him I was married (although separated anyway) We were chatting for a bit, having a laugh. I was watching tv and paused it when he came in, and I didn’t realise that it was showing a slide show of pics from my phone. And what pic decides to show up? A wedding picture. And he said… ” You’re married????” Fuck.
It was awkward for a bit. But we just sat and talked and it was still a nice night. When he was leaving I was hoping he would give me a kiss or even a hug, but he didn’t. He said bye and that he had a nice night and that was it.
The next day I texted him thanks for the pizza. We had a bit of a conversation but not too much. I was just thinking about how I totally fucked this up lol. He asked me what I was doing tonight. Did he just ask me out again?????
We decided to meet up. It was late because he had driven to and from the city that day. We didn’t know where to go as my husband was home that night and he doesn’t like company over with his housemates home. We just sat in the car and talked for a few hours.
It was going really nice but then he looked at me with this weird look. I asked what was wrong he said nothing. Another awkward moment. I said just tell me … And he said, “well I really want to kiss you, but you’re married” “separated though…” I corrected him. “Just do it…” I said.
He didn’t. So we just talked about something else for a bit. Then he got the look again. “fuck it” he said as he leaned over, grabbed my face and started to kiss me. The tingles through my body were crazy. We were making out and he said “do you want to go back to my house?” “Sure” I replied.
It was 12:40am. The tension on the 3 min drive to his house was crazy. We walked in the door and up the stairs to his room. His shirt was off as soon as the door closed. He pushed me down on the bed and started to passionately kiss me. He lifted my shirt off and started to kiss and bite on my nipples. I was moaning already. I needed him inside me.
He unbuttoned his pants and took them off and then started to undo mine before leaning back over me and kissing me. I could feel his erection rubbing against my pussy. Making my panties so wet.
Finally he ripped them off. Taking off his as well, and then slowly inserting himself inside me. I knew I had to be quiet but I could not hold it in. I was moaning while he was kissing and biting my lip, neck and breasts. I was euphoric.
He was fucking me and I loved it so much.
After a while, he came. He laid down next to me and the naked cuddles were fucking next level. The dopamine pumping through my body was just amazing.
We fucked again before I had to say my goodbyes and go home at 2am.
Laying in bed alone that night, all I could think about was being next to him again.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xeqjra/i_25f_just_separated_from_my_husband