42 [F], late bloomer, late comer with [M] Redditor.

I’ve been asked to post here by my partner in this story. Full disclosure, he doesn’t read the contents of messages but asks me about them.

After having browsed the group I’m intimidated to write here, but it was insisted by a recent partner of mine so here I am. I don’t think this story is as hardcore as others’ on here but here it goes.

I suppose background is needed here. I’m an older woman, 42, married young for convenience and money. It is now a dead bedroom for the past few years since my husband has moved on to younger and prettier women than me. We don’t speak except for him telling me what to do while he’s gone. I’m a mother of two, with a token job that makes no difference in my finances.

I’ve discovered onlineaffairs here on reddit months ago and met someone who understood my plight. He’s a wealthy older gentleman, but unlike my husband we spent a lot of time chatting. Needless to say, many things led to another and he flew in to meet me for the night while my husband was away. I just arrived home from his hotel and was told to write this while it is fresh in my memory.

Our online relationship became sexual half way in. He introduced me to porn online, taught me about it, the nuances, all the kink categories, and such. Porn was once kind of so-so for me, but with his knowledge and direction it became very interesting to me and we used it together for our phone masturbation sessions.

More things led to more and there I was in his hotel room. It felt like I was meeting an old friend and we were so familiar with one another. We went to dinner downstairs and he led me back to his room telling me we had no time to waste.

My thought was I was going to cheat on my husband. The first time ever I would be unfaithful, and I actually wanted to. But instead, we laid in bed chatting and he pulled out his laptop and connected it to the television. We watched porn. All night. Until this morning about two hours ago. His warmth and intelligent demeanor in bed with me while we stared at the television felt so unreal yet it was actually happening. He showed me some clips of his favorite videos and gave me a history lesson in his porn use and basically addiction. He showed me his kinks, educated me on them. He showed me pictures of his sugar babies, his family, his other porn partners, men, women, in the flesh, all seared into my memory at the moment. I’m still speechless over much of it, but I didn’t leave.

It was a porn education that would have been impossible online. It was so surprising. I never thought a man of his stature and status would ever be into the things he was into. He explained to me his sole purpose tonight was to corrupt me and lure me into the sexual pleasures of porn; an extension of our online and phone communications. I was overwhelmed but I was also masturbating with him under the covers. Over 12 hours and multiple orgasms. So much laughing, moaning, panting, and the only touching was me holding his cock during his final orgasm. Well, we technically hugged and kissed as a greeting and parting but that seemed to hardly be worth mentioning.

Our relationship is forever changed. I told him this. He simply said he looks forward to it now that our eyes are opened. I was expecting a sexual fling, instead I came only from my own fingers tonight. I’m still very eager to chat with him again when he lands and the relationship goes back online. It just feels so different now.

I’m sorry there wasn’t any sex, or oral, to report on. Just me relaying my previous 12 hours under orders, I suppose. Again, not like the other girls here but I was told it would be just fine. I was given guidelines from which to answer questions or comments so please understand if I’m not allowed to say more.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l66qp7/42_f_late_bloomer_late_comer_with_m_redditor