Dipping Her Toes Into Adultery

I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect. This man had a certain hold on me and yet I had never met him in person. His words, though. Somehow the words he types on that computer screen could make me wet in a manner of seconds, making my insides race with desire. A desire I had not felt in a very long time.

That morning I said goodbye to my husband just like any other day. And just like every other day, he merely smiled and said “see ya.” Yeah. “See ya, alright” I thought to myself. I didn’t even get a peck of a kiss anymore, let alone a hug.

And off to work I went. Except I didn’t go to work. Not today. Today I took the day off, unbeknownst to my husband. Instead, I drove an hour across town to the hotel where he made reservations for us. And here I am, sitting in my car in the parking lot, nervous as fuck. And why should I be? I’m an attractive, professional, successful woman. Just because the man I have at home won’t touch me, doesn’t mean I’m not desirable anymore. Rod doesn’t think so, anyways!

Rod. That’s what he has me call him. I know it’s not his real name, but I don’t really care. To me he is Rod. To me he is the man who has given me attention every day, who listens to me, cares about me, is interested in my interests. He is someone I can confide in and talk to without feeling judged or insecure. Or stupid. He makes me feel important, desired, and … alive!

But here I am, still sitting in my car. What if he doesn’t like me? What if he sees how chubby I am in real life and turns me down? What if I’m so out of practice that I don’t do it for him? What if that in-person chemistry just isn’t there?

I don’t know why I am so worried. He always compliments my photos. He has always been respectful of me, never demanding but caring and compassionate. And sexy. O-M-G so sexy. Thinking about how his words take me to climax every time, my confidence starts to grow. Or is that just me getting wet? Fuck. I check my makeup one last time, take a deep breath, open the door, and take that big step towards taking back control of my life. No turning back now.

I enter the hotel lobby, head held high, but not daring to look at the front desk. Thankfully he texted the room number so I would not need to interact with the hotel staff. This is a little awkward as it is. Ok, more than a little awkward. I walk briskly past the desk and head towards the elevator. I press the “up” button and wait.

So many emotions going through my head right now, but I can’t focus on any one in particular. Things are in motion now. I’m just along for the ride. Ah, finally the elevator opens. I step inside and press the number “20.” Interesting. Top floor. This man is going all out for me. That makes me smile. I think I’m officially ready now.

The elevator stops and I get out. Walking down the hall, passing room after room until finally reaching the end of the hallway. Room 2022. Here it is. I take a deep breath and knock…

The door opens. It opens to the most gorgeous man I’ve seen in a very long time. His hair is even darker than his pictures. And he really is tall .. wow. He smiles at me. I get to see those dimples in real life for the first time and my heart skips a beat. I smile back. He takes me in his arms and I enjoy the embrace. I can feel his heart thumping, too. Maybe he is just as nervous? I tighten my squeeze on him and he does the same to me. Then he lets go and clears a path into the room. I enter playfully, pushing down on the mattress as I pass the bed, going over to the window to check out the view. Pretty spectacular, actually. He comes up behind me, pushes his crotch up against my ass, wraps his arms around my waist, and kisses my cheek. Fuck .. I’m already melting.

I turn my head and look back at him, smiling. He turns me around and looks into my eyes. He is speechless but his eyes are telling me how beautiful he thinks I am and how much he wants me. I can’t take it anymore. If he isn’t going to kiss me, then I’m going to fuck’in kiss him. And I do. Holy fuck. His lips are soft, but I can feel real passion. He wants me, and his kiss tells me that. I forgot how it feels to be wanted like this, and I like it.

I raise his arms over his head and help him take his shirt off. He does the same with mine. He unstraps my bra and I allow it to fall onto the floor. His hands instantly cusp my breasts as he continues to kiss me. I’ve never been naked in front of another man since being married, but I’m not insecure about it at all. He gives me such confidence in myself. I want this man to claim me.

I take a step back, unzip my skirt, and let it drop to the floor. He smiles. “Wow” he says. “Shut up and take your pants off” I joke. But not really. He does what I say. Damn, he’s already erect. I dreamed about tasting his cock but right now there is nothing I want more than to feel it inside of me. I take his hand and lead him to the bed. I lay down and bring him with me. He looks into my eyes, seeking permission. “Enter me, Baby” I tell him. He does. I’m so wet his cock slides right inside. It fills me up! Our lips lock in that passionate kiss of his as he thrusts into my body, softly at first, but picking up speed. The carnal desire I have for this man is through the roof. “Yes, Baby, just like that. Keep going. Keep fucking me!” Such words have never come out of my mouth before!

I open my eyes and still cannot believe this handsome, beautiful specimen of a man is having sex with me. He is so deep inside of me right now. “Baby, let me ride you.” He smiles before flipping over onto his back and taking me with him so now I’m directly on top of him. His cock doesn’t come out and now I’m in control of the thrusting. I grind on him, putting my hands on his chest, riding him hard. His moans cause my thrusts to intensify. His cock is throbbing and I sense it is taking all of his effort to not explode on the spot. That only turns me on more. Fuck, he is hitting me in the right spot. I fling my hair around to the side of my head and come down to kiss his lips again. Then I whisper into his ears: “I’m getting close baby .. I want you so bad .. you fuck me so good.” He grabs my hips and pumps harder. “Oh my god, yes!! Yes! Slap my ass!” He does – fuck that felt good!! “I’m so close, Baby. I want you to cum for me. I want you to explode deep inside of me and feel your cum fill me up .. Yes just like that! Cum for me, Baby, cum for me .. !!” I bear down on his cock as I convulse in the most intense orgasm I have experienced in over a decade. He moans as we climax together and I feel his warm, sticky cum fill me up. It feels so fucking good. He thrusts a few last times before taking his cock out of me. I feel his cum dripping out of me. I smile at the thought.

We look into each other’s eyes. He smiles big at me. “Hi” he says. I laugh out loud. “Hi” I reply and kiss him long and hard before collapsing into a puddle on top of him. This is where I will stay .. my head on his chest, his hands playing with my hair. Comfort. Security. Passion. Intimacy. I am content, and I never want to leave.

And so begins my journey into this adulterous lifestyle…

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