[F] Football Sunday plus surprise party equal my first gangbang

For my 30th birthday, my then boyfriend Chuck said he had a surprise for me. I didn’t really know what it was, but he hinted it was something that turned me on and something we had talked about doing. I was running through some possibilities – bondage? Gloryhole? Strap-on’s? I couldn’t quite figure it out but I was super excited – I love being surprised. Like, genuinely surprised.

Sunday before my birthday was a big football weekend. One of my favorite weekends – the wildcard playoff weekend. Chuck and his boys usually got together at his place on Sundays to watch football, and I was usually over there Sunday mornings. I loved football and Chuck loved to show me off – he would always say stuff like, “oh yeah, wear that tank top with no bra so your tits are practically falling out.” I also enjoyed teasing his friends; I loved when I could see that they were genuinely conflicted about watching the 4th n inches play or my cleavage. I also loved to tease them by giving them hugs, or brushing my tits against their arms.

[F] I cheated on my husband for the first time at a family reunion weekend

Nate and I were six months into our marriage when we headed out to his family cabin on the coast. It was a chance for him to introduce me to his extended family – the cabin is actually owned by his father’s best friend Todd. Nate and Todd are really close; he looks up to Todd like a real uncle.

A little bit about my marriage. I was happy-ish. Nate’s doting, a good provider, and a decent person. He always told me I was out of his league, and that he couldn’t believe I actually married him. I would describe myself as a woman with decent looks, mostly helped by my DD breasts and big dole brown eyes. Many have told me that I have that girl next door or MILF look – but really, you may not even notice me if I passed you in the grocery store. I check off a couple of boxes for a lot of guys, but I’m no model – I feel that my tits aren’t as perky anymore, and I have cellulite and fat rolls. I would be happy in my marriage if Nate weren’t such a bore in bed. Early on in our courtship, I realized he wasn’t like any guy I had ever dated when he said no to anal. No man has ever turned down anal. When I realized he was not interested in sex the way I was, I revised a lot of my sexual history and omitted things like how just a month before I met him, I had been in Mexico on a 5-day bender, fueled by cheap tequila, drugs, and mind-blowing, nasty sex.