Okay I am not proud of this and maybe I should even be ashamed. If you look at my post history, you’ll see that I haven’t exactly been a good wife. So, I think it’s a good thing that my husband gets to find someone better. In any case, I have enjoyed the freedom of being a slut now that I am single again.
I’ll make this quick, but the night that I signed the papers and everything was done, I had this irresistible urge to get fucked by someone random. I can’t explain it, but I wanted it to be both a reward and a punishment. So I went to a club and flirted shamelessly with guys half my age. I made it very clear that I want to fuck later. This one guy knew exactly how to treat me. He treated me like a slut. He was calling me names a few minutes after we started talking, and I knew I had to take him home.
He was 19, and I don’t really remember his name. But he knew he could use me and use me he did. I lost count of how many times he slapped me that night. I loved every moment of it. Every rough instance made me feel more free. It was amazing.