Epic confession… I have engaged in a very inappropriate relationship with my sons best friend.
I’m a very happily married woman and have never had these sort of urges before. But this one was too much to control.
My sons best friend, let’s call him Mark, ventured out with us on a family vacation last summer down to Myrtle Beach and during the week, we secretly began flirting more and more until one evening while we were in the kitchen of the beach house his hand began to gently caress my ass beneath my sun dress. I looked over my shoulder at him, smiled and let him explore away. I believe he was a bit taken back at first when I didnt walk away or disengage… but in his boldness his hand slid up under my sundress and cupped my ass cheek. I continued washing the dishes as my husband and son sat at the table around the other side of the island from us. I then felt his hand fumble for a minute as he untied my bikini string bottoms. My bottoms fell to the side and his hand ran across my belly and his finger stroked my clit. I was soaked and I spread my legs slightly to give my access… but more to give him permission. My bottoms fell to my ankles as I stood there. His fingers found my wetness and they seemed to be drawn to it as he reached deeper and deeper in me. I was dripping and as he caressed my clit I drew closer and closer to orgasm right there only feet away from my family. I was only seconds from tipping over the edge as my husband stood up from the table. Mark bent over grabbed my bottoms and made his way to the rest room down the hall. I composed myself and focused on the task at hand…