I Am Married But Often Date Other Men
When we stepped into the "dating" scene it was exhilirating. I went OL and hooked up with AFF and another more extreme site. We were both working, 2 kids and our swing/social friends all being juggled. We couldn't wait to get the kids into bed at night so I could check my mail. Most nights, he took on that responsability.
Ihave to say, the rejection rate was more discouraging than I imagined. We had high expectations and criteria that we weren't willing to comprimise.
My first was a man named Dillon. We chatted, exchanged photos and went to cam in four days time. He was from outta state but had no problem getting away and was agreeable to all we required, including being tested.
It was a long 8 days till he could get away. We chatted and did cam/cam whenever we could. It was HOT. That Friday night my husband left the kids with my parents for the weekend so I could come and go without fear. I was nervous, like a school girl nervous. The closer it got to 8:00 the more excited I became. My husband was totally calm and collected. When the doorbell rang, I couldn't move. My husband opened the door and greeted Dillon like some old friend. "She'll be out in a minute", he said. They made some smalltalk while I composed myself. Dillon said we'd probably go for drinks, do a little dancing and just get aquainted. He gave my husband the Hotel and his room number in case anything came up. My husband told him, "Yeah well, something better come up on your end or it's gonna be a short night". They were both laughing when I walked in. They both paid their compliments and my husband said, "Go on, get outta here. Go have some fun". I told him I loved him and he said, "Me too, be good".
The car was parked on the street with some privacy from a tree. "Finally", I wispered, as he slid behind the wheel and I slid next to him. "Your husband is awesome", he said, "What a great guy". I put my hand in his crotch and said, "Yeah, well I think this is awesome too." I wanted to suck him right there in the car, on the street but he wouldn't let me. Not while he was driving either.
We skipped drinks and dancing for a bottle he had in his room. We'd chatted and cam'd enough to skip any preliminaries. He kissed me like he was starving for it and I returned it with every bit of passion I had built up in me. I don't remember the undressing, a total blurr. I remember the nasty, dirty talk and admissions I made.
The sun was coming up when I entered the house. My husband was soundly asleep in our bed. I slipped in beside him and he never moved. That afternoon I had the pleasure of describing all that we did. We went out again Saturday night.
Ihave to say, the rejection rate was more discouraging than I imagined. We had high expectations and criteria that we weren't willing to comprimise.
My first was a man named Dillon. We chatted, exchanged photos and went to cam in four days time. He was from outta state but had no problem getting away and was agreeable to all we required, including being tested.
It was a long 8 days till he could get away. We chatted and did cam/cam whenever we could. It was HOT. That Friday night my husband left the kids with my parents for the weekend so I could come and go without fear. I was nervous, like a school girl nervous. The closer it got to 8:00 the more excited I became. My husband was totally calm and collected. When the doorbell rang, I couldn't move. My husband opened the door and greeted Dillon like some old friend. "She'll be out in a minute", he said. They made some smalltalk while I composed myself. Dillon said we'd probably go for drinks, do a little dancing and just get aquainted. He gave my husband the Hotel and his room number in case anything came up. My husband told him, "Yeah well, something better come up on your end or it's gonna be a short night". They were both laughing when I walked in. They both paid their compliments and my husband said, "Go on, get outta here. Go have some fun". I told him I loved him and he said, "Me too, be good".
The car was parked on the street with some privacy from a tree. "Finally", I wispered, as he slid behind the wheel and I slid next to him. "Your husband is awesome", he said, "What a great guy". I put my hand in his crotch and said, "Yeah, well I think this is awesome too." I wanted to suck him right there in the car, on the street but he wouldn't let me. Not while he was driving either.
We skipped drinks and dancing for a bottle he had in his room. We'd chatted and cam'd enough to skip any preliminaries. He kissed me like he was starving for it and I returned it with every bit of passion I had built up in me. I don't remember the undressing, a total blurr. I remember the nasty, dirty talk and admissions I made.
The sun was coming up when I entered the house. My husband was soundly asleep in our bed. I slipped in beside him and he never moved. That afternoon I had the pleasure of describing all that we did. We went out again Saturday night.
By:
Jennifer469
Age:
26-30
,
Female
