So a lot has changed recently, my husband Ben has changed job and although it means much more money and I hardly have to work anymore he is away most of the time during the week. The other thing that has changed is in my sexually, I find myself coming on here more and more. Rather than just in the evenings if Ben had gone to bed early for an early start, I find myself logging in all the time, mostly checking my messages rather than looking at porn. I am not sure if it is the confidence boost, I need from all the compliments all the interactions when I am a bit lonely.
It was one such evening a few weeks ago when I was bored, lonely and a bit horny when my phone beeped with a facebook message, it came from the guy who lives over the road. His name is Gareth and he is going through a rough time with his wife, they are separating, and she has gone back to Ireland to stay with her parents for a bit. Gareth is a good looking guy in his early 40s obviously earns good money from his posh car and all the clothes he must buy his wife as she has never worked. He is a confident friendly guy although Ben has never liked him. Anyway the message he sent me at 11:45pm just said “you knob!” so I replied with “?” and he came back with sorry wrong person. I was skeptical but didn’t mind and we chatted about time flying past and all that nonsense. The next night he messaged about the same time started with “you up late again” I said “how do you know, have you been looking in my window” and he replied with “I often do and a winky emoji”. We live just over the road from each other with hardly any front garden and neither house has net curtains and neither close our curtains upstairs or down until we go to bed. I messaged him back with “ever seen anything good” and he replied “very good, a few times”. I had thought he had seen me before when I was drying after the shower, I mean any woman who dries herself with the light on and the curtains open wants to be seen no matter how much they deny it.
I knew I was at a crossroad shut it down or it was going to escalate, I let it escalate. I replied “I bet I have seen something better in your window” he replied “like what” and I said “you fucking Holly on the Sofa”. That was true about 6 months ago I saw them fucking the blind only half down, she was riding him at first and I stood and watched as she swang her curly hair around. I quite like to look at woman but that is for another time. He finished by doing her doggy style where he really rammed into her, I couldn’t see his cock clearly, but he knew how to use it and it was clear she was cumming hard, I could even hear her a bit with our window open but their closed. I was so exciting that after sum rubbing through my knickers I went downstairs and fucked Ben right on the sofa, starting with riding him and getting him to finish by doing me doggy.
He came back with “did you enjoy the view?” I said “yeah, you look like you know how to satisfy a woman”, he said “do you need satisfying?” I knew where it was going and was getting really wet, “I replied yeah not had it for ages” that wasn’t quite true, it was mid-week and I hadn’t had any at the weekend before because of my period, so it had been a week and a half. He said, “come over then”. His k**s had gone with their mum, so he was alone and mine were fast asleep and never woke up at night times, so it was possible. Although I had cheated on Ben a couple of times before they were all after a lot of alcohol and I could almost ease my conscience with that. Probably more importantly it gave me a level of bravery I didn’t have sober. I thought about it without replying for quite a while, then before you know it I was in my bedroom changing out of my boring pj’s and putting on my crotchless fish net body stocking I had recently bought online. My pussy and legs were freshly shaved anyway so all I needed for the full outfit was a pair of stilettos and a long coat for the short walk over the road. (I will upload a gallery of me in the body stocking so you can get a proper mental image).
I looked at myself in the mirror before leaving knowing this would make me a cheat rather than someone who has made drunken mistakes. I can’t even remember leaving the house and ringing his door bell but I do remember the look on his face when he opened the door and saw me stood there with my coat open and everything there to see. He didn’t say anything he just opened the door and stood aside so I could come in. As I walked in he said “can I take your coat?” as he took it off me I was aware I was in his living room with the lamps on and the blind half open, potentially on view to the neighbors on my side of the street, not that any of the boring bastards were still up. He offered me a glass of wine and as I drank it (gulped it down) he came up behind me and started kissing my running his hands up and down me. I remember the feeling as his fingers reached my cleanly shaven pussy. I turned to passionately kiss him on the lips my hand went straight to the bulge in his trousers, it felt big and straining to get out. I undid his belt and trousers pulling them down as I knelt at his feet, as I pulled down his boxers his cock sprung up at me. Ben had always told me his own cock was an average 6 inches but I was starting to think I had been putting up with a small cocked husband. When I had cheated before I had been drunk and thought perhaps it was beer goggles and these cocks weren’t what I had remembered, there was no doubt here, Gareth was bigger and fatter than my husband and I wanted it.
I started sucking straight away desperate to impress, I tried to get it deep in my throat making all the pornstar noises that are not fake when you really go for it. He sat on the sofa and brought my head with him, holding onto the back of my head and pushing it down onto his cock. I started to rub my pussy whilst I was sucking and it got to the stage where I couldn’t wait anymore, I climbed on his and started kissing him grinding my wet pussy on his cock. Unlike when I am drunk I had enough self control to tell him I am not on the pill, he said it was OK he had the snip. I didn’t need anymore information, I lined his cock up with my hole and slid down onto his cock. It felt so good, I rode him hard really rotating my hips to get every last bit of his length inside me. When I started to get close I climbed off him turned around and bent over in front of him, he knew what I wanted as he stood straight up grabbed my hips and thrust his cock into me doggy style. He fucked me so hard my arms nearly gave way a few times, I could feel him even deeper inside me. When he started really going for it his massive balls must of been swinging as I could feel them slapping my pussy, this was a new feeling for me perhaps Ben has smaller balls. Either way the thrusting and slapping got me cumming so hard I was so loud, he came at the same time. Hard, deep and long thrusts a d a pussy that felt like it was full to the brim with both our cum. As he pulled out it ran down my legs already, no need to push it out.
We didn’t say much after, he said something about we should do it again and soon, I agreed. Then I remembered the k**s over the road and panicked what if they had woken up, I grabbed my coat and ran back over the road.