Just One Time I didn't join an internet dating service to cheat on my husband, it just sort of happened. I joined because I was bored and I wanted to try some one handed typing. I've been married for ten years and sex with my husband is a little too predictable. The excitement of fucking a complete stranger was a dim memory until I joined the dating service and met a guy named Jason online. He was a little younger than me and very attractive. He was exactly what I was looking for in a cyber sex partner. He was fast at typing and knew just what to say to turn me on. I don't consider typing sex to be cheating, and that's all I intended to do, but the things that Jason wrote got me so hot I just had to find out what kind of lover he was. Any guy that can give me an orgasm without touching me should be given the chance to touch me. It was a close call, but I eventually gave in to temptation and decided to go for it, just one time. I'm very surprised I managed to carry through with the decision to cheat, but I think knowing that my husband would never find out was a big factor. We made a date the following weekend, only three days away. It seemed like forever. I was in total agony wondering what it would be like to run my hands over Jason's hard athletic body. I've never masturbated so much in all my life. When the day finally came I think I tried on about ten dresses. I was ready a full hour before my date, at least physically. Mentally I was a wreck. I was so nervous I could barely stand. I wouldn't have made it if I hadn't poured myself a stiff drink and performed a deep breathing exercise I'd learned in yoga classes. It helped, I found the nerve to tell my husband I was going out with my friend Stacy to a poetry reading and walked out the door wearing a very slim evening dress. Stacy actually was going to be at a poetry reading, but with a cousin from out of town. I told her I needed her to cover for me because I had an innocent date with an old boyfriend. I could have waited until a better time and not bothered with any deceptions, but I wanted Jason so bad I thought it was worth the risk. I'll probably eventually tell Stacey the truth and give her all the details; I only lied because I wanted to see how things would go first. Everything went so well I don't even know where to begin. At the mall where we'd arranged to meet Jason pulled up in a limousine. He's not rich, he just rented it for the night to take me to a club to go dancing. It was so sweet. I was a little worried that people would see me with him in a public place (and I'd worn the wrong shoes to go dancing) so I told him I'd prefer to go somewhere private. I was very forward and it was obvious that we were only meeting to have sex. It wasn't what I'd originally had in mind, but he rolled up the privacy window and gave me a very devilish look. I didn't need any other signs and leaned back in the seat. As I thought he would, he got on top of me and we kissed for the first time. It was like we both exploded with lust after we kissed. I was ripping at his shirt while he hiked my skirt up over my waist and helped me out of my panties. Before I knew it his head was between my legs and I was in the throws of an incredibly powerful orgasm. I remember noticing that the car was moving, I just had no idea where were or where we were going. It took a little maneuvering, but we ended up switching positions and I sucked his cock with as much passion as I could. I gave him a sample of everything I've learnt from years of experimenting with my husband and he seemed extremely grateful. He came in my mouth. His come tasted different from my husband's, sweeter, and sort of like almonds. He told me afterwards it was the first time a woman had swallowed for him and it was an amazing sensation. I was impressed that his cock didn't go soft at all. We got totally naked and fucked like mad until I thought I just couldn't take it anymore and then I had another orgasm and we started all over again. The driver cut in a few times through an intercom and Jason hastily replied to drive around. I think we were going in circles around the city for an hour. When we were finally through I gathered up my dress and he took me back to my car. I kissed him goodbye and gave his cock a little squeeze, thanking him for a wonderful ride. From there I went to my gym to have a shower and change panties. I always have a gym bag in my car; it's a good thing too otherwise I'd have had to rent a motel room just to clean up. It worked out perfect, I even had enough time to soak in the Jacuzzi and relax while I reminisced about the events of the night. When I got home my husband was right where I'd left him, on the couch watching TV. He didn't suspect a thing. It's been a few weeks now since the limo ride and I've chatted with Jason many times. He wanted to meet me again but I've managed to hold my ground, keeping to my one-time-only promise. He's very persistent and it's very flattering. I'll probably give in eventually, I just like reading emails from him that prove to me that he dying to do it. I know it's wrong, but it's so much fun. Why Be Alone? Join Adult Friend Finder The Largest Sex Personals Site On The Internet It's Free, It's Easy, And It Works                     Don't Leave a Trail for Someone to Find. Get History Kill