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I love my husband but sex with him isn't satisfying enough for me. He's not a particularly bad lover, but he doesn't have a large cock and he's not very passionate or romantic, or even kinky. When we got married five years ago I knew about his shortcomings (forgive the pun) but I thought we could work through it. I'm not some gold digger, my husband and I are the same age and he's not rich. I married him because I was in love and I thought it would be enough. I was wrong. He's a good man, but after spending so many years fantasizing about better lovers and masturbating with a large dildo I made a decision to have an affair.
I thought about all the different ways I could cheat and get away with it. I almost became obsessed with the idea. It's fun just as a problem all by itself, sort of like trying to plan a perfect crime. I'm an intelligent woman, I like to believe I can solve any problem if I think about it long enough. Every possible way of having an affair has an element of risk, but I came to the conclusion that the safest way to cheat was to use the Internet.
To minimize the chances of getting caught I even decided to "take up" a hobby that would give me an alibi for time spent with my new lover. I decided to take up pottery, since the closest place that offered courses was over an hour away it would account for the extra miles that I would put on my car.
All that was left was to find someone on an Internet dating service. The first guy I considered was Randy, a twenty-eight year old sales rep, married, and looking to cheat on his wife while visiting our city for a convention. The only thing wrong was the time constraint the convention placed on meeting him. I would have liked having a little more time online to get to know him before setting up a meeting place to go through with my plan, but it all worked out. After a week of exchanging emails and having a couple phone conversations, we set a date.
I went directly to his hotel room with a bottle of champagne. I was so nervous I could barely stand, but when he answered the door and said hello there was something very comforting about his smile. He invited me inside and we embraced in a passionate kiss in the doorway. As it turned out he was late getting back from a sales meeting and said he had just gotten to the hotel and needed a shower. I offered to wait, and I poured myself a drink while he got ready.
I tried to sneak a peek at him in the shower and it seemed he anticipated I would. He had left the shower door open and he saw me right away. I was embarrassed, but he wasn't. I ducked back and he called out to me, shamelessly holding his erect cock in his hands as he faced me.
It was a nice way to start our first love making session. I got undressed in the bathroom in front of him and then joined him. We touched each other everywhere and he soaped up my tits really well. His touch was electric. I almost had an orgasm when his fingers first grazed my clit.
We ended up in a wet tangle on the bed in a very short time. We couldn't get enough of each other and what followed was the best sex I've had in many years. He had a really big cock and he knew how to use it. I couldn't even get the whole thing in my mouth when I gave him head, and when he entered me for the first time I had an instant orgasm. I've never felt so dirty and sexy. It was true lust.
It's been a long time since that night and I never saw Randy again, but he opened up a new world to me. I've got a new lover now, a regular affair with a similar married man who seems just as good as Randy, maybe even better. We've done some seriously freaky things together. My husband has no idea what I've been up to. Sometimes I feel really guilty, especially when I look at our mantle piece, it's filled with pieces of hand made pottery I bought to make it look like I actually have a hobby.
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