What Friends Are For
I didn't have much of a social life before I got married and I've always regretted missing out on a singles lifestyle. I have girlfriends that lead very active lives and they tell me everything about the guys they date and some of the stories drive me crazy. I'm very grateful I'm married, but if I could go back and do things differently I would.
When I had a long heart to heart with my friend Rachel (who is one of my few friends who is also married) she told me she knew exactly how I felt and that she solved her problem by meeting men through the Internet using a dating website. It was a very enlightening conversation. She said over the past year she'd had anonymous sex with over two dozen guys, and I had always pictured her as a naive person! I had no idea any woman be such a slut and not get caught, or at least have rumors circulating about her.
With her encouragement (and more than a little advice) I decided to try it for myself. It's how I met Ron, and I don't think any friend as ever done me as big a favor. I haven't graduated to sleeping with many different men like Rachel, but I've been having an affair with Ron for over a month now and it's the best sex I've ever had.
I had a lot of guys to choose from online, but Ron was the only one I desperately wanted to fuck. It was everything about him, his picture, his interests, and from talking to him in a chat room I felt like I'd known him for years. Rachel helped me out with an alibi when we made our first date. She picked me up at my place and I told my husband we were going to a dinner and a movie. He had no desire to come and wished us a good time from the couch. From there Rachel took me to the restaurant where I'd arranged to meet my mystery man, and she even came in with me for support. As soon as I sat down at his table and gave her a secret signal that I was more than satisfied with the way he looked, she left and told me to call her when I wanted to be picked up. She's a true friend.
If I were single I would definitely tried to date Ron, but now that I know him a bit I don't think he does the 'normal' dating scene very much. It's obvious he enjoys being single, and he even told me he prefers married women because they're less complicated. He was so charming over dinner on our first date I knew he had done this sort of thing a lot more than he let on. I didn't mind, I kind of liked knowing I was in the hands of an experienced lover. He was gorgeous- and if he happened to be a player I didn't really care because I'm already married.
After dinner we went back to his place for a few drinks and I was so nervous I spilt a czar all over my dress. I was a huge mess, but Ron didn't miss a beat and said he would wash it for me while I had a shower. It was an interesting way to get me naked. I ended up being very daring and took my dress off in front of him. His eyes lit up when he saw me in my underwear and I told him to hurry since we didn't have much time. He practically ran to his washing machine while I jumped in his shower.
I barely had time to rinse off before he showed up with a towel to dry me off. This time he got a full view of my completely naked body and his demeanor changed from surprise to lust. When he put the towel around my shoulders we shared our first kiss, and then he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. It was very romantic, and I enjoyed the sensation of exposing myself to him. It made me feel vulnerable, but in a good way.
He placed me down on the bed and I was treated to a full body massage before getting my pussy taken care of with his tongue. I came with an intensity I haven't had in years, and then helped him out of his clothes and popped his cock into my mouth as fast as I could. To return the favor I gave him head until he came, and even thought I don't like the taste of semen, I let him come in my mouth.
We did just about everything that night. After receiving my best blowjob while lying on his back we got into a sixty nine and I coaxed his cock back to life by licking his balls and stroking his half hard shaft with my hands while he lapped at my pussy with renewed vigor. Ron is an excellent lover, and when he was hard again he fucked me until I had another two orgasms. I can't remember the last time I came three times in one night.
My husband never suspected a thing when I got home (after phoning Rachel for a ride back and sharing all the dirty details with her along the way). I haven't bothered her with requests to give me rides every time I meet with Ron now, but I have used her as an alibi more than once. Of course, I've returned the favor more than a few times. We haven't actually had dinner together at all, although our husbands think we're together all the time. It's like we're partners in crime. I'm so grateful Rachel has been there to make my first affair possible. She's the best friend in the world.
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