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Freedom 3. On My Own
Date: 2/21/2024, Categories: Cheating Author: MapleCandy, Source: LushStories
... pulled out. It was getting sore back there. I learned later that you're supposed to use KY. Things had started to dry out until his eruption provided the lubricant. "I suppose we should shower," I suggested. We ran into the bathroom and turned on the tap. I realized I had other needs. "I have to pee, first," I told him and sat on the toilet while he stepped into the tub. Hubby and I never stayed in the room when the other one used the toilet, but it didn't seem to matter that Roger was there. I watched when it was his turn. In the shower, we lathered each other all over. Roger's penis got extra clean. It felt so nice, his hands gliding all over my skin, including all the special places. I know people have sex in the shower, but we were really spent. I just held his cock between my legs and let it slide to and fro. I only had enough energy to ask him, "Can I stay with you here? I really would be lonely at home." I slept with nothing on but my thong. Morning brought more sex. Roger went downstairs and ...
... brought breakfast up on a tray. Over coffee and juice and a waffle, we again told each other how wonderful it had been. Before he had to run to his meeting, I gave him the email I used with Connie and the others, He decided to set one up in case someone from his family oversaw his regular account. The next time he was in town, I stuffed an extra change of panties and a nightie into my purse. And just in case, a bottle of KY. I tried the pickup thing a couple more times and went across the parking lot with other men, but nothing matched that time with Roger. That time and the times with him that followed. And I found out through the grapevine that Luke was carrying on with a lineswoman who often traveled with Luke's team and worked the same shifts at home. They weren't being too careful. I was the only one in the dark. His strict religious constraints had gone out the same door as mine. I was relieved. Sex was a happy part of my life. I could stop feeling guilty. Anyway, I saw an attorney and filed for divorce.