Infidelity. Cheating. It can weigh you down. If you've been unfaithful to a boyfriend, girlfriend, or spouse, you should know that confession is good for the soul. Tell us all about what you did, when you did it, and who you did it with. Was it a neighbor? A co-worker? An in-law even? Maybe you had a lapse on a business trip, or you're maintaining a cyber-relationship. Heck, do you have multiple spouses? We want to know!

My Story

This is an interesting site. I decided to share my story such as it is. My name is Katherine but many know me as Reese. I chose Reese because growing up many people thought I looked just like Reese Witherspoon. Other than our physical similarities, we're both blond & petite, I never really saw it but I chose to go with her name anyway.

I decided I needed an alias because I fuck around on my husband. A lot. I decided to have sex with other men and wanted to ensure that he never found out. It's been six years since the first time. I have been very disciplined about it. I read up on affairs before I ever had one and found a lot of advise on line which made sense and I've been very careful to follow.

I don't have more than a couple glasses of wine at a time so that my mouth doesn't run off. A lot of people have fallen into that trap. I have a burner phone that I hide in plain sight with my old phones in a draw he has never shown interest in. I never so much as even flirt with any of our friends or acquaintances nor do I seek relationships at work. I am on birth control that he is unaware of. I am careful where I play and who I play with and they all think my name is Reese and that I am single. They also know early on we're just having sex. There's been very few men who I've slept with more than once other than when I'm on vacation or at a conference.

I've tend to meet one or two men a month since this started. I've slept with somewhere around a hundred and thirty to fifty guys. I have lived out many a fantasy. Threesomes with two guys, a guy and a girl most often a married couple. Had girl girl a few times in front of the girl's husbands. Been taken by a few men while their wives watched. Taught a young bride how to orally pleasure her new husband, on her new husband, while they were honeymooning in Aruba. I've enjoyed the attentions of men young and old, black and white and everything in between.

Why? Simple. My husband lost his erectile function due to illness and after a long and difficult time, he stopped trying. Stopped all intimacy of any kind. I need sex, I need to be touched, held, kissed. I couldn't spend my life celibate. Along the way, my husband made comments that if I stepped out once in a while, as long as he didn't hear about it, or embarrass him, he would never say anything no matter his suspicions. I thought at first that was nice of him but I'd never actually cheat. Of course I did. Started slow, just the once kind of thing on a work trip. Then again the next trip. Then when my husband was visiting family, I was just going to get it out of my system and had sex with four guys in a week. I didn't get it out of my system at all. Having sex with strangers was constantly on my mind.

Truly, I'd have had sex with double the guys I have if I could manage it but I'm committed to being careful. I love my life with my husband and my ide life which gets me by. Many would condemn me but I've learned, judge not.

  • Never Meant For This To Happen

    I have a strange relationship with my ex husband. We married right out of high school had 2 girls right off the bat and we struggled. He worked odd jobs I worked as a clerk. We did what we could to get by. He always had a wondering eye and would act on it sometimes. Women would confront me sometimes and I would just ask the ex to choose. Them or me and he would say me. I’m small at 5 foot tall 130 lbs. I have a thick bottom and nice boobs. I work out a lot to take out aggressions and keep fit. I do get hit on a lot but never actually acted on it. Flirted yes but never went that far. Fast forward 20 years my 2 girls are out of the house. I’m left with my husband who we argue constantly making it impossible to be happy. It was a random Wednesday morning my husband who own started his own business struggles because he can’t control his spending had been in a mood that morning and I grabbed my stuff me said I’m leaving see you tonight. I didn’t even let him finish what he was yelling about when i walked out. I work out at a small gym close to my house that has a big tennis and swim program. The free weights are in a smaller room so for the most part it’s always empty or maybe 1 or 2 people stretching out or working out. That particular morning there was a guy working out. I noticed he had ear buds and hadn’t noticed I was in there. I started to stretch he noticed me smiling aid good morning and that was it. I had my back to a mirror that covered the back wall. In later found out that he was checking me out specifically my ass which was in point view since he was doing legs and was facing my direction. We made eye contact again and I do t know why but I started a conversation with him. I noticed that he looked directly into my eyes when he spoke to me. He stood up extending his hand introduced himself to me. He towered over my 5 foot frame and I instantly melted like puddy in his hands. He wasn’t flirting at all or hitting on me. He was tall muscular great hair a gorgeous smile big broad shoulders. Till this day o do t know why but we had an instant connection. I have never in my entire life ever had that feeling. I wanted him to take me right her and then. I really flirted with him and he back. He asked for my number and I took his phone called my phone and made sure that he saved my number. At home I was happy ex was still always mad I felt alive. I found out that morning that he was there working out because he his dad had recently passed and needed to blow off steam. After that morning my schedule was synchronized to his. We met for coffee drinks dinner lunch. The most we had done was some serious kissing and his hands wondering around my boobs. My hands on his crotch. I felt how thick his cock was and I had a huge wet spot in my panties. I made the first move and started to take my pants off. We where in his jeep and he asked me if i was sure that was what i wanted. Looking me in the eyes while asked me this I told him yes OH FUCK yes. We where face to face I was in my thong in the back of his jeep mounted on him face to face when he moved my thong which was soaked. I felt his head penetrate me and we looked at each other face to face. He stared into my eyes as it he put that monster into me. I had to force myself down on it because of how big and thick it was. I watched me as I went up and down and after a bit he told me he was going to cum and I picked up the pace and told him I was getting ready to cum. It was the first time ever that I had cum and my partner had cum at the same time. After the first time I knew and told him that I belonged to him. I don’t know why I said that but I told him he could have me when ever however he wanted. I had given myself to him to do whatever he wanted. We fucked a lot after that. I mean a lot. I had keys to his house he would come home from work and I’d be there in panties and a thong. I messed up and would ignored my now ex husband. I was never around stopped any sexual contact with him. Not even a kiss. He tried to make me feel bad but I didn’t care. He accused me of cheating I denied it. I though I would feel bad but I never did. I thought about all the times he did and did not care. I was happy and now it was my time to be happy. I saw my bf for almost 2 years when I got caught. My ex got a hold of my phone and I had not deleted some messages and the ones he read had been a short video clip of a porn that I had been watching and the text read get me the same color ruby plug as this girl. Ira cute and will she’ll me get use to having my ass stretched. He went wild and kicked me out. I left and went to my bfs house. I didn’t have many clothes there which didn’t matter since I was fucked senseless for days. I even lost sense of what day it was. He wanted a divorce is what he came at me with via text. I responded the sooner the better. My oldest told me mom he is gorgeous. I said yes he is and is mine. I was leaking

    Off The Top

    I’m a forty two year old African American gal who is happily married to a sixty-four year old Caucasian man. Sexually my husband kept up with me until having prostate cancer. Why do I bring this up? Because I’m unable to bring him up, thus many times I have to satisfy myself. One day I was having a hot tub located outside off our master bedroom and is surrounded by a privacy wall. After soaking in the tub, I laid out in the sun on the deck beside the tub. Feeling horny, I laid there letting my mind fantasize and having my fingers work on my need for a orgasm. Certainly not a first time for me. Pretty much the norm. While I was busy with my needs I looked up to see my neighbour’s twenty-three year old son Kevin on his parent’s roof. At the time I had no idea as to why but later found out he was inspecting the roof. All I knew was he was standing there on the roof watching me fingering myself. I was temporarily startled but didn’t let on. Because I had sunglasses on, he had no way of knowing that I had spotted him. I stopped momentarily but the hot flush of excitement of being watched overcame me and I continued my work. He stood totally still and watched. I can’t describe how excited I was at being watched. I took my time, a long time, before reaching orgasm. I kept checking each day to see if he was out there again. He was. I quickly went out pretending I had no idea as to his presence. Rather than having a hot tub, I laid on the deck with my dido and gave him a show that gave me an orgasm. I didn’t see him for the next few days but finally once again, same time of day, there he was. I let him see my inserting of a butt plug and then again my working with my dildo. I had seen him rub his hard on the other occasions. This time he had his cock out of his pants and was masturbating. It was fun to watch him cum. I wanted him in me. Two days later, he bumped into me while I was out on my driveway. We traded pleasantries with him asking what I was up to that afternoon. I said I was planning on doing a tub and maybe sun bath. He said he wished he could join me. I said please do. He’s been doing me and pleasing me ever since.

  • It’s Going To Be All Bad Eventually

    I am an RN for a doc in town. Small office with a few other workers. One in particular has taken a liking to me. We shall call Him Hec an x ray tech that I work with closely. I am 39 brunette 5 foot 3 -140lbs. I wear glasses and have been told a good looking many times. I have double D boobs that stand out obviously but I do have curvy hips and a nice rear end. Although in Scrubs it’s kind of hard to see my curvy hips my tits are hard to hide. I am married have Ben for about 15 years 2 kids. My husband works hard but out sex life lacks a bit. I am have a high sex drive and he does not. Hec started working with us about 2 years ago and from day one there was some flirting. Besides the doctor there is 2 other people that work here. Like I said we spend a lot of time together throughout the day. One day we where in our lunch room in break and we where talking flirting back and forth and I welcomed it. It made me feel good that someone was paying attention to me. We were standing next to each other and he was super close to me. He leaned in to me while getting a coffee cup and at that moment we looked at each other as we where face to face and he kissed me. I mean a little peck on the lips and I kissed back. Next thing I knew he had his tongue down my throat and vice versa. As he kissed me he ran his hands over my ass and over my tits. I really enjoy having my tits played with. If he would have slipped his hands under my shirt and played with my nipples I would have creamed myself right there. If I give head or am getting fucked I love to have my nipples played with. He took it slow and for the next couple of weeks when ever we we where alone we would grope each other. One day he slipped his hands down my pants and it was on. I was wearing a pair of mom panties and bra. He told me didn’t ask told me to wear some nice panties. I told him I have a couple of things but nothing super lacy or slutty. I went out with friends one day for happy hour is what I told my husband but in reality Hec took me shopping for bra and panties. I enjoyed trying them on for him we told the clerk that we where dating. A few sets later we walked out and I when we got back to the car I proceeded to give him a BJ and saw his dick for the first time. It was a bit longer then my husband’s but it was twice as thick. It was thicker then my wrist. He played twisted and pulled on my nipples as i sucked away. He figured out on his own how much I enjoyed my tits being plates with. I swallows as much as I could hid the panties in my car and went home. My current panties where soaked and I tried to initiate sex with my husband but he was to tired. I was told by Hec to wear the red g string and matching bra tomorrow. I did what I was told and the next day after our morning appointments we had some down time and I was in his room talking we kissed and he slid my pants down and he dropped to his knees and kissed the fabric around my pelvis. I am trimmed and I could feel his breath and finally his tongue flicking around my clit. I was pussy in his hands. I finally told him I need to get fucked. He stood up spun me around right there in his room he slid his thick cock between my 2 lips and I let out a slight moan. He put both hands on my hips and proceeded to fuck the code out of me. I felt him his cum shoot into me after a bit. My legs where shaking there I am bent over a desk dick in me , my tits dangling down over the desk and he had been pulling on my nipples while he was fucking me.
    That was the start of me becoming his complete personal fuck doll. This has been going on for about 8 months and my husband a few times has asked me if i was ok. I come home tired some slight bruising around my hips from a firm grip around my waist and sore tits. Husband asks for sex but I feel I have to get permission from Hec to do anything. Sometimes he tells me I can fuck my husband but most of the time he wants me to fuck him first then to let my husband have what Hec calls sloppy seconds. I have keys to Hecs house and I do go over there when not at work. Il drop the kids off at practice and while husband is working. This is where Hec started to film me doing things with him and for him. Basically having me getting off for him on camera or is having sex. I do know that I love my husband but am also in love with Hec. It’s a fucked up situation because I have kids and would never give them up. If I had to choose I would choose my kids but a not sure of Hec would. My husband acts like nothing is wrong while I come home leaking cum from every hole. I’m headed to a work conference this coming week. It’s actually only Monday thru Wednesday but Hec and i will be back the following Sunday. He hinted that when not at the conference i will be dressing slutty and exposing my self will be in the cards. If I’m not roasted on this sit to bad I will post about my week afterwards. From house wife to fuck doll

    I Should Regret This But I Do Not

    A friend of mine said she saw my husband with another woman. After some crying and some anger, I did my own research. And yes, he is cheating on me. I was heartbroken.

    I made my peace with my knowledge and decided to play his own game on him. I am not a supermodel, but I am not ugly either. I opened my mind and created profiles on a couple of ‘sure thing’ dating sites. I opened my criteria from 25 - 50 and looking for no strings attached fun. It took one day and I had more than enough selection to choose from.

    Within a week, I had interacted with a bunch a guys. Most of the interaction started as PG, but some ended up R and XXX. I decided to start meeting people in person. I welcomed the attention, probably more than I thought I would. The naughty of it all created a stir on my entire body as well.

    The first ‘date’ (guy 1) was not really a date. We met at a motel a few towns away and we fucked. It was a good experience. The second ‘date’ (guy 2) included dinner, but ended up at his place fucking. He ate my pussy like crazy!
    The third ‘date’ (guy 3) was another motel fuck. That was not a good experience as he came too quickly.

    The fourth ‘date’ (guy 4) was the best experience of my life. He was 45, hung, fit, energetic, open minded and a complete pleaser. This man took me to dinner and had me soaking through my thong before the food made the table. The heat between my legs was something to write home about! We finish dinner and he says to the server that we will take dessert home. This aggressive manner just stoked the fire even more. We got to his house and he went full dominant on me. I felt like a piece of clay in his hands. My mind was clear, wide open and the most intense naughty it had ever been. He told me to go to his bedroom and strip to my panties. My thong was soaked and covered in my white cream. As he walked in, he told me to undress him. As I did, the shear size of his dick made my heart flutter. It just hung there, taunting me to touch it. As I took off his boxers he says suck it. That seemed like a call to the wild for me! This night finished around 3:00 in the morning. I came an uncountable amount of times and he came three times.

    This man is my regular FWB nowadays and I regret none of it!

  • Follow Up On "My Coworker"

    Since last week and my confession about my coworker, things have evolved.

    I saw her a few days later, and again we greeted by a kiss on the cheek, with lips almost touching as usual, but nothing more. There were people in the room so I was not really sure if she was being cold after I had reminded her I was in a relationship, but then she managed to grab my hand and hold it for longer that needed. She then left to go to her "office" (not really an office but I don't know how I could say it in English).

    I finished what I had to do, and on my way out, I went to see her to say goodbye (we work odd shifts and she started work when I ended mine). We chatted a bit, we kissed on the cheeks and I almost left. Then something irrelevant happened that made me stay a bit to help, and after that I went again to say goodbye.

    As i leaned in to say goodbye, we kissed. It was really nice and lovely. She made a small pleasure moan when our lips parted, and I may very well have made one too. I'm not sure, I think my brain shut off for a few seconds.

    In order to not look too suspicious to the other working in the next room, I left just after this. She send me a text message 5mn later to tell she had loved it, and I told her I did too.

    Now, we chat by WhatsApp when we can, and we have discussed some important points, like discretion at work or my current relationship. It appears that we are both in the same state of mind regarding those subjects.

    As I am writing this confession, we are planning how we are going to take a drink tomorrow. It'll be the first time we see each other without any coworkers around us, so we'll be able to be act freely. I look forward to it !

    Jealous Girlfriend

    My girlfriend's a little bit jealous of this girl that works at the same bar as me called Zoe. It's hardly surprising as Zoe's a petite 21 year-old blonde with perky tits and a great arse. Whenever she brings Zoe up in conversation, I have to reassure her that I don't fancy her and that she's the only girl for me. It's a bare faced lie of course. I've spent the past three months shagging Zoe's pretty little brains out whenever we're on the same shift. Thank god my girlfriend trusts me!

    My Coworker

    I'm a 43 years old male, and my partner is a 40 years old female.

    We've known each other since highschool, and date since 13 years approximately.

    Lately, things are not going so well as they used to do. We bicker and argue a lot, and there's almost no sex life between us. We are both responsible for this situation.

    I still love her, but I have a hard time seeing me with her for years anymore. I don't plan on leaving her, in part because as I said I still love her and don't want to hurt, in part because when we don't fight we have fantastic time together, and in part because we just moved in our new home and we would both find ourselves in a dire situation if we broke up.

    At work, there is this woman, a bit older than me. She's really cute and funny, and she's hitting on me hard. I've always been the kind of guy ladies love to have around, but I've never been hit on much, and absolutely never this clearly.

    At first it scared me because I'm technically her boss (higher rank but the same departement), but after a while I saw that she was flirty with everyone so I eased up.

    Then it turned to the heavy flirting, as far as I can tell only with me. She tells me she wants me to go home with her, or that she can't live without seeing me, stuff like that. She always laughs after saying this, but even a dumb*ss like me finally understood that she was flirting. Once she was speaking with one of her colleague, and she said that I was really hard to seduce. She said this while I was in the office, glancing at me. Another time, I greeted by saying "Hello granny" since her oldest son just became a father, and she answered with "hello grandpa" while smiling.

    Now when we kiss on the cheek for greeting each mornin (as we do here in France), our lips almost connect, her hand is on my back and mine on her gently stroking her. Sometimes our hands touch each other and we hold for a moment. On our last day of work, she said she wanted to rest her head on my shoulder a bit while we walked (which made us walk a bit awkwardly). I almost kissed her on the forehead, and told her that it was not good since I'm in couple and she knows it. She answered that we were not doing anything wrong, and then someone came in so we had to part. We kissed on the cheek again to say goodbye, lips almost touching again, and left.

    Now I'm lost. I do not know what to do next time I see her, and what to do after this. I do not want to leave my wife, even for her, but I really feel lonely and this attention is really good to feel. I could definitely enjoy a side affair as I have almost no sex life, but I don't want to hurt my wife if she finds out. I'm scared that this could have a negative impact at work, but the thought of having this kind of relation is exciting. I feel my resolve and ethics eroding each time I see her.

    Any advice would be greatly appreciated.

    Never Figured I’d Do It

    I’m 42 years old I’m 5 foot tall 120lbs I have D cups for my size slim waste and a round bubble butt. I am a a fitness freak always kept in shape. Blond hair bleached hazel eyes. I either work out at home or at the gym. I married young had kids young and are now out of the house. My husband owns his own landscaping company I am a stay at home wife. When the kids were here it was great but after they moved out it got to be boring. I tried to be more adventurous with my husband but his idea of fun would be to go to the bar and get drunk. Then his shitty friends would hit on me or cop a feel when they got a chance. Even sex with my husband was a few pumps and done if he could get it up. I was tired of getting hit on at the larger gym I was going to and had switched to a new club closer to my house. It was primarily a tennis club with a small weight and cardio room. Weight room was down stairs and cardio was upstairs. It was mostly empty which made you feel as if you had the gym all to yourself.

    I went in one morning and there was a guy working out. I set my stuff down we saw each other he said hi and that was it. After a few weeks of running into each other we introduced ourselves and would talk often. We talked about what he did what I did I was married he was in the middle of a divorce had a home close to here as well. He was a tall dark handsome guy. Muscular build nice hair nice smile just overall good looking. When I talked to him he would make it a point to look me in the eyes which meant he was seriously listening to me. We started setting our workout schedule for the week. Sometimes he would text me. We exchanged numbers I knew it was wrong but we both justified it by telling ourselves it was in case we wanted to change our works out or couldn’t make it. I initially sent him the first text a few days after we exchanged numbers asking him how his day was going. It was on from there. He asked me to lunch it was the first time I had ever had been alone to eat or drink with anyone since before I was married. We went to lunch had a conversation a cocktail flirted big time. He was in shorts flip flops and a T shirt. I was in a tank top and a denim skirt. After lunch we went over to the parking garage we had other at. He walked me to my car. He got into the passenger seat and we made out like teenagers. His hands where all over me my tits between my legs. Rubbed my pussy through my panties. I’m not going to lie I wanted and needed to get fucked. He asked me if I wanted to go through with this. He told me that he really liked me and he wasn’t just trying to hook up with me. Caught me off guard. He gave me a kiss then pulled his phone out text me his address and told me to think about it and if I wanted to still go through it. To simply come over when I got the chance. I was ready fuck him there in the garage. He gave me a kiss a returned it. I drove home sat around for a bit thinking.

    My husband came home was being a rude prick. He showered changed by this time it was almost 5. I showered did my makeup hair and threw it in a short dress showed lots of tits and if I bent over would easily show of some cheeks. Husband was going to meet friends for dinner again. Asked if I was going. I told him know I was not feeling it and was going to stay home. Heard his truck leave waited 5 minutes got into the car and drove to his houses. I was there in about 5 minutes. I walked in he kissed me and with in seconds I was standing in his living room in a g string. He did everything I wanted him to do to me. Licked my rear my kitty in sucked him off. It had been years since I had squirted. I was his 3 hole slut. He fucked my mouth ass pussy and tits that evening. I went home leaking from every hole except my mouth. I even had cum stains on my dress near my tits which I had to have dried cleaned. This was my new normal. I would go home to sleep change. I had clothes here now keys to the house. When I came home husband was usually past out on the couch or not home at all. I’d fall asleep and we went a year with our sleeping in the same bed. I would leave the house and I would take more stuff over to my BFs house. One night I just didn’t come home. It was a week before my husband asked me where I was at. I went home and told him I was leaving him. He asked me what I wanted. I told to him to be happy. He was apparently seeing someone else as well. We sold the home split the stuff bought me out of the company and we went out let separate ways. First night I was officially my new BFs we had the best sex. I was fucked in every room every hole. It took days for my holes to recover they never really did. We have a inside joke between us that i constantly walk around full of cum. It’s true I’m usually leaking from eons of my 2 holes. I swallow so my mouth doesn’t leak. My bf posted a video of us fucking. We look good

  • Two Different Needs

    I discovered sex at seventeen and have been active ever since. Whilst I’m consistent I who I am I do have a split need best summed up by saying my pussy wants a guy who loves me, who takes care of its needs regularly and who frankly turns it on. My c**t however sometimes gets hungry and just wants to be pounded and used.
    It’s not that I want to be fucked in different ways it’s that my c**t wants different cock and to be treated like a slut.
    I have boyfriends who have enjoyed the difference and others who have not understood and therefore left.
    My current boyfriend of just over a year doesn’t know. I meant to tell him several times but I actually do love him and are scared to lose him. He’s talking about the future and marriage but my c**t has currently four different guys attending to its deep ache and I don’t know I could be truly faithful. I need to tell him but it’s hard.