A few months back I met a woman through some work I was doing. She was having a bad time in her marriage and so was I. We got to talking about things and it sounded like my wife and her husband treated us the same way. Very degrading and harsh verbal attacks along with expecting sexual interaction no matter what. Well she and I ended up hooking up together the next time I went over there to finish the job. She had the most beautiful body I have ever seen and was still lactating. I have a nice size cock that is just over 7.5 inches long and almost 6 inches around in the middle. She was able to swallow it and loved the taste of my pre-cum. It almost hurt as she forced it down her throat causing it to bend. Well I ended up kneeling down in front of her couch and sliding myself deep inside. She came as soon as I stuck it in her and even made a little blood because my penis is bigger than her husbands. I fucked her hard and deep while she seemed to have an out of body experience. Then the strangest thing happened, I began to make love to her. I felt it deep inside my soul and it was beautiful. We made love for 3 hours. Towards the end I began to drink milk from her breasts and when I came she came with me and her milk filled my mouth her vagina soaked me because she also squirted. Afterwards we lay there and both of us admitted that we would love to persue a relationship but it was a very bad time. We saw each other a few more times and eventually my wife found out we were talking. I came clean about it and am trying to move on. My wife kept asking me lots of details about our encounter. I decided to tell her about it one night while I was fucking her it drove her wild. I told her that it was nothing special, but it really was. I think about this other woman a lot, but I do not dare persue her. She invited me to leave the country and move to San-Lucas with her. I have no kids with my current wife and she is very much in to herself. I know you only live once, but I also know the grass is not always greener on the otherside. Since the affair my wife has tried to be much better to me, but the thing is everytime I start to relax and think things will be alright my wife will get angry and accuse me of all kinds of things. Sometimes I think I just stay in this sittuation because it is comfortable and and familiar. I do not worry about anything bad happening because I am not emotionally attached any longer to my wife. We have a good friendship, but things she has said and done are inexcusable. I was wrong to have cheated, but it sure did not feel wrong when I did it. It felt good in every since of the word. I hate to admit it but I love her, the other her.