Straight Female / 28
I'm an avid cross-fitter thanks to my husband who owns his own gym and is a highly certified trainer. I've dated my husband since the Freshman year of High School and just this year in 2013, we finally tied the knot. I've never once cheated on my husband, I would have occasional girls nights out in clubs and OCCASIONALLY I'd allow a guy who was dancing with me; let his hands wander onto/into places where a married woman shouldn't allow... I am a light weight drinker, my judgment becomes impaired, not that it's an excuse but, it is what it is. I would always be honest with my husband about dancing with other men when I went out.. but I'd always come home to him. He was fine with it, which always kind of bothered me. I almost wanted him to crack the whip and tell me I'm wrong...
I am 5'10, a pretty tall girl. Dirty blond hair, pale skin, a small chest (that always bothered me.) However thanks to genetics and crossfit, I'm blessed with a big firm round booty and wide hips, and toned long legs. I always work my magic in short skirts and heels. I also enjoy wearing long loose skirts because all that pokes out is my rear end and shows the shape and firmness of it, unlike half these hoes walking around relying on yoga pants and tight jeans to make an ass! (ok sorry for the rant)
Ok so I am stroking my own ego in this confession, maybe I am just trying to make myself feel better about the situation I am in... Anywho
My husband often pays a lot more attention to his gym/staff/diet/W.O.D then me. I think he's gotten so lost in this world of fitness, that he's forgotten the hot piece of ass he has a home 365, 24-7. Infact it got to a point where the only time he'd be enthusiastic with me would be when he was training me. Everything as of late has been "Blah". I took my vows tho, and I knew that through thick or thin, I was to be his faithful good wife. I never every thought about cheating on my husband and except for a handful of times at clubs where guys would grab my ass..go up my skirt to get a cheap feel... kiss my neck... I'd never even put myself in a position too.. but life is so mysterious sometimes.
So I work at a financial institution in the back office. The atmosphere is relaxed vs. being on the front lines dealing with customers, so it is not abnormal to strike up conversations and develop good relationship with your office mates. Enter "J". "J" started 2 and a half years ago... I remember thinking right off the bat, that "J" was a cutie but that he was... chubby (remember all I've known in my life is fitness model type guy, my husband). So there was never any sexual tension/attraction, or anything of that nature, just a cute kid with a killer smile.
For the first year "J" worked there we hardly ever talked unless it was business. I managed to find out via over hearing his conversations with guys in the office, that he had ended a long relationship with his 5 year GF.. he had injured his back playing semi-pro football and gained some weight and that he hoped this new job would kick start some positivity in his life...
Year 2, "J" is looking so good. So good that almost all the women (and some gay men) would often whisper about how his ass looked today, how his arms looks, how his chest looked, how handsome he was with his new hair-do etc. etc. Funny part was he was still quiet, humble, polite. Yet still, I would always encourage other women of the office to try it out.. and that if it didn't work, he looked like a good fuck, so a atleast you'd have that to brag to us about. None had the guts tho, he just remained eye candy and a good topic of conversation (girl talk, youd understand if you were a girl or GAY)
So one day at lunch a few of us are sitting in the lounge discussing trends in women, whats hot and whats not... by this time J is starting to come out of his shell a bit, he'd joke and laugh with us, he was starting to enter the "inner circle" of friends of the office. He's sitting in the corner of the lounge on his iPad... an elder co worker screams out to J "HEY, What do YOU Look for in a woman , J??????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????& quot;... " I am an ass man, Ass and a beautiful smile and I am sold"... almost instantly my co-worker blurts out " You must love following "L" around!!!!!!" the break room broke out in laughter, J chuckled as he answered "no comment!".
No comment, hmmph, I remember sitting up that night deciphering what it could mean. No comment, was he trying to let me down nicely?????????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? Was he ashamed that he liked looking at my ass??????????????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????? Was my ass too big for him.... all my girls know what I am talking about.
From that day on, I made it a point to stop by J's desk everyday, even if it wasn't to say goodmorning, I'd walk by for NO reason at all.. just to shake my ass with my strut, even bend over and pick things up (amazing how childish we get in the name of lust). I always could catch him looking, and the more it happened..... the more he would not care that I would catch him looking.
I really had no clue what was going on. Believe me when I tell you, sometimes shit just happens. I would always giggle and get so red anytime we'd talk.. the "cutie" id never fathom doing anything with had turned out into a flat out crush. We'd often talk about fitness. He had lost a considerable amount of fat and put on some real nice muscle.. he had explained he was cleared to join his semi pro football team again and that he felt stronger and better than ever. He looked it...def looked it.
I never once talked about my husband or marriage to J... and visa versa. These are things I realize now, in reflection. J just sort of knew about my husband because of wedding photos pinned up on my desk and office chatter about the wedding, my dress , honey moon etc. etc.
He'd often express interest in meeting my husband and trying out his gym, as he heard from fellow coworkers that he had helped them lose a lot of weight and become overall healthier people ..... for some reason I always subconsciously stopped that from ever happening. I'd always make excuses that my husband was injured or away or too busy with private clients.. It makes sense now as to why.
It was after work one day, and all of the co-workers were leaving the office and headed to the bar across the Street for a quick drink.. ofcourse everyone would only stay for a quick drink but it was summertime and the following day was a holiday.. so a quick drink turned into a 2 hour fest of shots, beers drinks W/E...
Upon leaving...I spot Jeff talking to some female at the bar..... as I walk by them exiting, my drunk self.. decides to pinch his ass as I pass... I quickly make an exit, hoping no one saw. As I am walking down to the train station which is about 10 min sober walk..20 min drunk walk.. I was at about the 15 min point, not sober at all but not totally shitfaces, I hear a car pulling up.
"That was rude L!" screamed jeff, he was smiling "Im so sorry, I am drunk, so drunk" I was lieing, I was very tipsy but not drunk to the point where I couldn't control myself....
"SURE hahaha.. anyway, let me give you a lift to the train station closer to your home" That would cut about 40 mins of train ride.. but
"no way, your drunk, I am not getting in the car with you" That was the only line of defense I had.. if he pushed it any further I was jumping into the car..
"L, you should know better, I don't drink during the season.." He was right.. so off I went into the car...
As soon as I got in the car, It was like a demonic passion came over me... As soon as I shit his passenger door I jumped on him, I kissed him, I grabbed his huge arms and chest.. he was stunned, I truly believe that this was NOT his intentions at all... and I had misread this situation, he was really a nice guy...smh.
I pulled off of him after a 1 minute frenzy... and sunk in my chair.. dead silent in the car..
"L, I mean your married.. I am nervous, like, I don't want to be the cause of any divorce, or anything.." YUCK. He was being nice, once again, like my husband... didn't realize the hot piece of ass, that has only been fucked by one dick that was attached to a guy who now adays doesn't give me the time of day....
"Your right...." I muttered.. great.. I felt like a HUGE slut.. just got turned down. I felt horrible, terrible wife, my husband was just following his dream, he didn't deserve this, How could I ..
He began to pull off..... the car was dead silent. 5 mins into the drive something that surprised the shit out of me..
"FUCK THIS" screamed out j..... "I've been passing up on beautiful women more 5 damn years being faithful to my whore ex...and to find out she was fucking 3 other dudes throughout MY WHOLE RELATIONSHIP....sick of being the nice guy.. call your fucking husband.. your coming home late tonight"
WHOA... My pussy turned into a red hot oven in a matter of 3 seconds..
"and fuck it.. Ana was right.. I love following you behind at work.. and I am gonna love pounding that booty with my big dick"
Now by this point I know you all may think this is a lie... hell I thought it was a lie as it happened.. so incredibly unbelieveable and RAW...
I called my husband.. SURPRISE.. he was at the gym. not. I was going to be late home I explained.. he didn't care.
So off to "J"s apartment it was. We fucked.. we fucked hard... we fucked again... I can still to this day feel his heavy hands smack my ass over and over... I can still feel his hot cum shooting into me numerous amount of times...I lost track... totally.. I was so high on lust and raw passion. I was fucked sideways, doggie, rode him, 69, he ate my ass, I sucked him, bed, floor, couch.
"AHH FUCK THIS FUCKIN ASS, SO GOOD" hed grab on tight to my ass as I rode him.. I loved it. Loved every second. The kid was a Linebacker, his thrusts were so powerful and his endurance was amazing... but my fav his huge muscley body pinning me down in positions while his pounded away with his hips.. a fucking machine. Oh and he wasn't lieing the kid had a BIG DICK!
After about 2 hours.. We left.. and he dropped me off at the train station.. I got home showered and went right to bed.
No one ever found out about this.. Since then, we repeated this same thing twice. Im starting to lose control of this situation tho..... I don't know what to do... did I marry the wrong man??????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? Is this lust???????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????? Should I stop?????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????? Can I stop????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????? Help
I am 5'10, a pretty tall girl. Dirty blond hair, pale skin, a small chest (that always bothered me.) However thanks to genetics and crossfit, I'm blessed with a big firm round booty and wide hips, and toned long legs. I always work my magic in short skirts and heels. I also enjoy wearing long loose skirts because all that pokes out is my rear end and shows the shape and firmness of it, unlike half these hoes walking around relying on yoga pants and tight jeans to make an ass! (ok sorry for the rant)
Ok so I am stroking my own ego in this confession, maybe I am just trying to make myself feel better about the situation I am in... Anywho
My husband often pays a lot more attention to his gym/staff/diet/W.O.D then me. I think he's gotten so lost in this world of fitness, that he's forgotten the hot piece of ass he has a home 365, 24-7. Infact it got to a point where the only time he'd be enthusiastic with me would be when he was training me. Everything as of late has been "Blah". I took my vows tho, and I knew that through thick or thin, I was to be his faithful good wife. I never every thought about cheating on my husband and except for a handful of times at clubs where guys would grab my ass..go up my skirt to get a cheap feel... kiss my neck... I'd never even put myself in a position too.. but life is so mysterious sometimes.
So I work at a financial institution in the back office. The atmosphere is relaxed vs. being on the front lines dealing with customers, so it is not abnormal to strike up conversations and develop good relationship with your office mates. Enter "J". "J" started 2 and a half years ago... I remember thinking right off the bat, that "J" was a cutie but that he was... chubby (remember all I've known in my life is fitness model type guy, my husband). So there was never any sexual tension/attraction, or anything of that nature, just a cute kid with a killer smile.
For the first year "J" worked there we hardly ever talked unless it was business. I managed to find out via over hearing his conversations with guys in the office, that he had ended a long relationship with his 5 year GF.. he had injured his back playing semi-pro football and gained some weight and that he hoped this new job would kick start some positivity in his life...
Year 2, "J" is looking so good. So good that almost all the women (and some gay men) would often whisper about how his ass looked today, how his arms looks, how his chest looked, how handsome he was with his new hair-do etc. etc. Funny part was he was still quiet, humble, polite. Yet still, I would always encourage other women of the office to try it out.. and that if it didn't work, he looked like a good fuck, so a atleast you'd have that to brag to us about. None had the guts tho, he just remained eye candy and a good topic of conversation (girl talk, youd understand if you were a girl or GAY)
So one day at lunch a few of us are sitting in the lounge discussing trends in women, whats hot and whats not... by this time J is starting to come out of his shell a bit, he'd joke and laugh with us, he was starting to enter the "inner circle" of friends of the office. He's sitting in the corner of the lounge on his iPad... an elder co worker screams out to J "HEY, What do YOU Look for in a woman , J??????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????& quot;... " I am an ass man, Ass and a beautiful smile and I am sold"... almost instantly my co-worker blurts out " You must love following "L" around!!!!!!" the break room broke out in laughter, J chuckled as he answered "no comment!".
No comment, hmmph, I remember sitting up that night deciphering what it could mean. No comment, was he trying to let me down nicely?????????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? Was he ashamed that he liked looking at my ass??????????????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????? Was my ass too big for him.... all my girls know what I am talking about.
From that day on, I made it a point to stop by J's desk everyday, even if it wasn't to say goodmorning, I'd walk by for NO reason at all.. just to shake my ass with my strut, even bend over and pick things up (amazing how childish we get in the name of lust). I always could catch him looking, and the more it happened..... the more he would not care that I would catch him looking.
I really had no clue what was going on. Believe me when I tell you, sometimes shit just happens. I would always giggle and get so red anytime we'd talk.. the "cutie" id never fathom doing anything with had turned out into a flat out crush. We'd often talk about fitness. He had lost a considerable amount of fat and put on some real nice muscle.. he had explained he was cleared to join his semi pro football team again and that he felt stronger and better than ever. He looked it...def looked it.
I never once talked about my husband or marriage to J... and visa versa. These are things I realize now, in reflection. J just sort of knew about my husband because of wedding photos pinned up on my desk and office chatter about the wedding, my dress , honey moon etc. etc.
He'd often express interest in meeting my husband and trying out his gym, as he heard from fellow coworkers that he had helped them lose a lot of weight and become overall healthier people ..... for some reason I always subconsciously stopped that from ever happening. I'd always make excuses that my husband was injured or away or too busy with private clients.. It makes sense now as to why.
It was after work one day, and all of the co-workers were leaving the office and headed to the bar across the Street for a quick drink.. ofcourse everyone would only stay for a quick drink but it was summertime and the following day was a holiday.. so a quick drink turned into a 2 hour fest of shots, beers drinks W/E...
Upon leaving...I spot Jeff talking to some female at the bar..... as I walk by them exiting, my drunk self.. decides to pinch his ass as I pass... I quickly make an exit, hoping no one saw. As I am walking down to the train station which is about 10 min sober walk..20 min drunk walk.. I was at about the 15 min point, not sober at all but not totally shitfaces, I hear a car pulling up.
"That was rude L!" screamed jeff, he was smiling "Im so sorry, I am drunk, so drunk" I was lieing, I was very tipsy but not drunk to the point where I couldn't control myself....
"SURE hahaha.. anyway, let me give you a lift to the train station closer to your home" That would cut about 40 mins of train ride.. but
"no way, your drunk, I am not getting in the car with you" That was the only line of defense I had.. if he pushed it any further I was jumping into the car..
"L, you should know better, I don't drink during the season.." He was right.. so off I went into the car...
As soon as I got in the car, It was like a demonic passion came over me... As soon as I shit his passenger door I jumped on him, I kissed him, I grabbed his huge arms and chest.. he was stunned, I truly believe that this was NOT his intentions at all... and I had misread this situation, he was really a nice guy...smh.
I pulled off of him after a 1 minute frenzy... and sunk in my chair.. dead silent in the car..
"L, I mean your married.. I am nervous, like, I don't want to be the cause of any divorce, or anything.." YUCK. He was being nice, once again, like my husband... didn't realize the hot piece of ass, that has only been fucked by one dick that was attached to a guy who now adays doesn't give me the time of day....
"Your right...." I muttered.. great.. I felt like a HUGE slut.. just got turned down. I felt horrible, terrible wife, my husband was just following his dream, he didn't deserve this, How could I ..
He began to pull off..... the car was dead silent. 5 mins into the drive something that surprised the shit out of me..
"FUCK THIS" screamed out j..... "I've been passing up on beautiful women more 5 damn years being faithful to my whore ex...and to find out she was fucking 3 other dudes throughout MY WHOLE RELATIONSHIP....sick of being the nice guy.. call your fucking husband.. your coming home late tonight"
WHOA... My pussy turned into a red hot oven in a matter of 3 seconds..
"and fuck it.. Ana was right.. I love following you behind at work.. and I am gonna love pounding that booty with my big dick"
Now by this point I know you all may think this is a lie... hell I thought it was a lie as it happened.. so incredibly unbelieveable and RAW...
I called my husband.. SURPRISE.. he was at the gym. not. I was going to be late home I explained.. he didn't care.
So off to "J"s apartment it was. We fucked.. we fucked hard... we fucked again... I can still to this day feel his heavy hands smack my ass over and over... I can still feel his hot cum shooting into me numerous amount of times...I lost track... totally.. I was so high on lust and raw passion. I was fucked sideways, doggie, rode him, 69, he ate my ass, I sucked him, bed, floor, couch.
"AHH FUCK THIS FUCKIN ASS, SO GOOD" hed grab on tight to my ass as I rode him.. I loved it. Loved every second. The kid was a Linebacker, his thrusts were so powerful and his endurance was amazing... but my fav his huge muscley body pinning me down in positions while his pounded away with his hips.. a fucking machine. Oh and he wasn't lieing the kid had a BIG DICK!
After about 2 hours.. We left.. and he dropped me off at the train station.. I got home showered and went right to bed.
No one ever found out about this.. Since then, we repeated this same thing twice. Im starting to lose control of this situation tho..... I don't know what to do... did I marry the wrong man??????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? Is this lust???????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????? Should I stop?????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????? Can I stop????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????? Help
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