Within a week his best friend starting coming around to "check up" on me and "be there for me." He is a nice guy but he has been trying to fuck me since we first met ten years ago. He's one of those piggy guys who says whatever comes to mind and for ten years I've been hearing how great my tits are and what a nice ass I have. He's "jokingly" asked me again and again to flash my tits and puss at him, always when my husband wasn't around of course. He's "accidentally" brushed against my boobs and butt a hundred times and has even simply grabbed and squeezed mt tits a few times when he was drunk enough to have an excuse.
Well he came around to lend an ear and I ignored his hints. A few other guys we know heard about the break and contacted me as well, a few inviting me out. Two married guys came right out and offered to have sex with me when I needed it. I blew them all off.
A month after we started the break, my husband told me he wanted a divorce and that he wasn't with me anymore.
Two months into our "break" started my husband broke down crying when he was at the house. He missed me and the kids and wanted to come home. It was all a big stupid mistake on his part. He was confused and thought he wanted a divorce and low and behold he met some young girl through work and she pursued him and they had sex at a hotel. They met for sex a couple of times. Afterward he was unhappy and realized I was the only girl for him. He was stupid and doesn't know why and wants to come home and says he's going to get counseling and he's oh so sorry he did this to me.
I was not happy. I love my husband but this shit hurt worse than he'll ever know. And him thinking that after he got it out of his system by fucking some 23 year old girl that I would simply take him back is insulting.
Three nights later his friend came by to check on me and to tell me how badly my husband feels blah blah blah. I had a few glasses of wine in me and I hadn't had sex in months and was feeling horny and angry. I decided right then I was going to fuck his friend. I figured if we got together I'd always have that. We were sitting together and he was doing his usual comforting crap like rubbing my back so I put my hand on his leg right below his crotch. I pressed my boobs into him. I looked him in the eye and breathing heavy i pressed my forehead to his with my eyes closed and my mouth open a breath away from his mouth.
I felt his lips and tongue find mine and it was on. We made out while I rubbed his cock and he felt up my boobs. I dragged him to my bedroom, dropped to my knees, undid his pants, pulled them down, and gasped at his cock. It was huge. I never would have guessed. I took it into my mouth and gave him the finest blow job of my life. I mean I made love to his cock and balls. I had him going to the point where he tried to pull away because he didn't want to cum yet but I held his ass tight and kept sucking through his protests until I felt his dick spurting into my mouth. I made sure to swallow every last drop.
He was upset thinking he was done but I told him we had all night. I pulled off the rest of his clothes, seductively removed mine and climbed into bed with him. His eyes were like saucers finally getting to see and touch my tits, ass and especially my pussy. He was out of breath from cumming but perked up pretty quick. He sucked on my boobs and played with my pussy for a long time before finally eating me out. He turned out to be very good at it, much better than my husband who never stuck with it long enough to make me cum. He not only made me cum but once he did it was like the flood gates opening. He made me cum and cum til I was the one out of breath and then he slipped his dick dick inside me, stretching me out, filling me more than my husband ever could. His dick was steel and he took his sweet ass time fucking me. He had waited a long time for this and he made sure he enjoyed it. He purposely didn't cum again for a couple of hours so he could fuck me for awhile, rest, then fuck me again. He was the finest lover of my life. He coaxed me into getting dirty with him, squatting over and riding his dick from the front and back so he could watch. we did some doggie and he fucked me hard while holding my legs over my head. It was pretty wild. He finally came inside me using the good ol' missionary position. I felt wonderful afterward.
We fucked a few more times after that before I decided it was time to work things out with my husband. I also fucked three other men during that time. The only guys I who had hit on me that I didn't fuck were the married guys. I really enjoyed the sex and the attention of those guys during that time period. For the sake of my family my husband and I worked things out. It's been three years now and things are going well. I don't feel like I cheated on my husband since we weren't together at the time. I'm happy things are better now. My husband asked me a few times if I was with anyone else while we were apart and each time I told him it was none of his business. I know it's in the back of his mind but it's my secret to keep.
On a good note, his friend no longer hits on me. I guess he got it out of his system too and is just happy it stayed a secret.
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