I woke up yesterday morning feeling real bad. Not only from the wine we'd drunk the night before, but also because I could taste cum in my mouth, my brother in laws cum.
I'd turned over to discover him lay next to me naked. I couldn't remember inviting him to bed, never mind agreeing to have sex, but there he was fast asleep with what felt like a boner sticking in my side.
I went downstairs and tried to remember what we'd done. I knew he'd called by late looking for his brother who'd been called away with work. We'd drunk wine together after I invited him in and don't remember much more.
I racked my brains trying to think, until Ryan came downstairs with a beaming smile. We chatted and before he left for work, he told me I was dirtiest bitch he'd ever had sex with. Saying he'd struggled to keep up with my sexual demands.
I knew we'd had anal sex because my asshole was sore and I also knew he'd cum in my mouth because as I've already said, I could taste his cum. The thing is I cannot for the life of me remember a single thing we did together.
When I cleared up the bedroom after Ryan left, the bed sheets were stained with cum and what looked like my pussy juices, but I was till none the wiser.
My husband returns home the day after tomorrow (Tuesday) and I don't know if I should confess, or stay quiet. I've never cheated before and being sober I know I never would. I'll have to make my decission soon.