My husband confronted me this weekend about a neighborhood party we went to a week before Thanksgiving. After it got late there was only about 8 of us there. He noticed me and a male friend of ours getting a little too close. Me and him were alone in the living room for a few minutes. When my husband walked into the room he saw this guy remove his hand from around my shoulder and assumed we were kissing. We were not. Later he noticed me pressing my boobs up against him and him touching my thigh. I was and he was. I sent my husband home early because our daughter needed to go to bed. I stayed another hour. The guy he was worried about's wife had also gone home early. Me and the guy were very flirty and he was feeling my ass every chance he got and once when we were alone he slipped his hand between my legs and gently rested it against my pussy. I opened my legs and allowed him to do it.

When it was time to go, he walked me home before driving home himself (he doesn't live in the neighborhood). My husband said he was watching out the window and saw him take in his arms, hold me tight and watched as he felt my ass and tits while we made out and even said that I grinded my pussy against him. I was drunk and don''t remember it quite that way. I remember a good night kiss and hug but not much more than that.

My husband has been stewing about it since. Unfortunately I had to admit to him that I was attracted to the guy and that I have been thinking about him sexually. He was afraid that we had sex but we haven't although I have been thinking a lot about the guy and how he makes me feel when he touches me. I confessed to my husband that I probably would have sex with the guy if I was sure no one would ever find out.

He's angry with me. I promised him it was just a booze fueled infatuation that would pass. Strangely he took me to bed and practically raped me, fucking me so hard it hurt me. Then he apologized and slept on the couch. I think he needed to show me I was his.