My name's Kate, i'm 31 years old, maried to a wonderful, caring, honest, supportive and kind man. But earlier this month I was completely and utterly stupid by accepting an offer, and it's tearing me apart.

Out shopping with a friend we bumped into an old school friend, someone I'd wanted to have sex with for a long time as a teeager and someone I'd not seen since our high school prom. He looked extremely fit and handsome in his tight fitting clothing, which showed off his muscley body. My friend said she had to leave when we'd been chatting for about five minutes, so I told her I'd catch up with her later by text.

No sooner than she'd walked away, Jamie my old school friend asked me straight out, if I wanted to go back to his place and have sex. The question seemed to come from no where and out of context to what we'd been chatting about, but I found myself saying and I can't now believe I said it now, I said yes.

His apartment was only five minutes drive away (I drove). All the way there all I could think about was how as a younger person I'd longed to have sex with him, how I'd let it be known to his friends, his social circle, I'd do anything to pleasure him. But he was a school hero, a guy that didn't sleep with girls like me, only the girls who were with in the In crowd. The thing was just like Jamie from his appearance, I too had more than kept myself in shape from the job I do and the swimming club that both I and my husband are apart of. I could see straight away when we met, Jamie was attracted to my body and I let that fact color my judgement.

I know this site is probably to arouse people about sex, but believe me there wasn't much to get aroused about. Yes Jamie had a large cock, larger than my husbands, but Jamie only wanted to pleasure Jamie. From the moment we were both naked he paraded himself showing me his muscles, his manhood, as though I should be thankful to him for allowing me to have sex with him. As for the sex, after sucking his cock hard, I was spun around and leant against a tall single chair. Jamie put his unsheathed cock into me from behind and fucked me like I was rubber doll. There was no pleasure in it for me, just Jamie, and he took his pleasure in no more than minute.

Jamie came up my pussy, withdrew his cock and had decided that was it for him. I was left feeling cheated and still very horny. I asked him to go down on me as his cock was of no use deflated, but he said he wasn't horny anymore. I was dressed and driving away only a few minutes later. For something so pathetic, I'd not only cheapened myself, I'd also risked my marriage to the most wonderful man I know. God am I an idiot.

At home I washed and showered myself twice, almost as though I'd been defiled. When my husband arrived home from work, I burst out crying from the guilt I felt. When he comforted me and asked what was the reason for my tears, I lied for a second time that day, I told him I'd heard an old school friend had passed away. I've kept on crying this last few weeks in private, not for myself but for us, our marriage. I realise how unbelievably stupid I've been and it's really affecting me.

I'm now considering telling my husband everything, but I really really really don't want to hurt him (I know I should have thought about that before letting Jamie fuck me, because that's what it was, it certainly wasn't making love or even good sex), or end the relationship and marriage we have.