Last night I fucked my husbands best friend. I've never had such mixed emotions, part of me is ashamed but at the same time I can't stop replaying the whole night, each time I do replay our evening/morning my always ends up playing with my soaking wet pussy.

We decided to have some have a couple drinks at my house, my husband was at a poker game and told us to enjoy our night. And enjoy our did we did! I should add that this man has also been one of my own best friends for many years, and we've always been very affectionate towards each other. We had never even come close to crossing any lines in our six year friendship, not even when we lived together for two years. After my husband returned home and retired to bed we were watching a movie on the couch when I decided to put my head on his shoulder, he put his arms around me and we watched our movie that way for a while (which truly isn't abnormal for us, as I've said).

For whatever reason I suddenly had the urge to look up at him and found he was staring at me in a way he never has before. I quickly looked back to the tv screen. A few minutes later I looked up again, I could feel his stare on me. We slowly leaned to let our lips meet for the first time. Just before they made contact, he stopped saying "what are we doing?" I laughed and agreed. Seconds later we were back in that lustful stare down. I grabbed the back of his neck, and pulled his face to mine. He kissed me with more passion than ive ever felt. He aburptly stopped thinking he had heard my husband coming down the stairs. I knew better but he suggested we go outside for some fresh air.

Once we turned the corner at the front of the house, He pushed me, and not gently up against the side of my home, wrapped his fist in my long hair and pulled. I was instantly wet enough to soak through my panties. Again he stopped and was worried of being caught. He suggested I drive him just down the road to his parents place. I begrudgingly agreed, thinking our naughty adventure had come to a premature end.

Half a mile down the road he told me to pull into an old woodlot and park there for a minute. I quickly complied. Before the car had even fully shifted into park I was straddling him while he smothered my nipples with his mouth, using his tounge in a way that made me feel like I was experiencing heaven on earth. He pulled his pants down just enough to release has massive, rock hard cock. It was perfection.

I stood up enough for him to slide my pants off, within seconds he was inside of me, completely filling my pink pussy. I thought multi-orgasms were a myth, a fairytale even. After last night I now know that they are very very real, and absolute bliss. We enjoyed each other for a solid hour, and when we could take no more, I drove him five minutes up the road. In his driveway as we were swearing to secrecy, and that it was a one time thing, we started kissing. Which of course led to touching, before I knew it our clothes were off again and his throbbing, stiff cock was in my mouth & it was phenomenal. We had another mind blowing orgasm before finally calling it a night (even though it was 630 in the morning.

I feel terrible about betraying my husband. At the same time, all I can think about is doing it again. What should I do?!