Sorry, I had to get this story of mine off my chest, I have been holding onto the story for far too long. What you need to understand first is that when I was in secondary school I was best friends with a girl, Rachel, who lived next door to my mam and dad for many years. We were always on and off, she was quite chubby though and I was very much quite skinny.

Nothing ever happened between us two and once was both got our A-levels we split ways and went to different universities. At university I met my current wife Megan and we have been married for 4 years now. Now thats all the background stuff.

Here is the juicy thing that I need to get off my chest. I got married at 27. Before the marriage, obviously, men have their stag party and women have their hen party (I'm aware they are called different things in different countries). Traditionally only men goto Stag parties, unfortunately at the time me and my self had moved to near London-ish due to work commitments (I don't think that gives too much away). All my friends and family are up north-ish. Most were unable to come to my stag party and was very annoyed.

So my stag party comes around and there are just 4 of us. Me, 2 friends and Rachel, who took pity of me and decided to come down for my party. We were booked into a hotel and we went out drinking and everything for that sort.

Anyway, the other two went home when it was late and I decided to escort Rachel back to the hotel. When we got to the front reception she said "hang on" don't go yet. "Please come upstairs, I have a surprise for you". Very intrigued I walked patiently upstairs. She told me to wait outside while I get your present ready. I was very confused but I waited anyway.

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After some time she shouts me to come into the room, and I couldn't believe it. There she was laid flat on the bed. Wearing a nightgown with her ass and pussy flashing towards me.

All I could must at that point was "What!!".

She turned around to face me now and said, "here is your present". "This is risky I know but I know that you won't get any more sex other than your wife ever again. Here is my present to you and it's me".

Before, we move on. I need to tell you that she had a boyfriend at home too and this was really risky.

She stood up in front of me and said. This is your last night of freedom. Take me!!!

She reached for my jeans and unzipped them. At this point I was just in a blur. I took the leap and did it.

She gave me her pussy and ass as much as she could. It was her way of saying you deserve it, maybe not. Maybe her way of paying back. She lay therw, while I pounded her with everything. She said I could use it as much as possible. And I did we had sex 3 times and I really enjoy the act of dominating someone sexually. It really is a turn on for me. I fucked her ass and her pussy and came in both before the morning.

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This is when the guilt comes in and ruins what ever you were thinking about. I cheated, I could have blown my marriage before it began.

I was always worried she would tell someone afterwards, the wedding day and years after she hasn't told anyone, as far as I'm aware it hasn't bit me on the ass yet.

BUT! the reason why I'm telling this story now is because 2 weeks ago I received a Snapchat from her, I opened it on a train and had to hide the screen, right there was a picture of her pussy with the caption, I just got engaged last night, you owe me a good hen night!!