There is a woman I know, her name is Elaine. I have known her for most of my life, she is eleven years older than me. When we had sex the first time we were both married and it was her that came into my bedroom.

From the moment she put her lips to mine, she was in control of the sexual encounter. In the darkness of the bedroom she quietly let me know what she wanted and how she wanted it. Elaine rode my cock for the first two orgasms and then allowed me to fuck her missionary.

She pushed me backwards, my hard cock popping out of her soaking wet pussy. She wanted me to lick her and make her cum with my mouth. I did as instructed and she came two more times and then let me inside of her once more, almost demanding that I cum inside of her right then.

I won't say I was disappointed with the sex but I will say that I felt like a submissive sex toy for Elaine's enjoyment. This would happen a few more times when she decided the time was right for her.

At some point I found out in a round about way why Elaine was fucking me. It seems her husband was caught having sex with a female employee where he worked. So basically I was her "revenge sex" partner.

Part of me enjoyed it, part of me felt like I was just being used because she was pissed with her husband. Everything was under her control and when I when I told Elaine I wasn't into that she got upset, not pissed upset, but she would come onto me like a woman in heat.

We ended up in bed and always the same results. She was in charge and I was there to service her needs whatever they might be. There are time when our spouses are nearby and Elaine will kiss me deeply, her red lipstick on my mouth. My wife will come around the corner and I'm racing to the bathroom to remove the lipstick.

Now after many years I find myself longing for Elaine and the sex we have, even if it's not very often. I have even begun to masturbate and my thoughts turn to a dominate/submissive fantasy which I won't bother to go into.

We text each night after our spouses have gone to bed. She tells me she will be needing me again soon, I'm like a dog begging for a treat. I hate it but I can't say no to her after all these years.