Straight Female / 42
I'm Still Hot For Him
I know some of you will judge me for this, but I already feel bad about it. It happened and I can't help the way I feel.
My husband CJ and I have been married for 16 years. When we were dating there was a guy Bruce that we met. I was immediately attracted to him, like I had never experienced before or since. He is kind of a jerk, arrogant so I don't know why I find him so freaking sexy!
Anyway, he always flirted with me, even in front of CJ. CJ didn't like him and I promised to stay away from him. One night though, about 6 months before CJ and I were married, I went out with my friends, Bruce was there. We had a lot to drink and Bruce offered to give me a ride home. I knew what was going to happen, so I don't know why I didn't stop myself. On the ride he invited me over to his place for a drink and I said OK. When we got back to his place, as soon as we got in. He said to me that we both know what's going to happen. He pinned me against the wall and started kissing me. I let him completely undress me and fuck me right there against the wall. It was so hot! He was like a machine and ready again 5 minutes later and bent me over his dining table and I let him fuck me again. It all happened so fast and was over before I knew it. I'm not even sure of how many times I came or if it was just one big long orgasm. He took me home. It was the best sex ever, but I couldn't help but feel guilty. I finally confessed to CJ a month or so later and to make matters worse, he forgave me right away, so I felt even worse.
I stayed away from Bruce and even left when I went somewhere and he would show up. I felt really bad when CJ would have to see him knowing what happened. For a while CJ would ask a lot of questions about what happened that night, but over the years Bruce disappeared. I still think about that night though and it still makes me hot.
A couple days ago, our friends hosted a socially distanced get together in their yard. We knew some of the people, but some were their work colleagues. About a half hour after we got there, Bruce walked in. It had been almost 17 years and he has a beard now, but I recognized his swagger, his big arms and chest. I felt my face flush and he made eye contact with me. I knew right away that he recognized me too and flashed me a smile. I looked over at CJ, but he was in a conversation and didn't notice. After more than an hour of ignoring Bruce, I was sure that CJ didn't recognize him anymore. It was when CJ wandered off to go have a cigar with a friend of his that Bruce came over to me. He smiled and said that I look even better than he remembered. I thanked him and felt my face flush again and my hands get shaky. He started making small talk about what he had been doing and asking if I still live in the area. I wanted to walk away, but found myself answering his questions and also wanting to spend more time with him. I started to feel guilty and said I had to go. Bruce said, well give me your number and maybe we can get together for a drink or whatever you're up for when things get back to normal, or before. The numbers rolled right off of my tongue, even though I knew I shouldn't. I realized at that moment, that if in that moment I had the chance to go back to his house with him again, I probably would. He immediately texted me to, I think, check if I gave him my real number. After I heard my phone ring, I said, I had to go. He grabbed my hand and looked me up and down. He smiled and said, I hope to be seeing a lot more of you real soon. I actually gasped like some horny teenager . I couldn't believe myself, I turned and walked away as quickly as I could without saying anything else. I found CJ and told him I wasn't feeling well and we left.
Bruce has sent me two texts since that night, but I haven't responded, although I want to. I love my husband and I don't want to hurt him. I don't have feelings for Bruce other than a pure sexual attraction, but I want him so bad. I don't trust myself around him and have thought about actually changing my number, so that I can't get in touch with him.
My husband CJ and I have been married for 16 years. When we were dating there was a guy Bruce that we met. I was immediately attracted to him, like I had never experienced before or since. He is kind of a jerk, arrogant so I don't know why I find him so freaking sexy!
Anyway, he always flirted with me, even in front of CJ. CJ didn't like him and I promised to stay away from him. One night though, about 6 months before CJ and I were married, I went out with my friends, Bruce was there. We had a lot to drink and Bruce offered to give me a ride home. I knew what was going to happen, so I don't know why I didn't stop myself. On the ride he invited me over to his place for a drink and I said OK. When we got back to his place, as soon as we got in. He said to me that we both know what's going to happen. He pinned me against the wall and started kissing me. I let him completely undress me and fuck me right there against the wall. It was so hot! He was like a machine and ready again 5 minutes later and bent me over his dining table and I let him fuck me again. It all happened so fast and was over before I knew it. I'm not even sure of how many times I came or if it was just one big long orgasm. He took me home. It was the best sex ever, but I couldn't help but feel guilty. I finally confessed to CJ a month or so later and to make matters worse, he forgave me right away, so I felt even worse.
I stayed away from Bruce and even left when I went somewhere and he would show up. I felt really bad when CJ would have to see him knowing what happened. For a while CJ would ask a lot of questions about what happened that night, but over the years Bruce disappeared. I still think about that night though and it still makes me hot.
A couple days ago, our friends hosted a socially distanced get together in their yard. We knew some of the people, but some were their work colleagues. About a half hour after we got there, Bruce walked in. It had been almost 17 years and he has a beard now, but I recognized his swagger, his big arms and chest. I felt my face flush and he made eye contact with me. I knew right away that he recognized me too and flashed me a smile. I looked over at CJ, but he was in a conversation and didn't notice. After more than an hour of ignoring Bruce, I was sure that CJ didn't recognize him anymore. It was when CJ wandered off to go have a cigar with a friend of his that Bruce came over to me. He smiled and said that I look even better than he remembered. I thanked him and felt my face flush again and my hands get shaky. He started making small talk about what he had been doing and asking if I still live in the area. I wanted to walk away, but found myself answering his questions and also wanting to spend more time with him. I started to feel guilty and said I had to go. Bruce said, well give me your number and maybe we can get together for a drink or whatever you're up for when things get back to normal, or before. The numbers rolled right off of my tongue, even though I knew I shouldn't. I realized at that moment, that if in that moment I had the chance to go back to his house with him again, I probably would. He immediately texted me to, I think, check if I gave him my real number. After I heard my phone ring, I said, I had to go. He grabbed my hand and looked me up and down. He smiled and said, I hope to be seeing a lot more of you real soon. I actually gasped like some horny teenager . I couldn't believe myself, I turned and walked away as quickly as I could without saying anything else. I found CJ and told him I wasn't feeling well and we left.
Bruce has sent me two texts since that night, but I haven't responded, although I want to. I love my husband and I don't want to hurt him. I don't have feelings for Bruce other than a pure sexual attraction, but I want him so bad. I don't trust myself around him and have thought about actually changing my number, so that I can't get in touch with him.
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