Straight Female / 42
You Made Me Feel Better About Me Pt. 1
This post is for one man in particular. I know people will judge me on here, save your breath and your time. I don’t care. I feel alive again for the first time in years and I know we can’t be open about this, that’s why I’m posting this on here. I know you read these confessions Rob and in some small way I want you and the world to know my reasons why I have done what I have done with you.
My husband and I have been married for 15 years. We have two kids. I love my life at home, I love my husband, but I am sexually unsatisfied. My husband and I haven’t had sex in more than two years. He is always too tired or whatever. For a long time I though it was me and I got tired of rejection, so I stopped trying. After having two kids I didn’t feel so great about my body. I am a 5’ 3” tall redhead that until recently would have called myself chubby, but I’ve been corrected and told the proper term is thic.
When we were younger, my husband and I were pretty adventurous. I grew up conservative and was kind of sheltered and naive before my husband. We would go out and he loved to show me off. He would get me liquored up and convince me to flash my tits or skinny dip in front of other men. He would take me to nude beaches. I have to admit that I loved the attention, it made me feel sexy. That all stopped 10 years ago but I was still addicted to that attention he got me used to. I just accepted my fate though and thought that this is how life goes, from exciting to mundane. Then the sex went away…
I work for a lawyer, we will call Rob. Rob is extremely attractive and is always well dressed in tailored suits. After four years with him, we started becoming more personal in our conversations. Rob is 8 years younger than me and single. We had a conversation one day about marriage. I told him it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. He said something to the effect of, At least you know you can get laid whenever you want. I scoffed and confessed my dry spell to him. He was in disbelief. I said that maybe my husband wasn’t into chubby chics and that’s when he told me I would be considered thic and that he thought I looked great. I thanked him and went on but his words stuck with me.
Time went on and Rob started regularly complimenting me, mostly on my appearance. We started hanging out in his office more and having an occasional drink. His office has a desk, some chairs, a couch and love seat a small bar and attached is a bathroom with a shower. One particular evening after hours of working on a case, we had a couple of drinks. He ordered a pizza. Rob had introduced me to these Tik Tok videos where women do a pizza dare and answer the door naked. He told me that he would love to see me do that. This request didn’t come out of nowhere. I had shared with Rob some of the exhibitionist stories of my past.
I laughed at Rob’s attempt to get me to answer the door naked. I told him that no one wants to see this body and my stretch marks. He cut me off and said that I was being ridiculous. The sexual tension had built up in me and I was shaking with sexual energy though. He continued to try and convince me. He came up with a crazy scenario that he wanted to suck the poor pizza guy into.
The pizza guy knocked and Rob answered the door in the lobby as he had mapped it out. I was standing in the office with only a towel on. I had just gotten out of the bathroom where I had undressed. Rob told me that if I was too chicken to go through with it, to just go back in the bathroom. It was not being called chicken that motivated me though, it was the excitement of it all. I heard Rob say to the pizza guy, let’s go in to my office and I’ll get you paid. They walked in and I was supposed to drop my towel and say, I’m naked in here! But I froze. Rob wasn’t deterred though and he said, pay the man. I went over to the drawer where petty cash is kept and bent over to get it out. I was holding the towel on with one hand and trying to get the money out with the other. Rob said, “quit wasting time”, and then he yanked my towel off. I let out an accidental squeal. Then Rob demanded again, pay the man! I was so turned on in that moment, still bent over the drawer. I purposely bent over a little further so everyone got a proper peek at the goodies. I took a deep breath, stood up, and turned around with the money. The pizza guy was standing there with his mouth open, looking me up and down. He looked like a late twenty something that was probably just trying to make a little extra cash driving on the side. This was also the first time Rob had seen me nude. Rob openly looked me up and down and said to the pizza guy, she looks great, doesn’t she? Believe it or not she has two kids! The pizza guy muttered, “She’s fucking hot”. The pizza guy then asked if he could turn his car off and come back in. Rob said maybe some other time and then he instructed me to walk the pizza man out. It didn’t occur to me until later that walking through the lobby naked I was recorded on Rob’s security system.
I came back in to the office, still naked. I went right in to the bathroom to get dressed but Rob stopped me and asked where I was going. He told me I should stay nude and have some pizza. I told him I wasn’t hungry and got dressed. I wanted to fuck him so bad.
That night, I was so horny, I tried again to have sex with my husband but he rejected me again. I wanted to tell him what happened and share my refound sexuality with him. But he was too tired. Again. I did the only thing I have been able to do for the past two years. I masturbated, but I thought about Rob and imagined the pizza man watching us fuck.
A few days later, Rob and I had a drink again. Rob asked if I wanted to do the naked pizza thing again. I told him that he doesn’t have to buy pizza to get me naked and he asked me why I was still wearing clothes. I gave a nervous laugh but he reenforced his seriousness by saying, “well?”. I stood up and faced him this time. I was wearing some of my sexiest underwear in case this chance came again. Black lace bra and thong panties and stockings with a garter belt. I did a slow and total strip for him as he sipped his drink and leaned back. He was unabashedly looking at every inch of my body and I loved it. Rob stood up and put his hands on my hips and pulled me in to him. I said, I can’t , you know I’m married. Rob asked, What is this then? I told him to watch as I sat him back in his chair. I confessed that I masturbated and thought of him. I confessed that I wanted to have sex with him. Then I sat on his couch and spread my legs and I fingered myself until I came while he watched me.
I went home that night and got rejected again, but I was so horny, I couldn’t stand it. I felt slightly guilty but thought that I could redirect this sexual energy toward revitalizing my marriage. I wouldn’t take no for an answer and went down on my husband in bed that night. He tried to push me off and asked what had gotten in to me. I just kept on giving him oral and let him cum in my mouth. Something I wouldn’t normally allow. He just rolled over and went to sleep.
That was a Friday, the following Monday evening, I stripped for Rob again and masturbated while he watched. I told him I wanted to see him play with himself too. It was the first time I had seen his young, fit body. He took all of his clothes off. He has a six pack and not an ounce of fat on him. Maybe it’s a generational thing, but he has no pubic hair. Maybe that made him look so much larger than I had seen before, although he is indisputably huge. His ass cheeks were two little perfect, rock-hard handfuls. He started stroking himself While I continued to do the same. Words just manifested in my mouth. I didn’t mean to say them. “I want you so fucking bad”. Rob came over to me, I said “I can’t”. But I didn’t want to say that. I was so horny. Rob shushed me and said I didn’t have to feel guilty if I just let him help me out. I acted like I was trying to stop him but I kissed back when he kissed my mouth. I pushed a little but didn’t try to get away when he kissed down my neck. I let him suck on my tits and kiss my stomach and I spread my legs for him when he went down to eat my pussy. It has been at least 5 years, maybe more since I’ve had that pleasure. And a pleasure it was, I came in just a few minutes. I’m not sure if he was just that talented or if I was just that horny. Probably both.
Rob continued to try to give me oral after I came, but it was too much in that moment. He kept trying to push his head in there, so I pulled him up to my mouth to kiss and he thrusted his hips cramming his huge dick into me. It was a welcome surprise. I let out a long moan as he entered me. Then I told him to wait a minute because his size was slightly painful and I had to wait a moment to loosen up. Slowly he started humping me and immediately I felt that warm tingling all over my body. I said to him, that this was only sex. Rob said that he wasn’t looking for a commitment. Then he picked me up like in some erotic movie, holding me by my ass cheeks as he pinned me against the wall and he furiously fucked me. I came and came again and when I thought I couldn’t handle anymore, he bent me over his desk and fucked me from behind. He pounded me until my hips got bruised from the edge of the desk, when he quickly asked if I was on the pill. I said, I’m fixed and I immediately felt him unload inside of me, causing me to cum with him one last time.
Continued…
My husband and I have been married for 15 years. We have two kids. I love my life at home, I love my husband, but I am sexually unsatisfied. My husband and I haven’t had sex in more than two years. He is always too tired or whatever. For a long time I though it was me and I got tired of rejection, so I stopped trying. After having two kids I didn’t feel so great about my body. I am a 5’ 3” tall redhead that until recently would have called myself chubby, but I’ve been corrected and told the proper term is thic.
When we were younger, my husband and I were pretty adventurous. I grew up conservative and was kind of sheltered and naive before my husband. We would go out and he loved to show me off. He would get me liquored up and convince me to flash my tits or skinny dip in front of other men. He would take me to nude beaches. I have to admit that I loved the attention, it made me feel sexy. That all stopped 10 years ago but I was still addicted to that attention he got me used to. I just accepted my fate though and thought that this is how life goes, from exciting to mundane. Then the sex went away…
I work for a lawyer, we will call Rob. Rob is extremely attractive and is always well dressed in tailored suits. After four years with him, we started becoming more personal in our conversations. Rob is 8 years younger than me and single. We had a conversation one day about marriage. I told him it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. He said something to the effect of, At least you know you can get laid whenever you want. I scoffed and confessed my dry spell to him. He was in disbelief. I said that maybe my husband wasn’t into chubby chics and that’s when he told me I would be considered thic and that he thought I looked great. I thanked him and went on but his words stuck with me.
Time went on and Rob started regularly complimenting me, mostly on my appearance. We started hanging out in his office more and having an occasional drink. His office has a desk, some chairs, a couch and love seat a small bar and attached is a bathroom with a shower. One particular evening after hours of working on a case, we had a couple of drinks. He ordered a pizza. Rob had introduced me to these Tik Tok videos where women do a pizza dare and answer the door naked. He told me that he would love to see me do that. This request didn’t come out of nowhere. I had shared with Rob some of the exhibitionist stories of my past.
I laughed at Rob’s attempt to get me to answer the door naked. I told him that no one wants to see this body and my stretch marks. He cut me off and said that I was being ridiculous. The sexual tension had built up in me and I was shaking with sexual energy though. He continued to try and convince me. He came up with a crazy scenario that he wanted to suck the poor pizza guy into.
The pizza guy knocked and Rob answered the door in the lobby as he had mapped it out. I was standing in the office with only a towel on. I had just gotten out of the bathroom where I had undressed. Rob told me that if I was too chicken to go through with it, to just go back in the bathroom. It was not being called chicken that motivated me though, it was the excitement of it all. I heard Rob say to the pizza guy, let’s go in to my office and I’ll get you paid. They walked in and I was supposed to drop my towel and say, I’m naked in here! But I froze. Rob wasn’t deterred though and he said, pay the man. I went over to the drawer where petty cash is kept and bent over to get it out. I was holding the towel on with one hand and trying to get the money out with the other. Rob said, “quit wasting time”, and then he yanked my towel off. I let out an accidental squeal. Then Rob demanded again, pay the man! I was so turned on in that moment, still bent over the drawer. I purposely bent over a little further so everyone got a proper peek at the goodies. I took a deep breath, stood up, and turned around with the money. The pizza guy was standing there with his mouth open, looking me up and down. He looked like a late twenty something that was probably just trying to make a little extra cash driving on the side. This was also the first time Rob had seen me nude. Rob openly looked me up and down and said to the pizza guy, she looks great, doesn’t she? Believe it or not she has two kids! The pizza guy muttered, “She’s fucking hot”. The pizza guy then asked if he could turn his car off and come back in. Rob said maybe some other time and then he instructed me to walk the pizza man out. It didn’t occur to me until later that walking through the lobby naked I was recorded on Rob’s security system.
I came back in to the office, still naked. I went right in to the bathroom to get dressed but Rob stopped me and asked where I was going. He told me I should stay nude and have some pizza. I told him I wasn’t hungry and got dressed. I wanted to fuck him so bad.
That night, I was so horny, I tried again to have sex with my husband but he rejected me again. I wanted to tell him what happened and share my refound sexuality with him. But he was too tired. Again. I did the only thing I have been able to do for the past two years. I masturbated, but I thought about Rob and imagined the pizza man watching us fuck.
A few days later, Rob and I had a drink again. Rob asked if I wanted to do the naked pizza thing again. I told him that he doesn’t have to buy pizza to get me naked and he asked me why I was still wearing clothes. I gave a nervous laugh but he reenforced his seriousness by saying, “well?”. I stood up and faced him this time. I was wearing some of my sexiest underwear in case this chance came again. Black lace bra and thong panties and stockings with a garter belt. I did a slow and total strip for him as he sipped his drink and leaned back. He was unabashedly looking at every inch of my body and I loved it. Rob stood up and put his hands on my hips and pulled me in to him. I said, I can’t , you know I’m married. Rob asked, What is this then? I told him to watch as I sat him back in his chair. I confessed that I masturbated and thought of him. I confessed that I wanted to have sex with him. Then I sat on his couch and spread my legs and I fingered myself until I came while he watched me.
I went home that night and got rejected again, but I was so horny, I couldn’t stand it. I felt slightly guilty but thought that I could redirect this sexual energy toward revitalizing my marriage. I wouldn’t take no for an answer and went down on my husband in bed that night. He tried to push me off and asked what had gotten in to me. I just kept on giving him oral and let him cum in my mouth. Something I wouldn’t normally allow. He just rolled over and went to sleep.
That was a Friday, the following Monday evening, I stripped for Rob again and masturbated while he watched. I told him I wanted to see him play with himself too. It was the first time I had seen his young, fit body. He took all of his clothes off. He has a six pack and not an ounce of fat on him. Maybe it’s a generational thing, but he has no pubic hair. Maybe that made him look so much larger than I had seen before, although he is indisputably huge. His ass cheeks were two little perfect, rock-hard handfuls. He started stroking himself While I continued to do the same. Words just manifested in my mouth. I didn’t mean to say them. “I want you so fucking bad”. Rob came over to me, I said “I can’t”. But I didn’t want to say that. I was so horny. Rob shushed me and said I didn’t have to feel guilty if I just let him help me out. I acted like I was trying to stop him but I kissed back when he kissed my mouth. I pushed a little but didn’t try to get away when he kissed down my neck. I let him suck on my tits and kiss my stomach and I spread my legs for him when he went down to eat my pussy. It has been at least 5 years, maybe more since I’ve had that pleasure. And a pleasure it was, I came in just a few minutes. I’m not sure if he was just that talented or if I was just that horny. Probably both.
Rob continued to try to give me oral after I came, but it was too much in that moment. He kept trying to push his head in there, so I pulled him up to my mouth to kiss and he thrusted his hips cramming his huge dick into me. It was a welcome surprise. I let out a long moan as he entered me. Then I told him to wait a minute because his size was slightly painful and I had to wait a moment to loosen up. Slowly he started humping me and immediately I felt that warm tingling all over my body. I said to him, that this was only sex. Rob said that he wasn’t looking for a commitment. Then he picked me up like in some erotic movie, holding me by my ass cheeks as he pinned me against the wall and he furiously fucked me. I came and came again and when I thought I couldn’t handle anymore, he bent me over his desk and fucked me from behind. He pounded me until my hips got bruised from the edge of the desk, when he quickly asked if I was on the pill. I said, I’m fixed and I immediately felt him unload inside of me, causing me to cum with him one last time.
Continued…
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