Extramarital Sex

I'm 31 now. I married a man 22 years older when I was 24. So seven years ago. We have two boys 6 and 3. During the pandemic we moved to Colorado to his summer home. It's lonely here for me, picturesque but lonely. And the winters are brutal. I'm a warm weather girl. I'm home schooling. He works 12 hours a day, travels frequently.

My husband is married to his business. He's nice and buys me anything. But affection is a new outfit. We have a groundskeeper and all around handyman. A bit of a mountain man, antiestablishment type. A Colorado hippie. I let him have sex with me. At first it was let him do it, but now I participate and demand action from him. I need it. It's embarrassing. I've let him have me in the laundry room, my bedroom of course, in the garage and the equipment shed. It's gone too far, he takes liberties, and if I refuse he takes it by force.

He is not the person you want to introduce to your parents. Or anyone you know. The best I can say is that it beats masturbating. At least cleaning up his drippings brings the orgasms to life.

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by Anonymous on Aug 17, 2022 at 1:08 PM

Give it. You need to use it while you can.

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