It Is What Is As They Say
I have had guys come on to me over the years many times but I am just not the person or thought I wasn’t. There is a man at work several years older than me, named Tom, who has been persistent but he was married too and I just always put him off. He got divorced though about six months ago and his attention towards me increased dramatically afterwards.
So I will not blame my husband for my decision to sleep with Tom. It does happen that the day before I went home with Tom my husband blew off a dinner with friends that we had planned because he got drunk with his buddies after work. The following day I went out with several of my coworkers, including Tom, to a wine bar near our office. Well we were all having wine and laughing and joking Tom placed his hand on my thigh and I flushed with wetness and need. He and I were the last ones there and I decided to go home with him.
This being a sex confession site I guess I should not spare the details. Suffice to say Tom is a real man. He is in very good shape, is blessed with a very large penis and I guess he just been hungry for me for a long time. He did things to me I only had dreamed of and I had orgasms like I have never felt. It has been unusual, in fact probably never, that I had let any man fuck me without a condom Or swallowed a man’s sperm prior to my husband. I did both with Tom multiple times on that evening. We actually fell asleep in each other’s arms and when I woke up in the morning I was horrified. But one Tom reached for me I gave them to him again. I called in and said I was working from home and basically showered and sucked and fucked Tom most of the day.
I went home in the early afternoon and showered again and prepared to tell my husband that we were done as I had no intention of living a lie any further. Tom and I had not discussed anything further than what we had done but I just needed to clear out my life. When my husband got home he didn’t even seem to notice or acknowledge that I had not been home the previous night. He walked in and said hi and kissed me and then immediately grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and asked what we were doing for dinner. He then went into the bath room and then came out and turned the television on.
I pulled a chair in front of him and said I needed to talk. He just said OK babe and stared over my shoulder at the TV. I told him I wanted a divorce and that I was going to move out. It took him a second but then he looked at me and ask what I meant. I told him that I had given him many opportunities to hear me but he seem not to care and I was done. He asked if I was seeing someone else and I tried to put that off and said it was just about me. But when he asked me plainly if I had fucked anyone else I admitted that I had. He wanted details and ask how many men. I told him there was only one but that really had nothing to do with my decision. He asked if I was in love and I said certainly not again it has nothing to do with that.
While I was packing my things he came into our bedroom and ask me not to leave. He admitted all of the things I had said were true and he wanted to be a better husband and to be a better person. I told him those were just words and I did not believe he meant them and it was too late very likely anyway. He begged me to stay and said he did not care if I continue to fuck someone he just wanted me to stay in the house and give him a chance to prove that he could change.
I did feel for him and the truth was I had no plan or place to go though I had plenty of money to do whatever I chose. I told him that I would not leave immediately but he needed to consider our relationship over and do what was best for him. He seemed very happy with that.
Over the course of the next several weeks to significant things happened. One, I fucked Tom every chance we had. Again, I just did things that I never would have considered but I guess just was inside of me all along. One day one the office was almost empty with everyone at an investors luncheon I fucked Tom in his office. It was no quickie either. We got totally naked and I fucked him riding him on the couch and then we moved to the floor where he ended up pounding me doggie style as hard as I have ever been fucked. His big penis taking my breath away as I came so hard I didn’t even feel him fill me with his hot cum.
Immediately after I had to attend a meeting and I was flush, sweaty, still trying to catch my breath and I could feel huge amounts of his sperm leaking out of both sides of my thong panties. I thought I mostly played it off but when the meeting was over one of my close girlfriends came over to me and ask what was up because I was squirming in my chair. I told her that I had had an active lunch. She just kind of laughed and played it off but when I got up I realize that my skirt had ridden up And because my thong could not contain it tom’s sperm was in a little pool on the leather chair where I had been sitting. I had to walk out with the investors so I could not clean it. I have no idea what the cleaning crew that night must have thought.
The other thing that happened is my husband was true to his word. He found a therapist that he likes, has been working out vigorously and is back in pretty good shape. He stopped hanging out with his friends and really did a lot of work around the house. He never asked if I was still involved with anyone and we slept separate.
I am not in love with Tom and, although he seems to worship my body, he is not ready to be back into a serious relationship again. I admit that I often daydream about his big penis and hard body but I think we both realize we just needed to get it out of our system.
I did continue to fuck Tom almost daily as he just seem to not be able to get enough and after I got over the initial soreness of getting used to his size I loved the Frequency of getting the sex I desired.
Even more recently Tom went on a vacation to the Keys and told me very frankly that he was likely going to not be faithful. I think Tim for his honesty but I told him I never expected that and in truth I realized it really didn’t matter to me. He was gone for several weeks and near the end of that time I went with my husband to a friends wedding.
We stayed in a beautiful hotel where the wedding took place and I ended up having sex with my husband for the first time in many months. Though it was not the porn movie that Tom and I’s experience always seem to be it was still very sweet and better than I ever remember.
To my husband’s credit he did not assume we were just back together and continued to be the improved person that he said he would. I think he made the decision for himself and not in hopes that it would win me back which I think goes to the long-term probability of it maintaining.
I had swore to myself that I would not involve myself in a sexual relationship with two men at once but the truth is I started making love to my husband on a regular basis again and I had sex with Tom twice while doing it. It does a Fantastic person I know. But when after a very intimate and fulfilling sexual session with my husband and him telling me that he loved me and never wanted to be without me I told him I loved him too I was very proud of him and would always be there.
Two days later I asked Tom if I could come by and speak to him. I think he knew what was coming and when I arrived he was naked and told me he had a feeling this might be the last time and ask that we finish it the way we started. I think I wanted to do the same actually. He fucked me like it was the last time too. He went deep and hard over and over again. Even after all of our intense long sexual sessions I was sore for several days after. To Tom’s credit he has respected our boundary and call Will often tell me that he admires of my relationship with my husband.
My relationship with my husband has grown and our sex has become really great. To my shock and surprise He began asking me about the sex with Tom. Although he never knew him or I didn’t tell him who it was he just wanted to know the details. I was hesitant at first but when I realized it turned him on a great deal and made him talk dirty to me I gave him the details he wanted. The night that I admitted to him that my love are at a big cock we had the most intense sex we have ever had.
He has not been jealous at all and I have let him ask me all of the details that seem to invigorate him. The only time I put a halt was when he asked if I would ever let him watch me fuck Tom. I told him that would never happen as he was going to be my final lover. That also seemed to make him very happy.
So I guess this was more of a cathartic story than a confession but there it is.
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