Straight Female / 24
Bad Choices
I moved in with my husband and daughter in my parent’s neighborhood at 20. Yes I married young, got knocked up early at 15. I barely finished school, and my husband lost interest in me while keeping up with our bills. I was a bit depressed, started confiding in one of our senior neighbors named Chris. I used to play with his daughter before I got pregnant. Chris would come over to fix our stuff, and would make these flattering remarks when my husband wasn’t around. I missed you gorgeous, you look delicious today, you brighten up my day, and kiss me on the cheeks. My husband trusted Chris since I grew up with him but he never met the side of him when we were alone. He once told me he didn’t think much of Chris since he was old and friendly. It secretly made me upset, I wanted him to be jealous.
One day I told Chris I felt like I needed some affection. He told me he felt the same, since his daughter left, his wife wasn’t sexually active. He looked at me up and down, told me if he had me he wouldn’t put me down. Soon after he got a phone call from his wife and left angry. I too was angry, in the heat of the moment I begged him to come back to fix another job I had. He gave me a kiss on my hand and said he wouldn’t miss it.
The next time he was over I answered with a silk robe. Chris whistled turned me around and smacked my ass. His penis was bulging out the side of his shorts. He asked where my daughter was, I told her she was at school. He grabbed my neck from behind and warned me that if I wasn’t wearing any panties I would not regret what would happen next. I nearly melted, I looked up at him and told him he could take them off. We swayed back and forth while he kissed up and down my neck before he released my tits. He pulled my robe up, and stuck his hard cock between my thighs. I couldn’t think straight, I was already leaking from feeling his huge manhood underneath me. Moments later my phone rang, my husband was calling. He picked it up, hung up, and bent me over our entry table. He pushed in me hard, I could feel him opening me up with just the sheer girth. I loved every second of it, he was insanely hard for me. We lost track of time. We had sex everywhere in the living room. He didn’t fuck me, he made love to me. We continued fucking like that for years. He never got me pregnant, he was around the age where it was difficult. His wife never got suspicious and took up various hobbies. While she did them we fucked. My husband only worked more and longer. While he did, Chris was working his hardest in me. Unfortunately we had to move to be closer to a better school for my daughter. Chris and his wife officially retired and left the suburbs. I visited them once alone, his wife wasn’t home and we fucked in their bed.
One day I told Chris I felt like I needed some affection. He told me he felt the same, since his daughter left, his wife wasn’t sexually active. He looked at me up and down, told me if he had me he wouldn’t put me down. Soon after he got a phone call from his wife and left angry. I too was angry, in the heat of the moment I begged him to come back to fix another job I had. He gave me a kiss on my hand and said he wouldn’t miss it.
The next time he was over I answered with a silk robe. Chris whistled turned me around and smacked my ass. His penis was bulging out the side of his shorts. He asked where my daughter was, I told her she was at school. He grabbed my neck from behind and warned me that if I wasn’t wearing any panties I would not regret what would happen next. I nearly melted, I looked up at him and told him he could take them off. We swayed back and forth while he kissed up and down my neck before he released my tits. He pulled my robe up, and stuck his hard cock between my thighs. I couldn’t think straight, I was already leaking from feeling his huge manhood underneath me. Moments later my phone rang, my husband was calling. He picked it up, hung up, and bent me over our entry table. He pushed in me hard, I could feel him opening me up with just the sheer girth. I loved every second of it, he was insanely hard for me. We lost track of time. We had sex everywhere in the living room. He didn’t fuck me, he made love to me. We continued fucking like that for years. He never got me pregnant, he was around the age where it was difficult. His wife never got suspicious and took up various hobbies. While she did them we fucked. My husband only worked more and longer. While he did, Chris was working his hardest in me. Unfortunately we had to move to be closer to a better school for my daughter. Chris and his wife officially retired and left the suburbs. I visited them once alone, his wife wasn’t home and we fucked in their bed.
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