Fooling Around While My Husband Travels
My husband started a new job right before covid, that would involve a lot of travel. Due to covid, he wasn't actually travelling, but he has been quite a bit the past 2 years finally. Twice a year he has to go on a 2 week trip to Germany. The first time he would be gone that long, he paid a High school boy in our neighborhood to cut the grass once while he was gone. He is a very handsome guy, skinny and has great abs. He was cutting the grass without a shirt on and I just watching him out the windows while having some wine, and may have touched myself a bit. I decided to say hi and went out with some lemonade, and asked how old he was. When he said 18 my heart fluttered. He took the lemonade and I jokingly offered some vodka for it. Ill never forget his tan, fit body while he said "You serious, I mean... yeah." I gave him some vodka, and my number so that we could coordinate if I ever needed him to cut the grass again.
The next weekend I got a text from him and I felt a bit shameful and embarrassed about my behavior, and had sort of forgotten I gave him my number. He was asking me to buy some alcohol for him and his friends. I told my husband I had to go run some errands, he could have cared less. I went out and grabbed the drinks he ordered, and asked if he could meet me at a park near our houses. After this I just felt confused. This guy was so handsome and nice, but what was I hoping to get sneaking around from my husband for a guy who was just out of Highschool. He told me I was so cool but I drove back home still wondering what I was thinking. As I pulled into our garage, I realized I didn't have any groceries and my husband may get suspicious. I guess I wasn't surprised when he hardly noticed me return, and even less so that I didn't have any groceries.
I continued to buy drinks for my neighbor, lets call him Eric. We occasionally had some friendly and flirty texts as well. While Eric was actually giving me some attention my husband continued to go through his motions and ignore me. He made me feel like I lived alone sometimes. One night while my husband was gone, and he had been extra frustrating before he left, Eric had asked if I could grab him some drinks. I told him that he could just come pick them up at my house since I was home alone. I had gotten him the usual beer order, but added a bottle of whiskey as a g*ft. I invited him in and he was very thankful and asked to repay me, but I just asked him to have a drink with me. As we were drinking, I found out he didn't have a girlfriend. I told him how surprised I was, that someone who looked like him could be single. he said "Well someone as beautiful as you probably understands wanting to be single for awhile." I blushed, my heart skipped a beat, and I was more turned on than I had been in the last 5 years. I knew why I had continued to indulge him the past few months at this moment, and I decided to do something I never thought I would... I invited him to the bedroom. I could tell he was excited and he said "I've thought about this happening so many times, Yea I do!" I grabbed his hand and brought him upstairs.
I was wearing a plunge top and no bra. I knew where I wanted to the night to go, and he put my mind at ease with how sweet he was. We got into the bedroom and he sat on the bed but then was still, so I told him to do whatever he wanted to me. His hand easily slip into my top and his hand wrapped around my right boob. I started to kiss him while his hand explored my chest and stomach. I pushed it off my shoulders, fully exposing my top to him and he started to suck my boobs. He was wearing sports shorts and I started to grope his crotch. I started to work my hand into his shorts but he asked me to stop. My heart sank and I felt bad, I stood up and apologized, but to my surprise he said "No I don't want to stop, I just want to take care of you first." My husband hadn't had that mindset since early in us dating. He worked his hand in my pants and asked if he could take them off. I helped him, and he pressed his face between my legs. I hadn't felt a tongue inside me in years either. I could tell he didn't really know what he was doing, but something about that made it feel better in its own way. He went at it for about 20 minutes and he had gotten me close to cumming a couple times, and a full cock would put me over the edge. I got up and grabbed a condom for him, He put it on and I laid on the bed so he could get between my legs. I felt so warm in his arms as he positioned himself on top of me. I ran my hand down his abs and he pressed his cock into me. It felt so good, the way his hands and mouth explored my body, I truly felt desired. He was in me for about 20 seconds and a the familiar quick pulsing from my husband started, but there were 2 differences. Eric came A LOT longer, and as soon as he was done, he kept going. Inviting Eric over has become a regular occurrence over the past year, and he can go 3, sometimes 4 times in a row.
