When I was married, my husband was probably the most inattentive person in the world. Honestly, I could have set my hair on fire and he probably wouldn’t have noticed. I thought something was wrong with me, and I craved to be touched. I tried to be loyal, but after so long without sex even the mailman looked like a pork chop and I was a hungry cat on the prowl. When I started having cheating wife phone sex, it changed my life.
I was a little intimidated at first, but once I started chatting with guys that were as horny as me I couldn’t hold back my excitement. I felt like I was the belle of the ball and everyone wanted to take a twirl on the dance floor with little ole me. I played the field, too. There was no way I was just going to get one, I wanted to taste the rainbow of cocks. The big black Nigerian, the handsome Greek, the all-American guy, the sloppy Jamaican. They all had their own way of making my body respond.
The excitement of cheating kept building. I’d sit and chat with guys on the sofa next to my husband. I didn’t have to worry, he wasn’t even remotely interested in what I was doing. That alone gave me a thrill. As my confidence grew, I didn’t just rely on cheating wife phone sex. In fact, guys started propositioning me everywhere. My real estate agent gave it to me real good at a property I was looking at. A guy in a coffee shop approached me, took me to a nearby hotel and dragged me by the hair to the bed. A business man on an airplane rubbed my cunt and made me cum as we made our descent. It’s like I had FUCK ME written on my forehead, and I was all for it. I finally felt alive.
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