I did it again and again with hubby’s best pal
Dear Bexi, ME and my hubby have been married for 12 years but we seem to have hit a bit of a stale patch.
He is happy going to the pub with his mates while I like to go out to clubs with the girls – we hardly ever do anything special together.
One Saturday, he’d gone to the pub and I met up with my pals. We went to a wine bar and by the time we got to a nightclub I was a bit tipsy and feeling a bit horny.
With the husband away, I fancied some play and I was giving the eye to a few fellas.
I was standing at the bar when there was a tap on my shoulder. Here we go, I thought, but I turned around to see my hubby hovering over me.
He was with his mate and the pair of them looked rat-arsed. My fella was knocking back the whisky and I could tell he would pretty soon collapse.
Sure enough, he did – onto a table of drinks that flew everywhere. Smooth.
The bouncers carried him to the door as his pal staggered behind.
That was that, I thought, but then I saw his mate walking back. He’d put my hubby into a taxi and told the driver to see him home.
He sat for a while and seemed to sober up. Then we danced when the DJ played some slow numbers.
He began to feel my bum and I didn’t object. In fact, I grabbed him through his trousers.
I soon felt his fast-growing tool harden in my hands as I jerked his cock up and down to the music.
We continued to dance as I felt his hand creep up my leg and push my knickers to one side.
He slowly inserted a couple of his fingers deep inside my already moist pussy, before feverishly teasing my clit with his thumb. I was gagging for it by now, so we slipped off and hailed a cab.
We kissed passionately in the the cab and he fondled my boobs as I kept him hard by slowly dragging my fingernails over the tentpole in his jeans.
As soon as we got to his flat, I tore off his trousers and tongued at his twitching cock.
Soon I was on top of him, our flesh slapping as we really went for it.
It was fantastic sex and an eye-popping orgasm – he made my hubby look like a virgin between the sheets.
We went at it again and again that night and I’ve seen my hubby’s pal regularly ever since.
Am I a slag?
IF your fella wants to act like a fool, then you should carry on treating him like one. Jerked