Orgy with young office lads gave me big thrill Letter of the day

Dr Jenny’s Sexy Casebook

I DON’T think I should be telling anyone about this, but it’s causing me problems and you’re the only one I feel I can turn to.

I’ll come straight out with it, I’m having an affair. Actually, three affairs.

My husband and I had had a bit of a row after I’d accused him of having it off with that slut of a personal assistant he takes with him on all his business trips.

Of course he denied it. But a woman, especially one like me – 32, highly-sexed and streetwise – can see through her man’s lies.

I’ve seen what they’re like together and it’s clear they’re at it the moment they check in to a hotel.

Naturally, my thoughts turned to revenge and I started wearing sexy outfits to the office and going for I’M really into my cycling and ride around 10 miles into work and back every day.

As well as helping me lose about three stone, it seems all that pumping on the saddle has made my member grow quite substantially.

I couldn’t resist “accidentally” walking into the office in my Lycra cycling shorts, just to see how the ladies would react to my impressive bulge.

Most of them pretended to ignore me, but a couple of them – saucy mares – made comments about “packed lunch” and stuff like that.

In fact, one of them went so far as to give me a bit of a “tweak” by the photocopier, which of course led to us finding ourselves in the ladies loo.

She grabbed me with both hands, used her lips on me and then guided me in as we had a “quickie”.

Trouble is, the other cheeky one got the hump that she didn’t get to grips with my sizeable organ and grassed us up. Now I face the sack.

What shall I do?

Nick R, Croydon EMAIL: agony@sundaysport.co.uk OR MAIL TO: Agony, Sunday Sport,MacLaren House, Talbot Road, Old Trafford, Manchester M32 0FP drinks with the younger lads there after work.

With a couple of drinks inside me one evening I found I was getting flirty with all of them, and they were giving me looks that I hadn’t felt in a long time.

The conversation got round to orgies – and it soon came to the time to put up or shut up.

Boy, did I put up! Four of us took a taxi to one of the lads’ city flat, and the second we were inside I felt a wave of sexual desire flood my body.

I made it clear I wanted it all right then. I stripped to my stockings and bra and helped the lads out of their things, caressing each of them in turn, watching SHOULD I have my 38FF boobs reduced? That’s what I’d like your opinion on.

I’m a 25-year-old redhead who hasn’t had too much trouble having my needs satisfied by men (and sometimes women), so sex is not the issue.

I’ve always enjoyed the looks I’ve got from men, especially when I wear low-cut tops and they find it almost impossible not to stare at my cleavage.

I never have any problems getting the fella I fancy to take me home, and when I get there I know how to use my breasts to keep him as long as I want.

In a sex situation they become the centre of attention, and I can control him to make sure my needs are met before he does his thing.

But big boobs do tend to make my back ache sometimes. They get in the way in the gym and clothes cost a lot more, too, so it’s a tricky one.

What do you say?

Ms LP, West London hungrily as they rose to meet my eager body.

There we were, all four of us in a filthy tangle, pulling and probing and feeling our bodies build to an almighty crescendo.

I stayed the night. My hubby was away.

In the morning when I woke and found my clothes, I was surprised to find I didn’t feel any remorse or guilt, only a glow of pleasure and a desire to do it all again.

And I have, once or twice a week since that first night. And if anything, the thrill of having younger men attend to me is even more exciting than at the start.

But now sexual duties with my husband seem dull. But I can’t leave him because he’s absolutely minted. Guide me?

Emma, by email LOTS of men or lots of money? Put up with your husband’s dull sex and have both!