I must confess I've been cheating on my husband with a young uni lad (I'm 33). I'm English, but live in Central Scotland and have a thing for the accent. After having a baby, my husband hasn't really been interested in sex.
I was coming back from a work thing late one night. I walked from the train station through town when a lad smiled at me and winked. Something broke in me and I asked "do you want to fuck me?"
His housemates were all away and he has his place to himself. He clocked my wedding ring and I said "ask no questions".
We went up to his flat and it was amazing. I was an utter slut and did things I'd never consider before - I gagged on his cock and then tongued his arse while he dirty talked. I found myself saying "fuck me rough", which he did. Hair pulling, slapping, spitting, pounding with thumb in arse sex. I came like a train many times.
I went home and got in the shower fast, in case my husband was awake.
The awful thing is that wasn't the last time.
My sex life with my husband is slowly getting back, and I keep telling myself I'll stop.
