Hello good day poringa boys and poringa girls... I want to share with you what I lived last Saturday, January 11th, 2014... I'm a 42-year-old girl and I'll say that I'm normal in physical, mental, and moral terms... two years ago, I started a friendship with a younger girl who has kept me somewhat distant and disheartened from my husband, until this Saturday, when I realized it, creating the fantasy of being with a girl who takes me out of my reality.... anyway, this Saturday, I went out to eat with my husband and well, he's been unemployed for three months now and I've been shouldering all the expenses alone, and because of stupid advice from my (friend), I've repressed myself and my husband from sex, can you believe it?? Well, the thing is that after dinner, accompanied by some beers, the conversation got heated...
Already advanced in the afternoon, I decided to continue the party at a bar we used to visit back then... And I clearly remember that my husband suggested taking the party easy due to expenses and because my mood was leading me to become a bad person that night....
My emotions took over, truthfully, with alcohol in my head and blood, I'm aware that on several occasions I ended up insulting him and as always, I held back my nonsense...
I started losing track of my actions, I think we danced, sang, greeted acquaintances, lived the moment... but when it came time to pay the bill, a monster took over my ideas due to economic pressure and I started reprimanding him again in an exaggerated way... we left the place and I was outside of myself.... we arrived at the parking lot and I refused to get into the car, he insisted and I kept reproaching him... and sending him off...
A car approached and the driver, a familiar face, asked if everything was okay and my response was to ask him to take me home, so I got in the car and we left the place, I was dying laughing at how funny it was to leave my husband stranded next to our car and me walking away from there with his... keys in hand jajajaja... how will he go home teaching keys...
without realizing at what moment I already had a drink in my hands and taking it, I fell into the reality that I had gotten into a car with 3 strangers, their faces seemed familiar to me but the truth was I had no idea who they were...
I told the driver where my address was, but between the cheers and the music at full volume, we just kept having fun... we arrived at a place that due to the amount of alcohol, I couldn't distinguish what type of apartment it was or where in the city it was located, it's a small city and I've lived there all my life...
I remember sitting in a living room and the 3 guys laughing and dancing, they would pick me up to dance but in my drunken haze, I remember asking them to take me home or call me a taxi... and from that moment on, I didn't know what was happening until around 9 am the next morning...
I woke up slowly still feeling drunk and trying to think of what had happened, scared I started recognizing beer bottles, tequila, and vodka all over the room... my clothes were scattered everywhere and all the items in my purse were thrown on the table... I got dressed and gathered my things from my purse, it seemed like nothing was missing... everything was there... I wanted to call home but my phone had no battery...
I realized I was at a motel just a few blocks away from home and walked towards it, feeling totally defeated with a nasty hangover... I felt like liquid was coming out of my eyes, which I recognized as semen, and I felt the dirtiest woman alive... months without intimacy with my husband and now I didn't even remember what had happened...
I arrived home and the car wasn't there, nor was my husband... note that I hadn't spent the night there... I prepared the bathroom and got ready to wash off... under the hot shower water, I scrubbed and scrubbed trying to get rid of this discomfort that was overwhelming me and I didn't know what. remember... my sex and my tiny ass and my breasts... it was evident that I had had sex...
Without any appetite to eat, I prepared a coffee, took the phone and put it on charge, walked to the room and called my husband from home... he answered anxious and annoyed.... God has been searching for you everywhere, I'm coming there....
When I arrived at home... I didn't know how to answer him where I was and what happened in reality... and I don't think I need to tell him, he's a very intelligent and intuitive person in any situation... always knows how to visualize things in one way or another and ends up getting the best out of everything....
I rested on my bed and slept like never before, sleeping during the day..... woke up already past 6 pm, a very quiet Sunday at home, alone, my husband wasn't there and my son was at his cousins' house since yesterday...
I got up and walked to the living room, picked up my phone which was fully charged, went to the bathroom and sat down to pee, felt very red and with the urge to do poop as well, always having been a bit constipated so I had to push a little... horrified when I felt and saw what came out of me... my anus was hurting and in the toilet bowl I observed my titties and a cucumber??? cried trying to remember, didn't know what else had happened for a cucumber and my titties to be inside me...
My phone warned me that the memory is saturated... think the worst and have reason..... there's an explicit video of what happened last night.... starts almost at midnight and ends almost at 7 am.... I'm ashamed and scared to tell you what I see in it and know that all of you will imagine well what's in it, not just with the three boys who took me to the motel, but also other three people, two boys and a girl, and I was the total entertainment for the six... they did whatever they wanted to me, caught me by everyone and every position and apart from being alcoholized, I don't see myself refusing I see clearly like the 22-year-old girl who lost control of the pepper inserted in my Booty... I don't think I can show you the video because it's clear who I am and I would die of shame... I've seen it 5 times and the last 3 excite me too much.... I think I'm sick.... The thing is, I don't know if I should talk to my husband or show him what happened... or what to do.... I won't say anything yet and honestly, I don't know if I liked it or not.... But to my perpetrators, I want to tell them they have nothing to worry about, because I was very drunk and in the video, they took good care that their faces didn't appear except for the girl called Sammy.... What to do??? That's the big question, thanks if you read it and accept comments and suggestions...
Already advanced in the afternoon, I decided to continue the party at a bar we used to visit back then... And I clearly remember that my husband suggested taking the party easy due to expenses and because my mood was leading me to become a bad person that night....
My emotions took over, truthfully, with alcohol in my head and blood, I'm aware that on several occasions I ended up insulting him and as always, I held back my nonsense...
I started losing track of my actions, I think we danced, sang, greeted acquaintances, lived the moment... but when it came time to pay the bill, a monster took over my ideas due to economic pressure and I started reprimanding him again in an exaggerated way... we left the place and I was outside of myself.... we arrived at the parking lot and I refused to get into the car, he insisted and I kept reproaching him... and sending him off...
A car approached and the driver, a familiar face, asked if everything was okay and my response was to ask him to take me home, so I got in the car and we left the place, I was dying laughing at how funny it was to leave my husband stranded next to our car and me walking away from there with his... keys in hand jajajaja... how will he go home teaching keys...
without realizing at what moment I already had a drink in my hands and taking it, I fell into the reality that I had gotten into a car with 3 strangers, their faces seemed familiar to me but the truth was I had no idea who they were...
I told the driver where my address was, but between the cheers and the music at full volume, we just kept having fun... we arrived at a place that due to the amount of alcohol, I couldn't distinguish what type of apartment it was or where in the city it was located, it's a small city and I've lived there all my life...
I remember sitting in a living room and the 3 guys laughing and dancing, they would pick me up to dance but in my drunken haze, I remember asking them to take me home or call me a taxi... and from that moment on, I didn't know what was happening until around 9 am the next morning...
I woke up slowly still feeling drunk and trying to think of what had happened, scared I started recognizing beer bottles, tequila, and vodka all over the room... my clothes were scattered everywhere and all the items in my purse were thrown on the table... I got dressed and gathered my things from my purse, it seemed like nothing was missing... everything was there... I wanted to call home but my phone had no battery...
I realized I was at a motel just a few blocks away from home and walked towards it, feeling totally defeated with a nasty hangover... I felt like liquid was coming out of my eyes, which I recognized as semen, and I felt the dirtiest woman alive... months without intimacy with my husband and now I didn't even remember what had happened...
I arrived home and the car wasn't there, nor was my husband... note that I hadn't spent the night there... I prepared the bathroom and got ready to wash off... under the hot shower water, I scrubbed and scrubbed trying to get rid of this discomfort that was overwhelming me and I didn't know what. remember... my sex and my tiny ass and my breasts... it was evident that I had had sex...
Without any appetite to eat, I prepared a coffee, took the phone and put it on charge, walked to the room and called my husband from home... he answered anxious and annoyed.... God has been searching for you everywhere, I'm coming there....
When I arrived at home... I didn't know how to answer him where I was and what happened in reality... and I don't think I need to tell him, he's a very intelligent and intuitive person in any situation... always knows how to visualize things in one way or another and ends up getting the best out of everything....
I rested on my bed and slept like never before, sleeping during the day..... woke up already past 6 pm, a very quiet Sunday at home, alone, my husband wasn't there and my son was at his cousins' house since yesterday...
I got up and walked to the living room, picked up my phone which was fully charged, went to the bathroom and sat down to pee, felt very red and with the urge to do poop as well, always having been a bit constipated so I had to push a little... horrified when I felt and saw what came out of me... my anus was hurting and in the toilet bowl I observed my titties and a cucumber??? cried trying to remember, didn't know what else had happened for a cucumber and my titties to be inside me...
My phone warned me that the memory is saturated... think the worst and have reason..... there's an explicit video of what happened last night.... starts almost at midnight and ends almost at 7 am.... I'm ashamed and scared to tell you what I see in it and know that all of you will imagine well what's in it, not just with the three boys who took me to the motel, but also other three people, two boys and a girl, and I was the total entertainment for the six... they did whatever they wanted to me, caught me by everyone and every position and apart from being alcoholized, I don't see myself refusing I see clearly like the 22-year-old girl who lost control of the pepper inserted in my Booty... I don't think I can show you the video because it's clear who I am and I would die of shame... I've seen it 5 times and the last 3 excite me too much.... I think I'm sick.... The thing is, I don't know if I should talk to my husband or show him what happened... or what to do.... I won't say anything yet and honestly, I don't know if I liked it or not.... But to my perpetrators, I want to tell them they have nothing to worry about, because I was very drunk and in the video, they took good care that their faces didn't appear except for the girl called Sammy.... What to do??? That's the big question, thanks if you read it and accept comments and suggestions...
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