Cap. 2

The following was that I started to imagine different situations with him, if he was having sex with my husband I would imagine him doing it and unload his photo and with the help of my vibrator give long massages and endless orgasms. If he gave me a wine gift I felt like that was the moment (maybe I also thought about myself as I did?). No opportunity was given to me. This year I got tired of so much hysteria, so just like a ring on his finger, an ex wrote to me. Never had I been unfaithful. Never. But good, my encounter with this Mr. X, was opportune. We met and had sex in my car. It was glorious. The best orgasm in years. I felt like the slut. Our encounters continued, but they started to lose their magic. Because it wasn't him. And I got stuck on having him. My last time with this Mr. X (I didn't know it would be the last) that same night we went out with my husband, his brother and his wife. It was a moment so tasty when we turned around in the car because I was sitting behind my husband and he was masturbating and I was looking at my brother-in-law while this happened... I couldn't get any hotter. Yes, yes, yes. It was him. I had to tell him. A few days later we went to a family dinner. He came up to me with a wine glass and we talked in a different way. He confessed something to me and I did the same to him. We were both unfaithful! That night I got home and dedicated my most beautiful masturbation looking at his photos. 2, 3, 4 times I did it... so wet. Something had happened. (I was giving myself a sign?) I couldn't write to him. I waited until he went to work. I wrote to him: Hello, I suppose our thing stays between us, right? Obvious beauty. He said: You know why I was unfaithful? Because I thought about you. Emoji of surprised face. I think: I messed up.... I hope his response. And it was: It happens to me too from a long time ago. You're my fantasy. We have to see each other. Almost died. Tachycardia at 1000. I couldn't believe it. I went out to find him. That first kiss, that blow job he gave me in his truck... why? Say more. It was what I had desired so much. And it surpassed it. The best part was the next encounter... If they ask, I'll follow them.