Angry and hot

A few years ago, at my own house, on a drunk night I had sex with my husband's brother. We had thrown a party at home and my husband had decided to leave with one of his friends from the neighborhood and stay drinking at his place. Of course, I was furious because he had left me alone again with the responsibility of saying goodbye to everyone at home and cleaning up. What my husband didn't know or remember is that we had told his brother earlier that he could sleep in the empty room on the first floor of our house. I won't lie, I was so angry with my husband that I went into the first-floor room myself and sat down on the bed with my brother-in-law; I had taken off my shoes, was barefoot with my short dress on and knew very well that it looked sexy and provocative. I knew very well that I was playing with fire getting into a room with a man dressed like that, but as I said before, I was drunk and didn't think about the consequences. My brother-in-law was pretty drunk too, and just as anyone would imagine, he got hard looking at my legs and came over to put his hand on my thighs and then started kissing me in the mouth. We were both kissing on the bed so I just took a small movement for him to suddenly be on top of me, kissing me and putting his hand under my dress. what excited me the most was the way. My brother-in-law got under my thong below the dress and on my legs, lifted up my skirt, opened his pants and so half-dressed I grabbed him by the legs and he got in. It hurt a bit because of the brusqueness with which he penetrated me and because his member was super hard, but at the same time I couldn't deny that it felt incredibly good to me. We started having sex on the bed, of course it was very passionate, strong and even vulgar, but I was taken, crazy and in those moments that was the precise way I wanted him to take me.

Sex didn't last long, I imagine it was around 15 minutes but for me it was enough, I got rid of all my desires to have a vulgar and mundane sex. My brother-in-law started putting it in harder, making louder noises and suddenly I felt like he started coming inside me, he hadn't put on a condom and in reality I could have gotten pregnant but I imagine he wanted to give himself the pleasure. Luckily I didn't get pregnant.

I went to sleep in my room and felt that my husband arrived hours later, of course I pretended to be asleep so he wouldn't come near me. The next day my brother-in-law and I met up in the kitchen with my husband for breakfast, of course both of us acted as if nothing had happened at all the night before.