My hubby just doesn't get how much I need dick. Even if he knew, he wouldn't have time to tell me. Secretly, I believe he is concerned that he will be unable to satisfy my cock needs. Perhaps he can't, but he can try. Perhaps if he tried, I would not be such a lusty, cheating housewife.
My husband has known Mark for a long time. I stalked him on my throwaway Instagram account. He was extremely prosperous and attractive. Please understand that, although I am also very gorgeous, I was just a bored housewife who was cheating—or at least considering it. It had been a long time since I had seen him in person. He was in the kitchen searching through the refrigerator for beer when I went in on the pretext of getting a glass of iced water. We were by ourselves. He appeared more attractive than he did in the photos. We struck up a conversation and clicked. One thing led to another, and I admitted that I followed him on a different account.
He didn't say anything, but he smiled, took out his phone, checked his following list, and followed me back. Then something about his posture altered. He began making remarks about my body, how good I looked, and how summer seemed to suit me. I was a mess of perspiration and tiredness, yet he appeared to find it appealing. He commented how good it was to see me again and taunted me about my sweaty appearance, particularly around my cleavage.
I could not handle it anymore. I approached him, got one of the chilly beers from the fridge, and informed him about how the heat was driving me insane as I rubbed the cold glass bottle on my breasts, allowing the edge of the bottle's cap to pull my dress down, exposing one of them. Then I moved myself closer to him, trapping him between my body and the wall, and his hand rested on my thigh. My skin was on fire when he touched me. His hand crept up to my ass, and I could feel his erection under his jeans. It was enormous. I became wet just thinking about what this bull could do to me.
He leaned in, and we kissed. A horny, desperate housewife cheating sounded like something Mark could deal with. Passionate and moist. Knowing my husband was in the other room made it even hotter. Mark's hands were dragging my skirt up, while my own hands were tugging my panties down. I sat on one of the kitchen stools, and he grabbed me before I could respond. He kissed me deeply, his tongue playing with mine. His fingers entered me and set fire throughout my entire body. I unbuckled his jeans and dropped them along with his underwear, feasting my eyes on his cock. It was the biggest I had ever seen.
He fucked me without guilt, and I had to bite my lips to stop screaming. Noticing this, he smiled and put one arm around my waist to keep me steady while covering my mouth with his other hand to prevent me from alerting the males, and in less than three minutes, he fucked me into orgasm. I was so horny for him that a few dozen thrusts sufficed. This bored housewife had the greatest orgasm of her life while cheating on her husband. His name was suddenly called. Rather than halt, he accelerated. He kept fucking me till he got inside of me, refusing to let go. As he pulled his jeans up, got a few beers, and went back to his pals and my husband, I could feel his cum dripping between his legs.
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