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Authors name: Sandy (sandyathome@hotmail.com)
Story title : Housewife's Tale
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A Housewife's Tale
By Sandy (sandyathome@hotmail.com)
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A true story about adventure, discovery, and harmless
deceit. (MF, wife, cheat, rom)
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Hi readers, this is my first time posting and it may be
my last, but my life has changed over the past few
years and I'm looking for an outlet for some memories.
(I guess I am also looking for a way to replay them in
my mind!) So here goes . this will be written as a
letter from me to you.
First off I need to tell you a bit about me, not who I
am today but who I was for the 7 years I spent chasing
higher education. I had come from a small high school,
where I did not deserve the reputation that I was
given. The truth is, I fell in love and pursued those
feelings. The trouble was that I fell for a boy with an
inferiority complex (undeserved) who needed to act like
a big man around his friends. Anyway, he talked and I
paid the social cost. These things happen.
But they were not going to happen to me while I was in
school. I am a fairly driven person and I had planned
on competing in athletics, graduating near or at the
top of my class, and getting accepted to a graduate
program. A serious boyfriend would make this impossible
by taking up time, making it difficult to apply to
distant programs, and all the rest. So, no boys for me.
No problem, right?
Wrong. It was easy for a while but eventually I missed
the feeling of being on a date, of being held, of all
of that. Well I was (and am) stubborn, so I hatched my
own little plan that wouldn't force me to go back on
the promise that I had made to myself. Please don't
think poorly of me, but I decided to answer a few of
those free adult Internet ads just for the attention.
It was a lot of fun at first, but then grew tiresome
after the millionth guy mentioned for the millionth
time that he wanted to do this or that with me and that
he would do it with his monster . I think you get the
picture. Anyway, a lot of bad email conversation
without the personal contact that I was missing.
Then I started to play games, and this is really where
the story begins. Do you know how interested a man will
be in you if he thinks you are married, a bit lonesome,
and refuse to leave your husband? It was unbelievable,
not only will guys write back, but they tend to be
kinder than kind, and do not write the same trashy
emails that I had grown to dislike. I became Sandy, the
19 year-old housewife (and I was 18 at the time!), and
this is the story of my first 'extra-marital'
relationship.
It started after I emailed a guy in his 30s who said in
his ad that he was only posting one (and one with a
pretty revealing photo!) because of a dare. I emailed
him, made a joke about how he will probably have to
deal with a lot of attention for the silly dare, and
told him about my situation. We chatted via email
frequently for a couple of weeks, and he sent me a
number of photos (fully dressed unlike his ad).
This was a very cute man - about 6 foot tall, 180
pounds, dark hair, blue eyes, and athletic. He was very
understanding of my situation, claimed to want a
platonic friendship, and tried several times to have me
call him or meet him for coffee. (One good thing about
being a 'married housewife' - guys are very careful to
keep things secret and don't suggest meeting at crazy
times.)
I was going to stop emailing but then I decided, 'why
not'. I agreed to meet him at a coffee shop a couple of
towns over from the University for lunch. What do you
wear to such an event? And how do you dress like a
housewife? Things were pretty complicated in a funny
way, but I was going to play this out. For the record,
I didn't expect anything physical to happen. Actually,
I definitely planned on making sure that nothing
happened!
I arrived at the shop a little late, but dressed nicely
if not a bit too casual. I'm a swimmer so I stay fit,
and I've always felt that I look good in jeans, so I
just put on my favorite pair and topped it off with a
sweater. (It was perhaps a bit on the tight side but
nothing offensive.) I didn't often wear make-up at the
time so all I added in that department was a bit of
lip-gloss. The most important part of the outfit came
from my grandmother - the engagement and wedding rings
actually looked good on me!
Sorry, I just realized that I am being rude. You don't
have any idea what I look like. At the time (and today,
but a bit more mature) I looked very much like the
happy, athletic, but not anorexic girl that every guy
knows but usually doesn't date in high school.
I have sandy blond hair, green eyes, stand 5'3", and
weighed about 108 lbs at the time. The weight was (and
is) distributed well, which is to say that after
puberty no one ever confused me with a boy. (Sorry, but
I'm not going to go into much more detail on this right
here - I know some of you guys want me to be of porn
star proportions, with flaming red lips, dressed in a
leather micro-mini skirt, and teetering on 8" stiletto
heals. But I wasn't - sheesh, I'm pretty sure I was
wearing sneakers!)
So back to my date. He was lovely, and smart, and
strong, and very much my senior. He was 36 at the time,
which was double my age, and I felt a bit overmatched
in terms of intellect and experience. Still, he was
very kind and polite. We chatted for almost 2 hours and
when I said I had to go and stood up to do so, he gave
me a hug and a small kiss on the cheek and said that he
lived close by if I wanted to continue our conversation
for a bit longer. I couldn't believe what I said next,
"I have to be home by 4:30 to start dinner, but I could
hang out for another hour if you want"! He wanted.
He had a beautiful apartment with a lovely view of the
bridge. He came up behind me as I was admiring it and
slowly ran his hands up the outside of my legs, past my
hips, and along the side of my breasts - his confidence
was spectacular! My heart was racing, I'm certain I
wasn't thinking strait, and I just let him turn me
around and kiss me. And what a kiss! He whispered in my
ear that I was beautiful and that he could be my
secret. I was totally overcome. And in about 30
seconds, I was totally naked with this beast.
I had never liked hairy chests until that moment, I had
never liked older guys until that moment, and I had
never wanted to become someone else's fantasy until
that moment. He took such good care of me! I have a
very sensitive body and he picked up on that quickly.
He very softly made love to my body with his mouth,
seemingly savoring every square inch before making me
climax for the first time (at least as violently).
Although clearly under-experienced I was determined to
love this man. I stroked his hardness for a short time
and then took him into my mouth. He was long and hard
and clean and I was so happy, and so determined to make
him happy. After too short a time (I was loving this)
he pulled me gently, but firmly, closer to him and
released into my mouth.
I must have been special to him because he didn't miss
a beat, he didn't need a break, and he didn't plan to
stop at all. I felt very small, but loved, in his arms
as he rolled me over and positioned himself above me. I
felt his penis pushing against me, and when he found
the spot he stopped, looked at me, teased me a bit,
then kissed me as he pushed himself into my body. It
took a few minutes, he would move a little distance and
then wait, but eventually he had me.
I had never felt that full! I had never felt that lost
in a man, never. I was clearly his as he took me slowly
at first, then built speed, and finally took me with
long, strong thrusts. I had orgasmed so many times that
I lost count by the time I felt him tighten up.
Afterward I was amazed, but during the moment I wrapped
my legs around him and made him come deep inside me. It
was everything I wanted it to be!
After about 15 minutes I left him sleeping in his
apartment. I never saw him again - I was a housewife
remember - but he taught me something about myself that
indulged from time to time for the next 7 years.
Let me know if you are interested in hearing about my
other adventures.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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