Note: Raven (aka Raven7890) and I are both over 18 years of age.
Dear Raven
I writing to to say I'm sorry. I very much regret my actions the other night. I need you to understand. I wasn't thinking straight. I know what I did was unforgivable but please let me try to explain.
I had just left my wife in our room when I headed downstairs. I was very distraught. I was horny as hell and my balls needed relief. My wife was six months pregnant and again in a cranky mood. I don't know why we went to her company retreat in the mountains.
When I had headed down to the bar it was late. The sun had just set and the power drinkers were still in their swimsuits around the darkening pool. In and out of the barroom they went with both hands full carrying booze to the pool.
I wandered around, I was hard and I needed a fuck. I had a few drinks, that is no excuse for my actions. The doctors have called it an addiction. Some people may have called me a sex maniac or a sociopath. Others just call me a pervert.
That night I headed toward the bar but I didn't want a drink I wanted a fuck. I stepped over to the corner of the big dark room. It was unoccupied except for the people sliding down the hall between the bar and the pool. They couldn't see me standing in the dark corner.
I looked out over the mountains. My hand was in my baggy shorts as I stroked my long cock. It was a dark corner, I knew I could let my load fly and no one would see. I was working on blasting my load, regretting very much that my baby seeds would be going to waste.
That's when I saw you.
You were laying on the sofa. No one could see you in the dark corner with the sofa back so high. You were laying there on your belly with your long pool gown covering down over your ass.