My heart was in my throat as I got behind the wheel of my husbands car. I start the engine and back outta the driveway. My mind is going a hundred miles a minute with thoughts of what I'm doing.
After I drive a safe distance from the house and text Vince one word "address". After he responds I plug the address into the GPS on my phone. Only 15 minutes away good as long as I don't dawdle I should be fine.
The entire drive I'm excited and scared at the same time. I can't believe I'm doing this. I sing along to the radio as I drive trying to keep my mind on the road and not what I'm about to do.
As soon as I arrive I get outta the car and freeze, which door is it. I text Vince, he says to come around back. I find the fire escape and start to climb.
He's waiting for me at his back door and let's me in. I follow him to his bedroom. I lay on the bed and start to babble incoherently about anything I can trying to get my pulse to slow down.
He slowly lays on the bed beside me. I've know Vince since we were kids and started sleeping with him when we were teenagers. I make a joke about how my husband thought I wore matching underwear for him and tell him he can look if he wants. He slowly lifts my shirt to take a peek at my bra. I carefully take off my jeans to show him my panties. My hands are shaking so much I fumble with the button. As soon as I lay back down he starts playing with my clit through the sheer black fabric and gets me off in record time. As he runs his hand over my thighs I'm surprised at how rough his hands are.