This story is true. Only the name has been changed to protect my lover, my slut. The submission of this story is for her. The idea that others can enjoy the thought of her seduction into being a slut wife is intoxicating to me and gift to her. I'm sure she would never think of submitting our story, but it is not the first time I would push her to do more than she thought she could do.
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I found Delia online. I wonder if she ever knew that creating her online account would lead to meeting a man like me. I wonder if she knew of the sex that her online chat account could lead her to discover. Did she create it with the hope of peeking at what lust existed online? Or did she just create it to be a good girl and talk to family and friends (unaware of the online world of sex).
No matter, I found her now. She was "I_land_girl," and I planned to make her mine. I ask her what she looks like? Her description seems attractive, but only a person to person meeting would reveal the truth. She was married with kids, but of course I was too. I found out she was almost 20 years my senior, meaning she easily qualified as MILF to me. But age never was an issue with me. In fact, I found it a turn on to explore the experience she may have to show me.
After some discussion online, I had earned her trust. And some how she lets herself agree to meet me. This small hurdle excited me. She could always say "no", but meeting would give me so many options. And, I was eager to seduce a lover with the lust I had for sex. I hoped she would be that one.
We arranged to meet at a scenic look out. Unsure of the people at the area, I told her that we could at least meet just for the sake of meeting. She was unsure of me and unsure what she wanted, being that she was a good and proper wife, so far. She must have thought that an innocent meeting in a public place would be safe enough.
As I drove up to the meeting area, I was eager and hungry to find excitement for my lust. Eager to deflower her of that monogamous status and make her mine. But most of all, hoping that she would be nice looking and filled with an untapped passion waiting to be released.
I waited for about 10 minutes, which seemed to drag on forever. And then, there she was; and she was nice! Long legs, a nice ass (that I thought would look great with my cock buried between it), a nice face, and short hair. She was wearing jeans and a conservative shirt. The kind of prim and proper wife every man would love to corrupt. I was not an exception.
She introduced herself as Delia with a courteous handshake. We continued to exchange pleasantries. I maintained my platonic composure and continued on with our discuss all the while undressing her with my eyes. After a bit of walking around in the absence of people, I took my first bold step and put my hand on her hip. She jumped, but let me keep it there. I started to compliment her on her looks. She was shy and seemed to blush a little. I'm sure she was overwhelmed by the attention of a man like me, not being her husband.