This is a typical internet cheat story. It may be routine and boring, but it is true. Go ahead and judge me as a slut and send all those stupid snide remarks. If you are so pious and righteous, why are you reading these stories? You are not a judge and jury!!
I'm not sure where to begin this story, Maybe a little background on myself. I'm a 52 year old married housewife, Betty, and mother of two grown children. I was raised on a farm near a small town in Illinois. I attended high school where I met the love of my life, Tom. I attended college for a year before Tom and I decided to get married. I was twenty years old and very much in love, eager to start my new life with Tom.
I was very blessed in the gene department. When my mother was younger she did some modeling work. I was fortunate to inherit her good looks. I was always told that I was beautiful. I always had a smile on my face, a friend to everyone I met. I wanted to be a model also, but my five foot two frame limited my possibilities. That coupled with my figure which was always on the full side. Growing up I quickly filled out and filled a 36C bra by my senior year in high school. I had a very small waist which made both my boobs and my butt appear larger than they were. My once long black hair is now much shorter as it is easier to manage that way.
Our married sex life was nothing short of spectacular, as we made love every chance we could. I wasn't a virgin when I fell for Tom, with a very limited sexual experience background. As the years progressed Tom and I experimented with all aspects of love making. I was an eager learner and enthusiastic partner. During our first twenty five years of marriage I'm sure we averaged making love five times a week, if not more.
I worked when we were first married, then after two years of marriage our two children arrived within a year of each other. I was a stay at home mother, but as soon as the kids were in school I took a job. The job didn't pay much, but helped with the bills. As our children grew I went back to school, mostly online, and earned my college degree which enabled me to get a better job with a much better pay and benefits.
Over the years my good looks and curvy body attracted allot of attention from co-workers, friends and strangers. I was always flattered by their advances, but refused their advances. That is in all cases except one early on in my marriage, which I learned a valuable lesson from. I have to admit the thought of a taboo affair did excite me. I was in love with Tom and did not want to risk my marriage on a silly fling.
Then, a few years ago Tom developed ED. His sex drive dropped and was unable to sustain an erection. He took vitamins, visited doctors, and took Viagra, but nothing seemed to help him. This proved to be very frustrating to me, but I accepted Tom's condition as a fact of life. Tom satisfied me with a strap-on he had purchased, and with oral sex. I also had purchased a new vibrator which brought me much needed relief when I needed it.
I advanced in my job and was able to eventually work out of my home for two days a week. I found I was able to finish my work and was able to have allot of free time on my hands. I discovered Facebook and was a regular on the site, Eventually my list of friends swelled to over one hundred friends. It is a fun site, and I was able to stay in touch with many of my friends, past and present
I was surprised to hear from one of my old friends, Jim. He was a was a co-worker from years past. I remembered him as being good looking, and allot of fun to be around. As our relationship developed at work, we would flirt with each other. Since we were both married, it was just harmless flirting. I eventually changed jobs and forgot all about Jim.
Jim must have seen me on Facebook and asked to be my friend. I accepted his invitation and soon we were exchanging notes. Jim asked me if it would be OK if we chatted on an E-mail site, as it was more private and secure. I saw no harm in this and soon we were chatting on a regular basis, catching each other up on our lives.
It was almost inevitable that our chat soon turned to our sex lives. I told Jim about Tom's ED. In turn Jim told me that his wife had a hysterectomy, and their sex live had fallen on hard times also. That's when our sex talk picked up and became much more descriptive and intimate.
Of course Jim led the way with lots of suggestions as to what he would do with me if he had the opportunity. I played along as it was fun and exciting. We were soon describing various sex acts we would perform on each other. As our play got more involved Jim would ask me to play with my boobs, or play with my pussy and describe what I was doing with myself as we chatted.
I would tell him that I was naked, and playing with myself and was very wet. Eventually he suggested I get my vibrator and use it as we chatted. I had several nice orgasms this way. In like, Jim would tell me about how hard he was and was stroking himself as I described to him what I was doing. Eventually he sent me some pictures of himself on Flicker, which I must admit was very exciting. They showed his big cock, one with cum oozing out of it after one of our chat sessions
I'm sure you already know what was going to happen next. Jim told me he enjoyed our playing around and wondered if there was a chance that we could do what we were talking about via E-mails in real life. Of course I turned him down. We continued our online playing with Jim always asking if we couldn't do this in real life. Over a short time period my response went from no to maybe.
In looking back Jim knew it was only a matter of time before he broke down my resistance. I gave in and said yes, we would meet. Now the problem of when. My husband Tom was injured at work, received a nice settlement and had to retire from his job. As a consequence he was always home with me.
One of Tom's hobbies was fishing. He liked to fish but because of weather conditions he wasn't able to fish this year. He had a buddy who had a boat who took him fishing. Then one day he announced that his friend had called him and he was going fishing on Tuesday. I contacted Jim and told him that Tuesday would be a good day for him to come over as Tom was going fishing.
We live on the edge of town, on a not very busy street. However I have an older lady neighbor who watches what is going on in the neighborhood. My Husband does small odd jobs for her and always goes over and talks to her once a week. I knew if she saw a strange car in the driveway she would mention it to Tom. I told Jim I would leave the garage door open, and he could pull into the garage when he came over.