I am not really a writer but here to vent the secrets that I kept to myself all this while.
I am a chubby wife and in my late 30s. This is my second marriage. I have no children from either. I am plump with a 42E assets and big but not huge ass.
Since the previous marriage, I am the horny type. I was usually the one who started the little things prior to having sex with my ex; likewise with my current. Initially, sex was good. Even while awaiting my divorce from my ex, my husband and I have secretly met in our local budget hotels. He is small-built with a small penis but hr was a good licker. Besides that, I just love it when he played with my boobs. It simply triggered me.
We have been married for 10 years now. Sex between us got lesser and lesser; part of it may be due to his ED and his self-consciousness to his dick size. While I was good for less penetration and more foreplay, I guess I was lying to myself. At times, I faked my moan and many a time I imagined while having sex with him. Then, I started to watch porn. The imagination become a norm. Most times, I imagined meeting a guy for the times and things happen; a realistic scenario.
As matters evolved, I began to look at other men even when I am out with my husband. Stout men, not the extreme hunks, please my eyes. I would look at them when my husband wasn't watching; not with any desire to cheat but just imagine how they would be in bed.
As time passed, I found out that my husband was chatting in local chatrooms when he forget to log off from our common laptop. Some of them were erotic chats though I know that he did not meet any of the girls. Thinking positively, I thought may be he was trying to get himself hard so that he could have sex with me. It didn't happen at all. In the meantime, I would just watch porn secretly and masturbate. It soon got a little less exciting. After all, it was just a mind game. Then I started to enter the chatrooms too. Erotic chats with the guys seemed to lift my desire. I was merely chatting and refused any meet-ups because I was fully aware what the intentions of those guys and I was not prepared to cheat; until I got to know a guy 14 years my junior (lets call him L). Unlike others, we did not engaged in any sexual conversation. I told L that I am happily married and I was in the chatroom just to pass my time. He was okay with that.
After a few sessions of chatting, we moved to a chat apps. I did not want to exchange phone numbers with him for fear of my husband knowing it. Through the new platform, chatting with L became more frequent; in the train on the way to work, lunch time, on my way home and when my husband slept early. A lot of times, we would chat till 2 or 3 am though both of us need to wake up at 6. After a while of such routine, I was very comfortable with him. He wasn't like the rest. There was zero sex chat. I wasn't falling for him as I was still mindful of my status; though my husband did not know of my chats with L.