My Life And Lover

The first time I was unfaithful to my husband was after an enormous row. I had stormed out of the house and just drove for miles. The argument was so stupid over would you believe a tuna sandwich but it escalated into a full blown slanging match. It was horrible, he said such nasty things. I was not innocent I said some horrible stuff back at him but when he threw the remote control at me I decided to walk out for a bit.

We live in an up and coming town South West of London close to motorway links and I just headed down the A23. Before long I saw signposts for Brighton so that's where I headed. I decided to stay in a cheap hotel for the night to teach the bastard a lesson. I booked into a small B&B near the seafront. I had stormed out without anything but a bank card, just the clothes on my back but I was angry, so very angry.

It was 7pm and I was in my room looking at the ceiling thinking what an asshole he had been and how stupid I was to charge out of the house the way I did. Fuck it, I was trapped in a bloody dingey room 7pm on a Friday night in a town I didn't really know. I looked at my phone to see if he had called, nothing.

"You idiot Marie."

I decided to go for a stroll down the seafront to clear my thoughts and kill a bit of time. The noise and lights of the arcades and stores were a nice distraction and I took a walk up the pier. I didn't realise it is so big and I just hung around watching the punters on the machines. There was a horse racing game I was watching that looked fun so I withdrew a small amount of cash and gave it a spin. I won the first game, a big fluffy teddy bear not bad for £2.00p. I looked at my phone again, again nothing,

"Fuck him."

I turned it off and put it back into my purse.

"Nice teddy!" came a voice over my shoulder,

"You just win that here?"

I looked around to see a young couple with a child and who I presumed was grandad. The voice belonged to grandad, he was a kind looking man with a family in tow so I was in no danger of anything I smiled and replied,

"Yes, it was my first try too."

He turned to the small child saying,

"Jess, would you like me to try to get you a teddy like the lady won?"

The little girl who couldn't have been much older than four jumped for joy clapping her grandad on.

He asked me very graciously "Do you mind if I sit miss?"

"Not at all, please."

He sat on the stool beside me and we started to chat his name was Terry, he was here with his son and daughter in law. The adorable little girl was theirs, Jess.

We both put in the cash for the next game, I was on horse 4, Terry was on 7. I decided if I won another I would give Jess the prize. We both lost, she was heartbroken, she had expected her grandad to win, grandads always do what they say they would.

A few go's later still no win so I leaned over and whispered to him would he mind if I gave him the teddy pretending he had won it and give it to her. The joy on her face was wonderful, it had brightened my evening up so much to see that. My whole mood had changed I was enjoying my evening tremendously. Terry asked me if I had eaten as they were booked into their hotel restaurant at 9pm and would love it if I joined them.

"Dad I am sure the lady has other things to do, she doesn't want to hang with us?"

"Please lady, come with us please." Said little Jess pleading with her eyes clinging onto her new teddy, how could I refuse her.

I nodded yes to smiles from Terry and he held his hand to me to help me off my stool, I took it and he tucked my arm under his as we walked down the pier.

"Terry I don't want to give you the wrong impression, I am married you know."

"I thought you might be, for a woman as beautiful as you it would be very unusual if you were not."

He was a real charmer and good looking too, probably 20 years older than me at 60ish with greying hair at the temples, piercing blue eyes and dimples in his cheeks when he smiled.

"Marie, if its awkward I have no problem if you refuse our offer, I don't want to put you in a situation that could look bad."

"No, I would love dinner with you, after today it's exactly what I need right now."

We all walked along the front back past the arcades to a huge hotel, it looked really posh. Purple lighting illuminated the front with small waterfalls in the foyer. The doorman held the door and showed us the way in.

"Hello Mr Bellman, looks like you won!" as he pointed at the large teddy bear in Jess's arms.

"Yes Albert, my good friend Marie here won it for her."

"Oh, good friend am I?" I said hanging onto his arm and smiling into his eyes. My day had gone from the worst to one of the best nights I could remember.

We were shown to our seats by the maître d, he knew him by Mr Bellman too, it piqued my curiosity to who Terry was as everyone seemed to know him. I sat next to him with Jess to my left, Terry's son Gary was seated next with his wife. It was a big round table so all had views of each other. I noticed Gary kept looking at my wedding rings.

The dinner was to die for, the food was absolutely amazing and the conversation was lovely. I was having such a wonderful evening I did not want this night to end. Terry leant over to me and said,

"What time will you husband expect you home Marie, I will get my car to take you anytime you wish ok?"

My husband? he hadn't even crossed my mind all evening. I suddenly felt a little guilty, here I was enjoying a beautiful meal with a beautiful man and his beautiful family not giving my husband a second thought. I got a bit flustered as I answered him.

"I-erm, no, it's ok Terry, thank you but I am staying in Brighton tonight, I will be going home tomorrow."

He looked back at me a little concerned

"Is everything ok Marie? Sorry if I have overstepped the mark but you suddenly look a bit worried."

"No I am fine, everything has been so wonderful tonight, thank you all for a lovely evening."

I moved back in my chair as if to stand and Terry reached across taking my hand, "Please do not go so soon Marie, the night is still young."

"Dad, Marie is obviously feeling a little uncomfortable now, I think you".....

Terry interrupted his son, "Marie, where is your hotel I will get my driver to take you."

"It is no problem, I will get a cab."

"I will not think of it, now where is it."

I told him where I was staying and told his family what a wonderful evening I had and thanked them. I offered my bank card to Terry for my share of the meal and he looked offended.

"Marie, I own this hotel. You will not pay a single penny tonight. You will also stay as my guest in one of our best suites if you allow me to."

"Terry, I can't, honestly I can't."

"You can Marie, I insist."

He looked like a man who usually got what he wanted. Terry took my hand and led me from the table to the front desk.

"Antonia this is Marie....I am sorry I don't even know your surname."

"Green, Marie Green."

"Antonia, as I was saying, this is Marie Green. She will be staying in the best available suite we have tonight, anything she wants she gets ok, on my account."

"Terry, I don't know what to say."

He put his finger to my lips and said, "Say nothing, what you did for my granddaughter tonight is payment enough, your husband is a very, very lucky man Marie, I hope he appreciates you."

Again for the second time tonight he saw apprehension and hesitation in my face.

"I am good at reading people, you have looked upset twice tonight, both times when I have mentioned your husband. What is it?"

He guided me over to a secluded corner of the foyer and I opened up about the row earlier with James. I started to get upset and he put a comforting arm around me, it felt right, I felt safe in his powerful arms. He looked into my eyes and I just melted, god this man was so handsome up close.

He was beautiful he smelt like I imagined a Hollywood star would smell, I rested my head into his chest as he held me, it dawned on me for the first time tonight that I wanted him. I wanted him so badly, I wanted him to drag me upstairs to his room and take me.

He stared into my soul through my eyes as if he could read my thoughts and kissed me. His kiss was as gentle as you would kiss a baby, his lips were so soft.

"Oh shit Marie I am so sorry, I shouldn't have done that, I couldn't help it. I am so sorry."

I held his face between the palms of my hands and kissed him back but this time with passion.

"Marie, are you sure?"

"Yes, I have never been more sure about anything in my life."

He stood taking my hand and led me to the lifts, we waited for what seemed like forever but it was only a matter of seconds and my heart was beating out of my chest. Terry held onto my sweaty shaking hand, he could sense how nervous I was and again whispered, "Are you sure?"

I looked up saying yes.

He held my hand the whole way up then smiled at me, "My room or yours." With a big grin on his face.

We went to the top floor, it was his penthouse suite. He opened the door and took me inside, it was huge with views across the whole seafront. He took me into his arms and again kissed me, I was swept away with passion for this man. I would've done absolutely anything he wanted tonight. I was like putty in his hands and I was his for the taking.

Again he looked into my eyes and said,

"Marie, one last time. Are you sure you want this?"

I kicked off my shoes and lay on his bed, "What do you think Terry?"

He almost fell on top of me as we ripped each other's clothes off, my blouse buttons flew across the room with his shirt. The first fuck was a bit frantic but we spent hours pleasing each other in ways that I had only read about in romantic novels. He certainly knew his way around a woman's body, if I wasn't on the verge of an orgasm then it was because I was having one. I had no idea sex could be like this, he was a master of his craft and made love to me over and over, for a man his age he was extremely virile.

He didn't seem to care at all for his pleasure, it felt like his pleasure was giving me pleasure. No he didn't have a ten inch cock, it was average but beautiful like the man. That night was the best night of my life.

It wasn't until I awoke the next morning with him cuddled up to me that I thought of my husband and what I had done. For the first time in 18 years of marriage I had been unfaithful. I didn't know whether to feel bad or guilty or what to feel, to be honest I didn't feel any of those feelings I thought I should feel. The feeling I had was probably shame, I felt ashamed of what I had done so very willingly, but strangely not guilty.

I had really enjoyed the feeling of another man inside my body, kissing and touching my intimate places. My body was still tingling now 6-7 hours after the act.

I got up from the bed looking for my clothes, "Shit, my blouse, shit!"

I my haste to get out of the house all I had were the clothes I stood in, now my sodden panties were a mess, my blouse ripped.

"Shit!"

"What's wrong?"

"My clothes, I haven't got any!"

Terry had a huge grin on his face

"Is that all. Come here back to bed we can worry about clothes later."

We spent another two hours making love before room service bought breakfast to his room. He treated me like a princess and he took me shopping for new clothes and sexy underwear. We spent the morning together laughing and joking like we had known each other years, I felt so comfortable with this man.

We went for coffee and sat like lovers hand in hand watching the crowds go by. I felt like a new woman but I also knew I had to go back to my real life. I do love my husband but I now have real feelings for Terry too. I had been on a real rollercoaster of emotions in the last 24 hours, anger, hate, lust, love.

I turned my phone back on only to have 20 text messages from James begging me to come home and how sorry he was. The answerphone messages did make me feel guilty though, that he had been stewing all night while I was making love to a stranger and I hadn't given him a second thought. I rang him and told him I'd be coming home today and hoped he had learned not to take me for granted.

I felt like in the short time I had known Terry I had actually fell in love with him. He had made a massive impression on me and it hurt like hell to say goodbye. He made me promise to keep in touch and go down to see him whenever I could. It was just like the film pretty woman but without the romantic ending.

I made my way home to James and he could not have been nicer, he had flowers waiting for me and we went out for dinner. I made it up to him big time in bed that night treating him to a wake up blowjob too.

I know what I did was so very wrong and I knew that whatever James and myself had argued about he did not deserve me betraying him in the way I did.

But I also knew I would be doing very wrong again with Terry as soon as I possibly could.

The end.