We are blamed for many things in our personal and sexual lives. There are good people sometimes called Puritans that have valid beliefs regarding sex and marriage. I'll never argue against those beliefs. However perhaps someone needs to explain the opposite type of life too for those that can't understand or have trouble listening and definite problems accepting. And especially husbands that ignore, criticize or belittle their wife about their bodies or sex. In my opinion your woman should be a primary focus of your life in every way and that definitely includes sex and her appetites for it.
The topic I emphatically reference here is extramarital sex and I won't capture any converts with my reasoning or explanation but I feel it needs to be said and so I begin with some history before I move ahead.
I was busy and more than a bit shy and hadn't had a date until just after the start of my Junior year in college. At that time I met a sorority girl that had somewhat the same appealing demeanor most of us guys want and then we began dating. On our second date she began talking about marriage and told me it was what all the girls in her sorority were after and they all wanted to quit college after that.
The talk continued until finally after about two months of dating she wanted to know when I was going to ask her to get married. She had been my first and only sex partner and she had initiated it. She told me then that I was her guy because with my attributes I always satisfied her. She added that she'd talked to her girlfriends about it and they'd been amazed and mostly didn't seem to believe in her description of my attributes and so she actually arranged me to date one of her girlfriends from the sorority so that when the other girl told them then they'd believe.
I wasn't ready to get married and wouldn't until sometime after I graduated and I told her this.
She went ahead with scheduling the date though then the girlfriend seemed immediately to want to see and measure me so she could hurry back and affirm the original description. When I found out I was embarrassed but also secretly I suppose I grew proud of it. She didn't leave either until we'd had sex.
A week later the first girl broke it off with me when I didn't propose and then pursued another guy and was married three months later. As the days proceeded more of her girlfriends were asking me out and all wanted to get married as soon as possible. The sex was fine and every girl was different. Some were busty, some small and some outrageously demanding sexual entities. But I broke off with each one in turn because I was tired of girls going with me only because they thought they could convince me to marry them so that they could say they were married.
After college I moved away to accept a great job offering and another few months passed before I dated again. This time the girl wanted presents from me and so it didn't last long although she would call me or just come over for sex for a long time after.
I was approaching twenty four and all the girls I dated were like her and wanted the same things. Guys I knew called them all gold-diggers and warned me off. One girl wanted me to loan her money and another to pay for her trip around the world on a cruise ship. Still another just wanted to move in with me and for me to pay the bills for everything in exchange for regular sex.
If someone had told me I was discouraged they'd have been short of the mark by miles and I almost swore off all women.
And now I suppose this is where my story actually begins because my next date was almost two years later and with a married woman that had asked me to have coffee with her after work. She had a different employer than mine but we'd accidentally met and I liked her. At first I didn't know she was married because she never wore rings and hadn't volunteered the information.
After coffee she asked to see my place and said she'd leave her car and ride in mine. Fifteen minutes later I unlocked then opened the door for her and she was inside.
She kissed me almost immediately and after another five minutes she was undressing then undressing me. From the first view I was hooked by her body and she vigorously raved about the important parts of mine. We had incredible sex for two hours and it included everything I knew and a bit more of the subject. Her oral was far better than any I'd ever known and by then I'd had more than a few experiences with the subject.
Suddenly she glanced at my bedside clock and ran into the bathroom. I heard her cleaning up and when she came out she dressed quickly and told me she had to leave. I tried to find out why or if I'd done something wrong but she just smiled and made a date to meet me at my place the next afternoon.
I still can't believe all that I learned from her and can still remember epic sexual bouts that have been burned into my mind and I still treasure.
The most phenomenal thing I learned I suppose was that she never suggested marriage, never ask for money and was satisfied being with me and of course in sex. I was truly naive because it was over two months before I found out she was married and that was the reason she'd never stayed a night with me or suggested marriage.
When finally I'd learned of her husband and family I asked her why and she told me that she needed more than her husband had ever given her and she needed it regularly. I suppose it was a reason and we liked each other even beyond the sex but that's when she told me she'd never leave her husband or family. We finally broke up when her husband became suspicious and began watching her and calling her regularly.
I suppose I'd already decided by then that extramarital sex for some women was as essential as it is for some guys.
I was awkwardly chaste for about six months until I was approached by what guys called a BBW. I'd known her a few months, liked her, and she was always happy and smiling. I think that and her size made her attractive to me but her smile and attitude won me this time even though I knew she was married.
She asked me to lunch at a fast-food and we talked business. Then a few more weeks passed and we had lunch together even more often. Then on a hot sweaty afternoon I called her on the phone and she told me the air-conditioning at her job was out and she was sweltering in the heat. I commented how she could go home that evening and cool off in her own home's air-conditioning. That's when she confided they had no air-conditioning at home.
Maybe it was my Libido because I know that I was aroused every time we talked but now I laughed and told her she could come over to my place and cool down before going home. She laughed with me and asked if I was serious. I assured her that I was and I thought she was still teasing me but gave her my address.
We must have both left work early and taken routes to my place from our jobs but I was closest and got there at least five minutes before she did. I was still surprised when she pulled up smiling and said "Let's go inside."
She'd worn a dress and in the heat the top buttons had been opened to allow some air around her ample cleavage. I stared I guess when I first noticed it and again noticed after she'd taken a seat in front of a cooling vent inside before she asked what I was staring at. She already knew my answer but I was honest anyway.
She laughed and cupped her breasts as she asked if I really liked them. I answered "Of course."
She raised the front hem of her dress and began fanning it to let in some cool air and I laughed before I said that she could take it off if she wanted because air-conditioning at my job had worked fine.
She laughed and said "Are you trying to get me undressed?"
"Of course." I added with a smile and then "I can even help if you'd like." extending my little joke.
She completely surprised me because she said "Of course! I'd love your help may I get naked too?"
"Too?" I asked smiling "That association seems to say someone else will also be naked. Do you mean I can get naked too?"
