Forgiven Infidelity Confessions
Sorry, I have not been inspired to write any stories lately. It was easier when my departed love helped. I have been remembering some past times and intimate memories, maybe a few regrets.
I thought I will share a real moment in our lives. I have mentioned before that all our stories were real and true intimate adventures and only descriptions were embellished or given a little flourish to make the writing more exiting. The first part of this story will be 100 percent facts and the second part will be a "Fantasy Memory."
Twelve years and a pair of twins into our marriage I was in our bedroom helping my wife fold laundry. She was quiet, more than usual. I looked into her face and noticed a tear roll down her cheek. I immediately put my arms around her and asked what is wrong. She buried her face into my shoulder and sobbed she said, "I have lied and kept a secret from you for most of our marriage, I managed to ignore my guilt all these years, but I need to tell you even if you hate me."
"I had a one-week affair about twenty-one months into our marriage when the twins were about nine months old."
I was stunned by her confession it caught me off guard. I did not know what emotion to feel it was so long ago. I told her I love her, but I need to think about what she said and get my thoughts in order. I went out to the garage to think.
I was not upset. I looked for a way to be upset and did not feel that way. Back then I may have felt different. We have been through so many ups and downs, and good times the past twelve years. We have shared a few post marriage consensual intimacy get-togethers with a couple people. I trust her and that did not change. I told her this, and she did not need to hurt inside about this. I think she was expecting some angry reaction from me she was like "that's it?"
I did tell her I have a request that I must insist on, and that she may not be comfortable with my request. Later that night lying in bed together in the dark I had her recount all the details of what she did. I wanted his name, how they met what made her feel the need to fuck him. She ran into him in her family neighborhood while visiting her parents. His name is Ron, he was a high school crush she had. He was an itch she never got to scratch. She even confided to me that he was the first guy she ever masturbated to in her fantasies.
She explained that she did not feel a lack of my attention or intimacy. This was something she wanted and needed to experience. A fantasy get away from being a new mother and wife. She told me she felt a little guilty the first time they fucked. She made sure to make love to me that same night. They went out for drinks and talked about the high school days. I asked her to describe his body and what they did in bed. She mentioned he was a good kisser. They made out for a while on his couch and moved to the bedroom.
His dick was a little longer than mine, but I have more girth. He was in good shape, and he kept his pubic hair well-trimmed. She sucked his dick, and he ate out her pussy. She orgasmed from his licking on her pussy. He put on a condom and fucked her until he came and she orgasmed a second time. They took a quick nap, and he was hard again and pushed up against her back.
