This is a true story of how, with a little determination, one can gently persuade a newly married women to stray.
This process has evolved over a year so the story is broken into stages.
Stage 1
I am a married man with two children. I have been with my wife for 20 years and until now, when Diane moved into the house two doors away, I never thought that I needed to look at anybody else.
My sex life wasn't bad, normal sex, without to many thrills once a week and a blow job in between to fill the void. I spent a lot of time on the Internet looking at pics, chat forums etc.
As I have said a newly married couple, Diane and Nat, moved into the house a year ago, Nat seemed a nice guy but seemed to be out with his mates a lot, Di was very petite and shy, she always acknowledged me but never really said much, especially if Nat was around.
It was a Friday night and I was messing around in a chat room, when I got involved in conversation with a girl looking for guys to complete her fantasy. I offered my services and although I had no intention of going through with it, I was having fun.
The penny never dropped until, the girl starting referring to her being a new wife, who's husband only wants her to stay at home and have children, while he goes out and enjoys himself. She then started to go into more detail on what she did, where she lived etc and then it was obvious, the girl that was trying to arrange a virtual gangbang was Di. I was shocked but continued the cyber sex, she really was going for it. There were 4 of us in the conversation and what she didn't want us to do just isn't worth discussing.
I really should not have thought about the idea, but I suddenly thought that this was to good an opportunity to miss, so I began to think of ways to get myself into Di's knickers, Blackmail seemed the easiest, so it was time to start collecting evidence.
Over the next couple of weeks Di and me had a number of virtual sex sessions, some were just too strong. I took the conversation from two way, to three way, though to water sports and sex toys, no matter what I put in front of her, she replied with venom. I finally convinced her that if I had a photo of her, then I would not have to imagine what she looked like so much. She attached a photo of her in a bikini, with the face blurred, but anybody that knew her would know who it was. I finally had the evidence, now all I had to do was get the opportunity to start.
I was working from home one Friday afternoon, my wife and children had gone off to her cousins and would not return until Sunday afternoon. I was on the front drive washing my car when I heard a car hoot outside Di's house. Nat came out with Di, he kissed her quickly and said he would see her Monday night, he put a bag in the boot along with his golf clubs, jumped in the front sit and left Di standing alone at the gate.
I said hello and asked where Nat was off to, she replied timidly, that he was going to France for a long weekend.
I asked her if she would like me to wash her car, as I had the jet wash handy and through a little prompting she said that it would be very kind of me.
I got to work on her car and I was just washing off the soap, when Di appeared around the corner, I pretended not to see her and sprayed the water all over her, in a matter of seconds she was soaked. I swiftly apologised, but I could not help but notice that her nipples were beginning to poke through her tee shirt. Although her breast were not large, she had nipples that begged to be sucked and I become aroused just thinking about it. But Di, who must have been aware of my gaze, quickly said that she had made coffee inside and would join me once she had dried herself off.
I quickly finished washing off the car and went into the kitchen. Diane was nowhere to be seen, but I could hear her upstairs, I imagined her undressing and began to think of ways to begin what promised to be a fruitful plan.
I had just noticed the computer in the corner of the kitchen diner, when Diane returned. She had dried her hair, tied it up and put on a loose fitting, summer dress, boy she looked horny. I asked her how the marriage was going and that I did notice that Nat spent a lot of time out. She said that she didn't mind, as she liked time alone. I asked her whether she spent a lot of time at the computer, she looked away from me and said no.
I told her that it was one of my favourite past times and that through chat groups I had come across some great people, with whom I have had some very interesting conversations. I asked if she had ever looked at chat rooms and at that point she turned around and asked me if I would like more coffee, I asked her the same question again, this time she said no, she never had. I walked up behind her, put my hands on her waist, she turned around and tried to pull away. I laughed and told her that her secret was safe with me as long as she was willing to act out some of her conversations with me. She told me that she didn't know what I was talking about, at this point it was time to explain.
Diane sat down and with her head in her hands, began to cry. "What do you want from me?" she asked, Does Nat know about your fantasies, I bet he doesn't, what would he say. "You can't tell him, he would be disgusted, he thinks sex is for making children and not for fun, he won't even lick me or let me suck him." This is why I go on the chat pages, so that I can at least live out my feelings virtually."