[M4F] If you feel so guilty you cheated with me, why are we meeting again?

It was just an innocent girls night out at the bar. You were supposed to hang out with your friends innocently, and then I approached you. Tall, handsome, fit, but, most importantly, completely into you.

I bought drinks for you and your friends the entire night, told you how beautiful you were, put my arm at the base of your back to whisper softly into your ear. And we danced. How long had it been since someone pulled you so close to them, pulled your hips into them to feel the rhythm of the music that was playing?

So we kissed at the bar. Your friends didn’t see. There was no need to tell your husband.

“Do you want to get out of here?” I asked you.

In the haze of alcohol, the flashes of us in a cab on the way back to my place, our lips and tongues locked together. It probably should’ve ended there.

It didn’t.

Back at my place, my wife not home, your skirt pulled up above your ass, getting fucked, bare back from behind, bent over the arm of my couch. It was never supposed to go this far. And then you finished me with your mouth.

We sat next to each other, utterly satisfied. I asked you if you wanted another drink and if you wanted to stay. But you cleaned yourself up and worked fast to get out of there.

“This was a mistake. This never should have happened. we’re both married.”

Three days go by, and I continue to envision our amazing night. Everything about it. I never expected what came next as I felt my phone vibrate.

“It’s me from the bar,” the text read. “Can we meet?”

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I’ll play Jamie, 6’2”, 40, continuing to stay fit to feel young, brown eyes, and brown hair with salt and pepper sprinkled in.

Kinks: Cheating, oral (giving and receiving), clothed sex, panties to the side, anal sex, risky sex, handjobs, rimming

Limits: Gore, bathroom, underage (obviously)