I [30F] cheated on my husband [35M] on vacation and I can’t stop thinking about it

My husband - let’s call him Isaac - and I have been married for about 9 years. He is the only guy I’ve been with but for the past few years our sex life has taken a nose dive to the point where now he only initiates sex a few times a year. At first, I took it personally and thought he didn’t find me attractive and I started working out like crazy. That led to me taking care of myself in general and I’ve loved what I’ve made my body into over the past few years. For context, I’m about 5’6, white with dark hair with an athletic/muscular build and larger ass. Isaacs is about 6 ft, dad bod. Still he wouldn’t touch me.

Anyways, last year we decided to go on vacation to Jamaica. We book an Airbnb in Kingston and go for about 5 days. When we travel, we always ask our taxi drivers for recs. This time we asked him for a cool bar/dance a lot and he gave us the name of a small place that was actually walking distance from our hotel. I love dancing even though my husband has 0 rhythm.

On our third day, we had been out and been drinking for most of the day. We had dinner and went back to our place and decided to check out the bar the driver recommended. I put on a thinner thigh length dress and we took a shot before heading out. It was a short walk and we could tell instantly how cool this spot was. It was over flowing with people - mostly locals - and there was dancing inside. So we went in and got some drinks and made our way to the dance floor.

I was feeling good and had a good buzz going and started grinding on my husband. I could feel other guys around us watching me, but the mix of my buzz, the music, and feeling Isaacs start to get into it and getting hard made me love it. I was having an absolute blast and within a few minutes Isaac was fully pressing into me and smacking my ass as I danced on him. About 15 minutes later he tapped me on the shoulder and said he wasn’t feeling well and he had to go sit down. Before I could say anything he was gone. As a side note, my husband tends to drink to hard too soon and will usually turn in early after day drinking. He has ruined so many nights doing this but won’t stop.

I was immediately annoyed and decided I wouldn’t let him ruin my time, so I kept dancing. Through the next song there was this guy I kept making eye contact with. He was a local guy, chubby, but way taller than my husband - let’s call him Jay. He made his way through the crowd to me with a big friendly smile and held his hands out as he danced. His smile alone made me laugh so I put my hands out and grabbed his. He started swaying my hands back and forth and was dancing with me like I was a little girl or something. It was absurd but so funny, I couldn’t stop laughing. He could see I was laughing and said something but I couldn’t hear, so he pulled me in and said with a thick accent - you’re too beautiful to dance alone. I laughed and said I wasn’t and that my husband was here. He replied that he didn’t see him. Before I could answer he raised my arm and twirled me around and grabbed my hips as I faced away from him. The floor was tight and I could t really shake him off, but he quickly pulled me in closer and said into my ear that he could cover for my husband while he was gone.

In hindsight this is the moment I should have stopped it. Instead of waving him off, I leaned back into his chest and said “ok.” I felt his hands wrap around my waist, and I felt his huge belly rest against my back. As the next song started he slowly started guiding me - pushing me forward, moving me to the rhythm. It felt so good and I realized I started to try and anticipate what he wanted, almost to make him happy. I started really working my ass on him, grinding hard. I could start to feel him get hard after one song. It was the most thrilling feeling knowing this man wanted to fuck me. It was way too far though so as soon as I did I stood up and told him I should check on my husband. Smiling he said, you’re right - I’ll find you. Before I could tell him no - or thanks for the good time- he turned around and walked through the crowd.

I went the other way and found Isaac at a table in the corner. He was hammered and drinking a water. I asked him how he was doing and he lied saying he was ok - he clearly knew that going home now would ruin the night. Just then Jay showed up at the table with three shots. He smiled and talked to my husband like a friend would. Asked how he was doing told him he looked great and that he got three shots for us. My heart was pounding that my husband would say something but instead he took the shot. I passed on mine and Jay took both. Jay leaned into my husband and asked if he minded if we went and danced. I was stunned and knew I should say no and stay with Isaac, but it felt so good to dance and honestly so hot to be wanted so I stayed silent. My husband said of course and he’d be right here. Jay clapped him on the back then took my hand and weaved into the dance floor.

He spun me around and we picked up right where we left off. He was more forward this time around. He started running his hands up my legs and under my dress before dropping them and running them down my stomach. He started tracing the line of my thong below my belly button, and I could feel myself getting wet. Before long he was hard again, but this time he spread my ass cheeks and slid his cock between the and kept grinding. He was so big, so much bigger than my husband, it was unbelievable. After an hour or so we went back to my husband and Jay brought shots, I did one this time and so did Isaac. And I told Isaac’s how much fun I was having. We went back out to dance and would come back and do the same thing three or four more times. He time we danced Jay would get bolder knowing I wouldn’t stop him.

Around 2 am I was exhausted and Isaac was essentially blacked out. We went back to the table and decided it was time to go. Isaac’s was so drunk though he couldn’t walk back on his own. I asked Jay if he could help me get him back. To which Jay said of course. He helped Isaac all the way back while my mind was racing how to get Jay to leave once Isaac’s was in bed.

We were almost home when we had to walk around the pool that our place had access to to get to the front door. As we got close Isaac’s drunkenly pushed off of Jay and jumped in. Jay went in after him and I had to go into the shallow end to help issac back out. The three of us got to the front door of our place soaking wet. I was apologizing profusely to Jay for Isaac and he was laughing it off saying he just needed to dry his clothes off and he’d be fine.

We got in and Jay pretty much carried Isaac to bed. I said something about not wanting his wet clothes in our bed, and without skipping a beat, Jay stripped him down naked. I was stunned, but before I could say anything, Jay stripped down naked to and was standing infront of me with his clothes held out. He asked if I could throw his clothes in the dryer with Isaac’s. I was frozen and couldn’t believe my eyes. Here was my husband naked and this massive black guy naked in the same room. Isaac looked tiny by comparison, and then there was Jays cock. I’ve seen porn but this was the largest I had ever seen in real life. It hung slightly limp but was so heavy and thick looking. I was definitely staring at it when Jay took a step forward and said arms up. I was so drunk I just listened to him and put my arms up. In one motion he lifted my wet dress over my head until I was standing there in my bra and thong. He told me to throw mine in as well. I was frozen, I was so turned on and didn’t know was to do.

Touch it. He said. He grabbed my wrist and put my hand on it. He was so gently dominant, he made me want to listen to him. He told me I could stroke it, which i did. Soon was licking it, then sucking it. He slowly got more and more demanding. We moved to the front room where he put me on the couch and ate me out till I came, then he started fucking me. It was the largest thing I’d ever felt and took a long time for him to get fully in. When he was he started going slow and it felt so good. I came more with him then I maybe Eve came with Isaac. He fucked me for hours and when he would cum he’s keep me wet till he was hard again. It was so much and felt so good for so long I swear it changed my brain chemistry. I snuck into bed next to Isaac around 430am and Jay fell asleep on the couch.

A few hours later, I woke up to the front door closing. Isaac had left - I found out later to go on a run to work the hangover out. I went to the front room where Jay was sleeping with a blanket over his lower half. I was still drunk and went over and kneeled next to him. I started stroking his soft massive cock and whispered in his ear - I need you to fuck me. He woke up slightly confused but as horny as me. We fucked one more time that morning and it was incredible. Jay left after and I jumped in the shower and was in there when Isaac’s got back.

I was distracted the last two days of the trip and have masturbated to that night endless since we got back. Isaac’s still doesn’t touch me and him and I didn’t fuck until 6 months after that trip. The whole time I was thinking of Jay.