My name is Emily, and I live in California.
Thinking that someone might be reading this makes me feel very bold.
Last night, I lied to my husband about this weekend's overnight trip.
"Honey, can I go on a trip this Saturday and Sunday?"
"Where are you going?"
"To the coast."
"Isn't it too early for crabs?"
"A college friend suddenly can't make it, and they're in trouble."
"What about the kids?"
"My mom will watch them."
"I'm playing golf this weekend, so go ahead."
"Okay."
That's how I lied.
Even though I'm a mother, I left my kids with my mom and went on an affair trip.
I'm sorry, honey.
I had mixed feelings.
So, on the 9th and 10th, I went on an affair trip (so embarrassing!).
On Saturday, I met him at the Los Angeles train station, and we boarded the train.
I was surprised that he booked a first-class seat to avoid prying eyes.
Our destination was San Francisco.
On the train, we talked about various things, but I couldn't shake the guilty feeling.
As I was thinking about home, he asked,
"What's wrong?"
"I was just thinking about why I'm doing this."
"About your husband?"
"Yes, and the kids too."
"I want you to forget about them for today and tomorrow. It's been a dream to go on a trip with you, Emily, and now it's finally coming true. I'm so happy."
"Can I kiss you?"
"Here?"
"No one is watching."
"But..."
"Smooch."
"Oh, you startled me!"
"I was nervous... let's save the rest for tonight."
That light kiss made me feel liberated, and I decided to enjoy myself as if I were young again.
When we arrived in San Francisco, he went straight to work.
I took a break, showered, and fell asleep!
He came back around five.
"What were you doing?"
"I was sleeping until a little while ago."
"Haha, shall we go out?"
"Where to?"
"Since we're in San Francisco, we should explore a bit."
"Shall we?"
"...Yes."
We went to bed and hugged each other.
"Emily, were you masturbating?"
"No, I was just lying down. Why?"
"You're very wet."
"Maybe I'm more sensitive now?"
"Then, how about this?"
He started sucking my nipples hard.
Just that made me moan, and he began touching me down there.
I felt so good that I think I moaned loudly.
Then I took him in my mouth while he stood by the bedside, and I was on my knees.
Imagining that scene was quite embarrassing, but he was so happy that I continued.
"Emily, touch your clitoris with your hand."
Following his instructions, I touched my clitoris with my right hand and occasionally inserted my fingers.
"Emily, do you realize how naughty you're being?"
"Don't say that."
"Look at yourself in the mirror over there."
There was a full-length mirror to my left, and when I looked, I saw both of us clearly.
Seeing that surprised me, but as I continued to take him in my mouth while glancing at the mirror, my body heated up, and I wanted him inside me.
"I want you inside me..."
"What?"
"I want you inside me."
"Like this?"
"Yes."
"Then stand in front of the mirror."
"No! On the bed."
"No, stand in front of the mirror, put your hands on the wall, and face away."
"No way!"
"You just said you wanted it."
"Yes."
"Then do it."
I did as he said, putting my hands on the wall and sticking my butt out.
"Spread your legs a bit more."
Soon, he entered me.
As soon as he did, I looked straight ahead and saw myself in the mirror.
Last time, I felt aroused seeing my reflection on the hotel ceiling.
This time, it was my face in the mirror.
It was so embarrassing, but he started fondling my breasts from behind, and I was too scared to look straight ahead, so I turned to look at him.
Eventually, he grabbed my arms and pulled them behind me, and I lost myself, climaxing right there.
He hadn't finished yet, so he turned me around, lifted one of my legs onto the desk, and entered me while facing me.
With over 20 cm height difference, it was a bit awkward for him.
I couldn't believe we were having sex standing up, but it was my first time, and I was moved.
Standing up, every movement made his chest touch my body, and I clung to him, feeling an indescribable happiness.
I stood on tiptoe, wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed him, climaxing multiple times.
When his chest touched my nipples, I felt a mix of embarrassment and joy, and it felt amazing.
He then sat me on the desk and entered me from the front.
Again, I clung to him and climaxed multiple times.
He finally ejaculated on my stomach, and I was shocked to see the moment his semen spurted from his tip!
I knew about ejaculation, but it was my first time seeing it up close.
After that, we showered together and went out for dinner.
After dinner, we had some intense (for me) fun in bed.
