"Excuse me!"
One afternoon, a young man visited the house.
He didn't seem like a salesman, but his suit gave off the impression of a fresh-faced newcomer.
My name is Emily. I'm a 29-year-old ordinary housewife. I live a normal married life with my husband, who is 12 years older than me.
However, our sex life has been non-existent since we got married. Every day, I was consumed by housework and felt trapped at home... I felt like I was at a crossroads in my life. Until I met him...
"Um... Mr. Johnson told me to come and pick up some company documents from the study..."
The man in the suit said nervously.
"Oh, just a moment. I'll go check."
"Yes, thank you."
Exchanging these words, I quickly headed to my husband's study.
"Oh, here it is. Is this it?"
"Yes, I think so. Thank you."
He bowed as he received the documents and was about to leave, saying, "Thank you for your time."
"Would you like to have some coffee before you go?"
I stopped him.
I led him to the living room and prepared instant coffee for both of us.
"How's work? Is it tough?"
"Yes, there's so much to learn, it's challenging every day."
We continued with casual conversation while sipping our coffee.
After some time, I mentioned, "It's such a nice day today," and he suddenly said,
"Mrs. Johnson, you're very beautiful. And so young."
"Oh... that's not true."
"No, you are. I was surprised when I first met you."
"Thank you."
"What do you usually do at home..."
"You can call me Emily."
Despite his hesitation, he continued,
"Oh, Emily, do you do anything besides housework?"
"No, nothing. Every day is just boring. Even when my husband comes home, we hardly interact..."
"That's such a waste, Emily, you're so beautiful."
"Can you hold me?"
"What?"
"Can you have sex with me?"
There was a moment of silence, but he looked at me and said, "I can."
I didn't know why I said such a thing at that moment.
Maybe I found his submissiveness cute...
I led him to the bedroom and undressed him piece by piece. When I removed his pants, a large, lively erection appeared.
It was already leaking a bit. I licked it clean and took it deeply into my mouth, massaging his balls.
When I licked the sensitive area connecting the head and the shaft, he moaned, "Ahh," in a high-pitched voice.
"Emily, I can't hold it anymore. Can I put it in?"
"Come..."
He licked my neck, chest, and thighs before inserting his erection into me and moving his hips.
For the first time in a long while, I experienced the pleasure I had been missing.
But the blissful moment was short-lived. "I have to get back to the office..." he said, coming to his senses, hurriedly getting dressed, and returning to work.
After that, I never saw him again...
My husband found his phone in the bedroom, and our affair was exposed. He ended up quitting his job.
As for me now... I can't stop the excitement I felt that day, and I'm addicted to having affairs.
It's a relationship limited to the daytime when my husband is not around, but it has become a source of energy for me.
My friends have started saying, "You look even more beautiful lately," and it has boosted my confidence.
I'm always looking for someone to be my partner. Feel free to reach out.
