I am a 37-year-old married woman with a husband and two children. Last month, there was a farewell party for a colleague who was leaving the part-time job we both worked at, and since I had been helped by her in many ways, I decided to attend. After the party ended, others were discussing in front of the venue about whether to have a second party. I had drunk a bit too much, so I decided not to join the second party, said goodbye to her, and started walking towards the station.
After a while, the manager ran after me, and when I wondered what it was about, he said, "I want to talk," and pulled my hand. We entered a small nearby park, sat on a bench, and when I asked, "What's wrong?" he confessed with a serious face. He was someone I always had fun conversations with at work, including some slightly naughty talks, and he was someone I was a bit curious about...
I didn't expect such a conversation, so I was honestly surprised. When I said, "You're joking, right?" he replied, "I'm serious," and suddenly kissed me. It was the first time in a while that I felt my heart race... His hand touched my chest over my coat. I shook his hand off, but his hand slipped inside my coat.
Being drunk, I said, "Not here," and in the heat of the moment, we went to a hotel... As soon as we entered the room, he gave me a deep kiss. In no time, I was pushed onto the bed... On the bed, he was gentle, and I was caressed so much that I felt sensations I had never felt before. It might have been because I was not intimate with my husband, but when his fingers started to focus intensely and quickly on my most sensitive spot, I felt a wave crashing over me, and at that moment...
I was overwhelmed by a sensation as if something opened up or shone brightly. When I wondered what it was, he said, "I'm glad you squirted for me." I realized that the inside of my thighs was soaking wet. It was my first experience of squirting... And when he entered me, I honestly had expectations.
I had never experienced climaxing before, so I wondered if he would let me experience it. Soon, it became a reality. As he thrust repeatedly, I clung to him, drowning in the pleasure, and my mind went blank. The first time I experienced squirting and climaxing...
After it was over, as I lay with his arm under my head, I thought, "Sex feels this good..." and at the same time, I made excuses to myself, "I only made a mistake because I was drunk. I have no intention of ruining my family." But I thought, "This kind of relationship is definitely bad." So I told him, "Please forget about today," and hurriedly got dressed to leave the hotel,
when he asked, "Can we at least exchange email addresses?" I wanted to leave quickly, so I gave him my email address and left the hotel in a hurry. The next day, he spoke to me at work. "I must not remember. I have to forget..." I thought, pretending not to hear and acting calm so others wouldn't notice.
That night, I received an email from him. "I was serious, but was I a bother? If so, I won't talk to you anymore," it said. The more he pulled away, the more I became conscious of him. "The first person to let me experience climaxing... Emailing isn't cheating," I thought, and I emailed him. "I'm sorry for what happened the other day because I was drunk. I couldn't apologize properly, so I want to apologize," he replied. Female perspective erotic experience story, original for women with sexual desire.
"I must not meet him alone... But I want to experience that sensation again..." I had a conflict in my heart. And today, I ended up meeting him alone. The indescribable thrill when talking to him. When he held my hand, I felt my body heat up. Then he asked me to "go out with him," and naturally, we ended up at a hotel...
The last time, I could use the excuse of being drunk. I thought I would never cheat or have an affair. But in reality, it was different. Even today, I anticipated this would happen, so I wore my favorite underwear and didn't refuse when invited to the hotel. Just like last time, he pleased my body on the bed.
It felt as if my body was made for him... Earlier, when I took a bath, I noticed a small hickey on the side of my breast. Seeing it brought back all the memories of his finger movements, his tongue movements... I found myself wanting to have sex with him again... even though I have a husband and children...
