I am a 39-year-old housewife.
I have a husband and one child, a very typical family.
My secret is my infidelity with men other than my husband.
The reason I started repeating such actions is because of my husband...
He was kind, but after our child was born, he gradually became cold.
He behaves like a cohabitant who is only raising a child, occasionally showing a look of contempt.
And the acts that made me feel like a mere outlet for his sexual desire made me sad.
The trigger that led me to infidelity...
I thought men wouldn't be interested in a married woman anymore.
But to think that so many people would make passionate advances towards me, almost 40 years old...
At my part-time job, at drinking parties with friends, on dating sites... the places to meet are everywhere...
Wearing a revealing mini skirt and underwear that men like, the lewd glances directed at me were enough to make my heart flutter.
And I got hooked on affairs with many men.
Men are all the same...
If they lightly touch you once in various meeting places and you don't resist while looking them in the eye, they suddenly become aggressive.
At drinking parties, some even try to play with my secret parts by putting their hands under my skirt...
I wonder what is so attractive about this, but at that moment, I am already wet with anticipation...
And the most exciting moment is when I reveal my secret place...
I always like to move the wet part of my thong to the side and show my secret part.
The feeling of a man seeing the private part of a real housewife, not a professional, is probably the most exciting element. When I open it, the body fluids wet his fingers, and an excited cheating wife desires another man more than her husband.
My heart is overwhelmed with a sense of immorality and masochism.
How many penises have I seen?
Men, with their endless desires, attack me with their penises on my indecent, shameless body.
Into my mouth, into my secret part, spreading my legs wide, exposing myself while sucking, and finally accepting a penis other than my husband's.
And when I see the satisfied face of the man at the moment of ejaculation, my pleasure reaches its peak.
That obscene thing crawls around my body, giving me a joy as a woman that I could never experience with my husband's childish sex.
This time, I am meeting someone in a private karaoke room...
Even in such a place, I, who allow my body to be unfaithful, am feeling happy now.
