Hey everyone! Long-time lurker and first-time poster. I didn’t think I would ever be making a post like this, but I need to tell someone. But first, let me tell you a little bit about myself.
I have been married to my wife for 6 years, and we have one kid together. We initially met when I was in med school and have been together ever since. I work as a physician and she is an elementary school teacher. She is funny, smart, and the most interesting person I know. Our life is perfect, except for one thing. Our sex life has taken a hit over the years. Her libido has decreased, and we havent been making love nearly as often as we did when we were dating (we went crazy in college). When we did make love, it wasn’t as good as it used to be. I always respected her boundaries and didn’t do anything if she didn’t want to, and while I feel like she is satisfied with how things are going, I havent been meeting my needs.
This lack of attention to my needs had left me frustrated and pent up, and it may have resulted in me getting fulfilled… from other sources. I feel that as long as she is satisfied, there is no harm in meeting my needs. Don’t get me wrong, I love my wife to death. I will admit however something is thrilling about cheating on a wife. I have reached a point where I feel like I have to share this with someone or I will explode, as no one in my life knows about my escapades.
The first time this happened was with one of our neighbors, Alexis. She was a single mother who recently moved in across the street from us with her two kids. She had recently gotten divorced and decided to move back home to be closer to her family. She was in her 30s. She had fair skin, black and straight hair, blue eyes, and was medium height. She had big tits and a large ass. She was curvy and while some people would call her chubby, I thought she looked yummy. I would be lying if I hadn’t thought about doing things with her.
We interacted fairly often. The elementary school (my wife teaches at a different one) was about a 15-minute walk from our houses, so we decided to sync up and walk our kids together at the same time. Through our conversations, I learned we had similar tastes in music, and enjoyed a lot of the same TV shows. As we got more familiar with each other, we started talking about more personal topics, such as her failed marriage. Apparently, she explained that she had a falling out with her husband, and hasn’t been with another man since. This led to the topic of our sex life, and I confided in her my troubles. “With a body like that, I wouldn’t let you out of the bedroom” she joked (I am 6’2 and I still go to the gym). From then on she started to flirt with me more by making comments, touching me gently. I swear she would always try to walk in front of me so that I could stare at her ass ( and trust me I didn’t mind). There was a lot of sexual tension.
This continued for a few more months, and on one of the walks back, it started to snow heavily. She said if I wanted to come inside her house and wait out the snow. That's an absurd idea; I lived two houses down and if I really was worried about getting snowed in, I should just walk to my house. But I didn't. We took off our jackets and said she would go get something for us to warm up. Now at this point, I knew this could only end one way, and many times I considered getting up and walking out. I thought it would be rude to just leave, so I waited for her to come back. She takes a while, but when she does come back, she wasn’t wearing what she was wearing. She was in a lace black lingerie set, with stockings.
We didn't even say a word. Something in me just snapped. I got up and went for her. I pushed her up against the wall and started making out with her. It was sloppy and fast, our tongues danced with each other. I lifted one of her legs up with my arm and held it. Our bodies felt each other and it was surreal. We were so close, she felt the bulge in my pants and her eyes lit up. After a few minutes, she then leads me upstairs to her bedroom.
She sat me at the edge of the bed and gave me a mini lap dance. The way her curvy body moved in that lingerie really turned me on. “In this house, make sure to take care of dads” she teased as danced. I couldn’t keep my hands off as I touched and kissed her body, while she let out soft moans as I did so. She then got down on her knees and undone my belt. Her eyes light up as she sees cock. “I didn’t know you were hiding this from me,” she said as she started sucking my cock. I was in pure bliss at this point. I looked around the room and saw pictures of her and her family. Hearing the slurping noises and moans coming from that woman in the pictures was exhilarating.
After a sloppy blowjob, we both unclothed fully (except for her stockings), and I lay her on her back. I couldn’t wait anymore. I slowly put it, as we both looked into each other's eyes. She let out a moan as it went in. I started with slow strokes as she softly moaned. After a few moments, she said “Harder. I want you to really fuck me, daddy”. Now normally my wife enjoys a slower more romantic sex, and I am happy to oblige. But hearing her call me daddy revived something in me that has been dormant. I pick up the speed and start slamming into her and keep a rhythm going. She starts moaning loudly, which then turns into screams. The headboard kept banging into the walls and that only made the whole thing better. “I’m cumming”, she started yelling. She let out a loud scream, I slowed down and leaned over, and kissed her.
We then readjusted positions. We went to her dresser with a mirror and I bent her over so that her hands on the dresser supported her. I then put my cock in her from behind and picked u with the same pace. Her juicy ass was bouncing with every stroke. “You’ve been teasing with this every day,” I said as I slapped her ass gently. I had to be careful as to not cum yet, but seeing her face and tits bouncing with each stroke in the mirror really made that hard. Her moans and screams were really turning me on. She kept saying phrases like “My ex-husband could never fuck me like this,” and “Keep going, Daddy”. That sent me over the edge.
“I’m going to cum soon, Alexis,” I said. “Cum inside me”. Now I was horny, but even I knew that was a bad idea. I pulled out and spun her around. I sat down on the edge of the bed again and she squeezed my cock between her tits. My wife's breasts weren't big enough to do that, so this was a new experience. She moved her tits up and down as she sucked on the tip of my cock. I didn't last long and I came all over her face and tits. We sat there for a few moments panting and catching our breath. “How long have you wanted to do that?” she asked. “Since the day I saw you”. I had to go to work soon, so I couldn’t stay long. We put our clothes on and I trekked through the snow back to my house.
On our next walk back from school, she talked about how she had wanted to fuck me since she moved in. She wasn't quite ready for another man in her life but needed to have some fun with her life. Thus, began this affair with my divorced neighbor. We fucked every so often when we both had a chance. Our kids were similar ages, and quickly became friends, so that gave me an excuse to go to her house often. While our kids played downstairs, we would fuck upstairs. One day, we both had a weekday off and my wife was at work. I essentially spent the day at her house and we fucked so many times that day. Whenever we were alone, she would call me daddy and that turned me on so much.
I know it was a bit long but I really had to tell someone. I have some other stories I can share if others are interested. This was really only the start of it.
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EDIT: Minor typos in descriptions.