I'm having an affair
It all started this past June when my husband and I rented a beach house in NC with his long time friend G***.
G***' and his girlfriend broke up a few weeks prior. Since he'd already scheduled the time off, we talked him into going with us anyway. On the first night, we walked to a nearby beach bar and had a few drinks. My husband goes to bed early so we went back to the beach house. The guys had a couple more glasses of bourbon and my husband was ready for bed. This was around 10pm. lol
G** and I were out back and he asked if I cared if he smoked a joint. I was in college the last time I'd smoked weed so I told him only if he shared. After a few hits, I was buzzed but not out of it. Things got flirty and the conversation got into sex. He asked how many guys I'd been with prior to my husband. I fibbed and said 3. It's actually 6. He confessed to being with 12 women. I asked him what's his type. He placed his hand on my thigh and said 'you're my type.' Whew. I could feel and electric wave go through my body. He lit a second joint and with his hand sliding up my leg asked, 'of all the guys in your past, who's bigger'. I knew this was a trick question so I told him my husband 'by far' and he's the best. Things got heated and he asked how big my husband was. I also knew this was a trick question but to be playful I went along. I'd measured him before while being silly and he's average size and 6 inches. I told G** 'he's perfect and 6.5 inches'. He placed my hand on his crotch and asked if I wanted to see what 8 inches looks like.
Being playful but also serious, I told him to behave. I left to pee and check on my husband. He was out cold and snoring loudly as usual after a few drinks of bourbon.
I came back and G** had his penis out. I was in shock at first and told him to put it away. He asked me to take a closer look. I could tell it was longer but had a much larger mushroom head. It looked like a golf ball on top. I complimented him and told him to put it away. He asked me to put my arm up against it so I could compare size. I don't know why, yes I do. I got on my knees and did. He handed me the joint, I took another hit, exhaled and licked him from the bottom to the top. He was in shock! We laughed like teenagers and I gave him oral. I could tell he was close so I stopped. I told him 'that's enough fun for the night put it up.' He asked if he could stick it in once. We playfully flirted and one thing led to another and I took off my panties, hiked up my dress and straddled him. We had sex for a few minutes. I was building up but he popped first and it was a lot!
I made the quick dash to the bathroom and put my dress in the washing machine.
I insisted he use a condom the next time. His eyes lit up and smiled when I said 'next time.'
He went shopping alone and bought a box.
That became an evening routine after my husband went to bed.
It's been a few months and we're still meeting for sex a few times a week at his condo.