My Past
Riding the crowded elevator up to my office floor one morning, I felt a hand brush against my butt. After it happened the third time, I pushed my butt back a little. Then the hand rubbed and squeezed my butt until I reached my floor.
I was so excited throughout the day that when I got home, I was so wet.
The next day, my hemline was higher and I wore no panties. Sadly, nothing happened on the elevator.
I continued to wear shorter skirts and dresses without panties.
A few days later, I felt the hand rub my butt again. When I felt his hand go up the back of my skirt, I spread my legs a little, and he teased my moistening groove until I reached my floor. I made sure I got a good look at him this time before leaving the elevator. He was not my typical pretty boy type, but handsome in a rugged sort of way, so I thought, "Why not? I'll see where this leads."
This went on every morning for almost two weeks until I had my period. I wore slacks until the flow stopped, then went back to my short skirts and dresses. The groping continued.
He finally made a move a few days after the groping returned. He approached me before I made it to the elevators. We had a very quick chat. He said that he stopped for a bit after he noticed my wedding band.
We agreed to meet in a certain stairwell on my lunch break. It was quick, frenzied, and fun. I cleaned myself as best as I could with some tissues. After work, I picked up some Chinese food and some wine on the way home and ate with my husband. Then a little later, my husband told me that was the best sex we have had in a while.
For several years, I had fun with my lover and his friends. The most at one time was him with six of his friends; all three of my holes and both hands filled at the same time with two waiting for their turns. Ha! My husband has never had my backdoor.
Like all good things, it eventually came to an end. I'm now a mother to beautiful grown children. My husband believes I have never cheated on him and have always been a dutiful wife.
Sluts justify themselves.
Of course you'll never tell. Women are not honest about cheating. That's why you see these so called sex researchers put out a pole and say 60% of men cheat, but only 22% of women do. Hogwash. Known too many women that have cheated and absolutely and emphatically deny it. Then they be with their hens and the truth comes out. I'd say that more women cheat on their husband's then men do.
My wife has a core group of about 14 women that all hang together and all of then including my wife has cheated. And they all deny it and hypocritical denounce women that have been caught.