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I cheated, and caught my husband in a lie.
When I was 23 yrs old, I married a man that was 33 years old. He was divorced, and had two children, a 14 yr old boy, and a 16 yr old daughter.
He only had visitation rights ever other week ended and alternating holidays.
I wanted children of my own. I wanted a family of my own. I had actually went of birth control a week before our wedding. We were having sex every chance we could. I didn't work, my husband didn't want me too. My husband worked swing shift, so his shifts changed weekly. But after a year of trying, I still wasn't pregnant. So I went to a doctor to get checked out. The doctor told me that my egg count/ production was on the low side. But their was no reason why I wasn't getting pregnant. So he want me to have my husband come in so they could do a sperm count on him. When I got home I explained this to my husband and he down right refused to do it. Saying there was nothing wrong with him, he already fathered two children. He said we'd just keep trying. Well after another 6 more months of trying, with no results. I took it upon myself to go to a fertility clinic and started getting fertility shots. After 3 months of shots, sex daily, I still wasn't pregnant. I was so depressed. i was beginning to think the doctors were wrong, and their was something wrong with me. I couldn't even go home and dicuss with my husband. Because he was working another double shift again. He'd been working a lot of double shifts lately. Not wanting to go home. I ended up stopping at a little local tavern. It was only a few blocks from our house. Id been in there a few times with my husband. Figured I'd have a couple drinks then go home. The place was really empty. The only person I kinda even knew was the bartender. He was a nice looking young man, in his early 20's. He was a student at the university, he bartended most afternoons, for extra money for school. I sat at the bar, and ordered myself a strawberry margarita. The bartender and I started chatting. I pretty much told him my whole live story. Why I was depressed. How long I'd been trying to get pregnant. Well one drink turned into two drinks, that turned into four, then six. I ended up staying till closing time. I was the last one in there. When I got up to try to leave. I realized, I was way too drunk to drive home. But it was a nice night, and I was only six blocks from home. So I thought I'd just walk home. But, being that late an night, the bartender wouldn't let me. He volunteered to drive me home in my car, and then he said he'd walk back to his car.
On the ride home, he put his hand on my thigh and started rubbing it. I knew I was feeling the effects of the alcohol. But with him rubbing my leg, my pussy was starting to tingle. Once in our driveway,I turned towards him and gave him a hung and thanked him for driving me home. He kissed me on my cheek. Then he got out came around to my side of the car, and opened my car door for me. When I stood up, I stumbled a little. He caught me, and pulled me close to him. Then he kissed me. I kissed him right back with tongue.
That's really all it took. We started making out leaning against my car. He unbuttoned my blouse, pulled my bra up off my boobs, and started tweaking my nipples. While he was kissing my neck. That's always been my melting point. When a guy kisses my neck, and bites my ear lobes. I reached down and felt the bulge in his pants. He definitely had a nice erection happening. I was so horny by this point. I looked at him and said, "I want this." So right there pulled his cock out. He was a shorter then my husband, but a lot fatter. I got down on my knees, and started to take his cock in my mouth, to give him a BJ. I almost couldn't open my mouth wide enough. But I did like the fact that, being shorter, I could take him completely in my mouth without gagging. he stopped me after about ten minutes. He grabbed my arms and helped me back to my feet. Then he spun me around. Bent me over the trunk of my car. Hiked up skirt, pulled my panties down to my knees. For as wet as I was, his cock should have slid right in with no effort. But because he was so thick, it felt like he was shoving the fat end of a ball bat in me. It was hurting, but in a good way. I believe I had my first orgasim before he as completely in me. He probably only fucked me for about 5 minutes, before unloading his cum inside me. He pulled his cock out put in back in his pants. Thanked me and started walking back to the tavern to get his car. I just stood there dumbfounded. Like what the hell just happened?
I tried to take a step and fell flat on me face in the grass. Tripping over my panties that were now down around my ankles. I managed to get them off. Stumbled into the house, with his cum drippingfrom my pussy. I somehow managed to clean up the trail i was leaving on the kitchen floor. Then cleaned myself up, removed my blouse and skirt and went to bed.
The next morning, I awoke with the worst hangover I'd ever had. My husband asked me what I had done the night before. I honestly couldn't remember at that time.
As the day went on I started to feel better. That's when my actions from the night before started coming back to me. I felt so terrible for cheating on my husband. It was 3pm. My husband was getting ready to leave for work. I went into the bedroom to confess what I had done. But he was running late, and said we'd talk when he got home.
After he left I call my girlfriend and told her everything I could remember about what I had done. She convinced me not to tell my husband. It could ruin my marriage. So I tried to put the entire ordeal behind me.
Well my time of the month did not happen that month. Nor did it happen the following month. I went and bought a home pregnancy test. I took the text as soon as I got home. Finally I was pregnant. I was so excited. I couldn't wait for my husband to get home so I could tell him the good news.
As soon as my husband walked through the door I hugged and kissed him then showed him the pregnancy stick.
His face got red, I'd never seen this type of anger in him before. He push me away and slapped my face. He called me a cheating slut where. Then told me get out of his house. I was in shock, I asked him why he was acting this way. That's when he told, that he had a vasectomy after his son was born because he didn't want any more children. He never told me because he was enjoying all the sex. Plus he figured after awhile I'd give up on the idea of having children.
I ended up going and staying with my girlfriend. Got a job so I'd have health insurance. My husband and I divorced. Because of the fertility shots, I ended up having twins. That my ex husband was agreed to pay child support on.
Now I live on my own with my twins. I definitely want at least one my child, if not two more. But because of what I've been through, I'll never get married again. At this point in my life, I've totally lost my trust and respect for men. Besides when I decided it's time for another child. I just have to go out and start fucking guys again. Apparently it's definitely easy enough to do. There a horny cock hiding in every man's pants.
My situation was a little different. I was 16, and I had a major crush on the man who lived in the house next door. He was divorced in his late 20s. A lot of us kids in the neighborhood would hang out at his place after school and during the summer. He let us smoke pot, and he'd give us beer. My parents went away for their anniversary one weekend. I was supposed to stay at home, and not go anywhere. Well I went over to his house shortly after my parents left.
We got high, and drank beer. I was feeling pretty drunk. That's when he kissed me. We started making out, clothes started coming off. I gave him a bj, that I knew how to do, because I'd done it to a couple on boy around the neighborhood. Then he went down on me, oh my that's felt wonderful. Then he tried to insert his penis in me. I told him I was a virgin, and not on birth control. He said it was okay, because he had, had a vasectomy.
He lied, I ended up pregnant. My parents pressed charges, he went to to prison. And I never saw him again. So here I was 16 and pregnant, gave birth to a little girl at 17. I hated men for a long time. But now I'm in my late 20's, married to a wonderful man, with three more children.
Well sweetie, some men are just assholes like that sorry you had to find out that way. He should have been upfront and open with you, when you two first started dating.
What he did was wrong not telling you . But at the end of the day two more kids no Dad so sad .
My wife sleeps with other men. But I don't consider it cheating. Because she told me before we were married. That she loved me dearly, and definitely wanted to marry me. But my manhood just was big enough to satisfy her. So I would just have to accept the fact that she was going to sleep with other men, who could satisfy her.
We've been happily married now for 16 years. I know that my wife is still having sex with other men. How many over the years, I have do idea. Sometimes she tells me who, and when. But she has never brought another man into our home, or our bed. I have never watched her with another man, I have fantasized about watching her, but I don't know if I could handle it.
My hubby knows i go with other men, he says it keeps our marriage, and marriage bed exciting
He was seriously wrong for not telling you that he didn't want children and that he had a vasectomy. Then taking it out on you was really low class, it certainly is one thing to have honest discussion before marriage, but to lie, wrong
Cheating whorea often end up alone with a bunch of kids. Keep getting pregnant and 5 baby daddies. Once ya have 2, only black men want ya! The others are mixed and no man will touch you. You're well on your way there! Good luck!