How did I get in to this situation and what do I do now?

[1badwife]

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[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] First about me, I’m forty two years old, married seventeen years, to a man whom treats me wonderfully and I’m 99% sure has been faithful. So why did I do what I did?[/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I’m what you would call a busty woman (42 DD), and have always lived with remarks about them. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I’ve been working at this medical office for many years now and about a year ago they hired a man “Mike”, to help me in the lab. He’s thirty one years old and not bad looking, actually damn good looking. For the last six months or so the two of us have been closing up together and we have got to know each other pretty well. He’s single, broke up with a long time girlfriend and never dated serious since then. After a while we started talking personally and joking around, then he started telling me how sexy he thought my hinny was, WOW someone complimenting something other then my boobs. He started playing this game where he would try and guess what color underwear I was wearing then I would pull down the side of my pants to show a little of my panties to prove him right or wrong. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I was getting turned on by his comments and this little game we were playing. Eventually I started getting bolder, showing more. Then one day I got bold enough to pulled my pants all the way down and stand there in my panties and asked him to show me he’s underwear. Well he told me he wasn’t wearing any. I said “yea right prove it” and he did. He dropped his pants to the floor and stood there with his manhood sticking out hard … and longer then I was use to seeing. He then said you’ve seen mine now show me what you got, please I need you to show me that fine hinny of yours. After some pleading I took off my panties and turned around to show him my ass. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] He came up behind me and placed his hands on my hips, part of me wanted to pull away but I couldn’t, I was frozen, my heart pounding. Then he pulled me into himself and I felt him rubbing his dick up and down the crack of my ass cheeks, then he began kissing my neck and caressing the back of my thighs then he whispered, asking me to bend over, I told him I couldn’t that, I didn’t want to cheat on my husband but he must of sensed that I was trying to convince myself more then I was trying to convince him. He told me how hot he was for me and how he just wanted to please me and for us to share ourselves with each other. I actually felt the angel on one shoulder telling me not to, and the devil on the other asking me how could I not…the devil won. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] When I bent over and he filled me … everything felt unreal, like I was in shock, like this wasn’t really happening. Then I felt ashamed but as he continued to pound me the feeling of shame was replaced by excitement and pleasure as I began to meet his thrusts with mine. After a few minutes he pulled out of me, took me by the hand and led me over to the couch in the break room. He sat on the couch with his hardness sticking strait up. As I stood in front of him I removed my top, (I had a low cut, lace bra on) he literally gasped. That was the best complement he could have gave me, then when I took off my bra he just said “WOW and told me he was just in awe of my beauty. The way he looked at me, I felt he meant every word and that was just what I needed to hear and how I needed to feel. (Excuse the boldness of my words) but with that I straddled him and ****ED him for all I was worth. I buried my chest in his face and he forcefully grabbed me by my ass as I rode him, his mouth all over my breasts. I just came and came as he exploded inside me. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I can’t begin to tell you how guilty I felt and still feel. I love my husband and he does satisfy me but the rush I get doing it with Mike is like a drug. Most of it is the sex however a good part of it is the fact that it’s taboo, being bad, wondering if we’ll get caught, if anyone suspects. I want to stop but I just can’t seem to.[/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I guess I’m writing this as a confession to people I don’t know and a cry for help. Please send advice. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] Torn[/FONT][/sIZE]

[pretty professional]

Umm...TMI. I did it with my coworker and feel guilty about it would suffice, thanks.

[SincereOnlineGuy]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] ?[/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] First about me, I’m forty two years old, married seventeen years, to a man whom treats me wonderfully and I’m 99% sure has been faithful. So why did I do what I did?[/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I’m what you would call a busty woman (42 DD), and have always lived with remarks about them. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I’ve been working at this medical office for many years now and about a year ago they hired a man “Mike”, to help me in the lab. He’s thirty one years old and not bad looking, actually damn good looking. For the last six months or so the two of us have been closing up together and we have got to know each other pretty well. He’s single, broke up with a long time girlfriend and never dated serious since then. After a while we started talking personally and joking around, then he started telling me how sexy he thought my hinny was, WOW someone complimenting something other then my boobs. He started playing this game where he would try and guess what color underwear I was wearing then I would pull down the side of my pants to show a little of my panties to prove him right or wrong. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I was getting turned on by his comments and this little game we were playing. Eventually I started getting bolder, showing more. Then one day I got bold enough to pulled my pants all the way down and stand there in my panties and asked him to show me he’s underwear. Well he told me he wasn’t wearing any. I said “yea right prove it” and he did. He dropped his pants to the floor and stood there with his manhood sticking out hard … and longer then I was use to seeing. He then said you’ve seen mine now show me what you got, please I need you to show me that fine hinny of yours. After some pleading I took off my panties and turned around to show him my ass. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] He came up behind me and placed his hands on my hips, part of me wanted to pull away but I couldn’t, I was frozen, my heart pounding. Then he pulled me into himself and I felt him rubbing his dick up and down the crack of my ass cheeks, then he began kissing my neck and caressing the back of my thighs then he whispered, asking me to bend over, I told him I couldn’t that, I didn’t want to cheat on my husband but he must of sensed that I was trying to convince myself more then I was trying to convince him. He told me how hot he was for me and how he just wanted to please me and for us to share ourselves with each other. I actually felt the angel on one shoulder telling me not to, and the devil on the other asking me how could I not…the devil won. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] When I bent over and he filled me … everything felt unreal, like I was in shock, like this wasn’t really happening. Then I felt ashamed but as he continued to pound me the feeling of shame was replaced by excitement and pleasure as I began to meet his thrusts with mine. After a few minutes he pulled out of me, took me by the hand and led me over to the couch in the break room. He sat on the couch with his hardness sticking strait up. As I stood in front of him I removed my top, (I had a low cut, lace bra on) he literally gasped. That was the best complement he could have gave me, then when I took off my bra he just said “WOW and told me he was just in awe of my beauty. The way he looked at me, I felt he meant every word and that was just what I needed to hear and how I needed to feel. (Excuse the boldness of my words) but with that I straddled him and ****ED him for all I was worth. I buried my chest in his face and he forcefully grabbed me by my ass as I rode him, his mouth all over my breasts. I just came and came as he exploded inside me. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I can’t begin to tell you how guilty I felt and still feel. I love my husband and he does satisfy me but the rush I get doing it with Mike is like a drug. Most of it is the sex however a good part of it is the fact that it’s taboo, being bad, wondering if we’ll get caught, if anyone suspects. I want to stop but I just can’t seem to.[/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] I guess I’m writing this as a confession to people I don’t know and a cry for help. Please send advice. [/FONT][/sIZE]

[sIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] Torn[/FONT][/sIZE]

 

I advise you to rewrite all of that for Penthouse Forum immediately!

 

LOL - I don't even read it, but I'm sure that would be perfect material!

[CommitmentPhobe]

I advise you to rewrite all of that for Penthouse Forum immediately!

 

LOL - I don't even read it, but I'm sure that would be perfect material!

 

I think it might have been cut and pasted...

[Island Girl]

This post does not seem as though it is real. The language and the intonations seem from a male perspective rather than a female and the fact that it has been cut and pasted from previously typed copy would suggest a troll...