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Wife Cheating Husband For First Time

My husband and I are loving couple; people often said that we are made for each other. Some also said that our marriage is indeed one that was made in heaven. Ours is also a love marriage; we were in relationship since we were in college and we remain in relationship for ten years till we finally enter into wedlock.

No doubt during those ten unstable time; our relationship experiences its own ups and down and we breakup many times especially when I move to another city to pursue my studies. But overall we have a stable relationship since we first fell in love with each other.

After our marriage too, we have a happy marriage live with occasional misunderstanding that every family is experiencing. My husband weakness is that he is a short tempered man and he gets angry even at a slightest provocation, this is the only problem that I had with him.

I have nothing to complaint about our sex life too; we have a good sex life since we start having sex when we were both teenagers. I think we first have sex when I was just sixteen and my husband was seventeen then and since we first had sex; we made love at every available opportunity.

I have a very satisfactorily sex life because my husband had introduced me to all kind of sex since when we were young. He sucked my breast when we first made love and when my nipples were just tinny flesh on my two breasts which he obviously loved to suck and tease.

We made love everywhere, in his bed room, my bed room when there was nobody at home, we had sex in the car and we even had several outdoor sex too when we were young. Whenever we have the house just the two of us, my husband would introduce me to new sex technique.

He was more adventurous than me, he first licked my clitoris and eats my pussy and later encouraged me to suck his cock and we later start sucking each other. Occasionally we even had 69 which my husband seems to enjoy it very much.

When we get married too we have a blissful sex life, I can’t remember how many times we made love on our wedding night but the only thing I remember is that the bed sheet was stained from our love juice the next morning. I think we hardly slept on our wedding night.

On one occasion when we were married, my husband was so madly in love when we had sex that he bit my neck and I had to cover the bite marks on my neck till it cure. I have nothing to complaint about my husband, he is not only a loving husband but he is also a loving and a responsible father. He took care of our kids and was very responsible for their education.

In fact I don’t have to do anything for their education, he did everything for them and my duty was just to prepare food for them. Even after more than 20 years of marriage our sex life was good though not as often, I remember the last two three times that we made love, whenever my cunt get extremely wet, he would enjoy it every much.

Because I use to come several times when we made love, my wet cunt would be so loose for his penis that he use to whisper in my ears that he wish he can give me a bigger cock. I think the sex talk was just to make me feel hornier and want to have more sex. But the truth is whenever I come, his cock really feel tiny inside my wet pussy.

I also remember he use to say that he don’t mine me having sex with another man but I don’t really know whether he really meant it or if it was just sex talk but I remember he mentioned it several times. He even said that he wish he can make that a birthday gift or a wedding anniversary gift for me.

I took that as a joke and more importantly I am not interested in having sex with anybody. I use to tell him that I don’t want to have sex with anybody but him; I use to tell him that I want to keep myself just for him. But I don’t know if I was telling him the truth, would I like to have sex with another guy? I don’t know. Lately, I have these strange experiences in my life that I can’t explain.

After 21 years of a happy married life with my husband there is this young man who keeps following me like a shadow. He was always there in the tea stall where I use to take tea with my colleague. I do not notice this man till one day when he approached me as if he wants to ask some help from me.

One day I was alone and he approached me with a book in his hand so that the people in the stall will not suspect. He start talking to me in a low voice and asked me for my mobile number, when I said no I cannot give him my number he write his number on a sheet of paper and gave it to me.

I was surprise by the incident but anyway I went along with my job and was not sure whether the young man will really call me or not. Anyway I just keep the number because I don’t want to just throw it less other people in the shop will suspect me.

At home in the evening I was busy with my cooking and after we had our dinner my husband as usual when up to the bedroom to sleep while I was still busy with household job and also evaluating the answer scripts of the students. I stayed late that night to complete evaluating one class paper. Then in the middle of the night my mobile rang and I realize it was an unknown number.

Then I remember the young man in the tea shop and took the sheet of paper from my bag and compare the number, it was indeed the young man. Initially I did not take the call, but the young man keep calling till at last I took the phone and answer in a very low voice hello.

The young man from the other end also said hello and immediately remind me that he was the man I met in tea shop, I told him yes I realize that and asked him why did he call me? What did he want from me? He first started by saying that he had been following me for many months now, he said that I did not realized it but he was there whenever I went to have tea in the stall.

I think for some time and realized that this young man seems to following me every day when I visited the shop. He said that he know what time I normally go to the tea shop and he will always be there, and the moment I enter the shop he will also enter the shop just to get a quick glance of me. I asked him who give you my number he replied by saying that he got it from a friend.

He then said that he want us to meet and I out rightly rejected and told him that I hardly know him and hung up the phone. The next day when I went to take tea again with my colleague in the shop, the young man was there again and now he is more courageous and nodded his head knowing that I noticed him.

He seems to be in his late twenties so he must be older than my son a little bit taller than my husband but he has a well build body. In the evening he called me again and asked if we can meet, but I rejected his suggestion again and again every time he called me.

Meanwhile, I told my husband that I have stay late in the night to complete the evaluation of the answer script so he always sleep much before I did; without suspecting anything. The young man keep calling me every night and ask if we can meet and this continues for week together till one day I said ok and asked him how he planned the meeting.

He said I have a car and I can wait for you anywhere, I think for sometime then come up with the idea. I thought to myself that I will tell my friends that I will go visit my aunt who lives nearby and have tea with her and told the young man to wait for me down my aunt’s house so nobody will suspect.

I got in his car and I suggested that we go to a secluded place in the outskirt of the town but not far. On reaching the place he asked me if I would like to take a walk, I said no I don’t want to take the risk of people to seeing us together; and said that I would like to stay inside the car. We remain silent for sometime then he started by asking me about the college.

He then said that he is madly in love with me since the first time he saw me, he dreams about me every night and every day. When I told him that I am a married woman, he immediately said you must have heart the saying that love is blind to which I have no answer. He continues to say that I love you so much and I don’t see anything beyond that, I don’t mind whoever you are?

You may be married and have many kids, I don’t care I only know that I am madly in love with you. He then move his hand from the steering of the car and place it on my forehead, he softly and gently move his fingers from the forehead to my cheek and then rub my lips with his thumb.

I then asked him why he chose me a married woman when there are hundreds of young girl who would like to date him. I told him that I am 44 years old and asked him how old is he, and he replied 28. I then continue why did he fell in love with me a married woman with grown up kids?

He said ‘I live with just my mother and my grandmother throughout my life and may be that is why I like older women and you are the most beautiful of them all’ he said. Then I look at my watch I said I have to go back to college I have a class in few minutes time. He then starts his car and took me again to the place and I rushed back to college.

I have this strange feeling about this young man, I know it is not love but why did I have this strange feeling? May be it is pity, I feel pity for him and his face and personality tells me that he is someone who does not receive the care and affection he need when he was a kid. I know it is not love, maybe it is more of infatuation than love.

At home that night when my husband move towards me in bed and started stroking my breast to signal for making love. I said no darling, not now I am not feeling well. From the night the young man first call me I always stayed late at night on the pretext of correcting the students answer script and refuse making love to my husband in the excuse of my not feeling well.

One day I will say that I had a headache, the next day it will be pain in the abdomen and so on and so forth. From the phone calls I came to know the young man’s name is Peter.
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