Loverboy came over last night. I was tired and really wanted to go to bed early but he was insistant. "I just want to see you and give you a kiss goodnight." What he really wanted was a blow job and to fuck me. "Please let me fuck you and then you can finish me off by sucking my dick." I have no idea why I obliged. A year ago he was a dream man. He was gorgeous, successful and a good husband. Or so it seemed when you are peeking over the picket fence.
Last night with his dick peeking out of his trousers and him pushing his cock into my mouth while his wife is eagerly awaiting him he is my worst nightmare.
Friday left a bitter taste in mouth. I was out as usual. On Friday he was out with his wife and by both accounts they had a great night out. So what is going on his mind when sitting next to his wife on the journey home and he is texting his mistress to end the night with her (me)? Sex obviously.
But what a lying, dirty, cheating, rat to be sitting next to his wife playing the loving husband when he is up to something like that.
Last night I asked him about it and he batted his eyes in a playful manner and just tried to gloss over it.
I feel sorry for his wife. His days with me are numbered. His days as a cheater are far from over.
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