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Since I enjoy sharing my fantasies with you, perhaps you would want to know about my adultery fantasy. If you fantasize about being “the other man” and luring me into early morning trysts while my husband is away at the office, then you could be in my fantasy too.

I imagine I’m lying on my brown leather sofa. I’m relaxing, candles are burning, and the only sound around is the crackle of the log in the fireplace. I’m lonely. Wishing I could be with you right now. Then there is knock at the door. I open it, and find you standing before me. You grin devilishly and I usher you inside quickly.

Your hands are on my skin immediately. Our lips are touching, our tongues moving feverishly about. We want to consume each other at that moment. You shouldn’t be here, it’s wrong. He could come home from the office unexpected. We are playing with fire, but we cannot control our lust for each other.

Your feel my skin, you love the softness. You inhale my scent, you love the way I smell. My hands unzip the jacket you are wearing and slide up under your shirt. The strong torso, muscular chest and arms are what I crave to see, to feel, to lick. Those nipples you find so much pleasure in having squeezed and sucked so close to no mercy, that you have to often pull me off of you.

You are handling me so roughly, but still gently and softly. How do you do that? I melt in your hands. I want nothing but to please you while you are within my presence. I am married and willing to risk everything just to be with you for stolen moments of passion. The frenzy that ensues when our fires burn. It’s chaos, an explosion of passion, of emotions, of extreme lust.

Your fingers slide inside of me. Yes, I am wet. So very very wet. You thrust 2 then 3 digits smoothly and quickly against my G-spot. My legs spread as far as I can to allow you full access. You make me moan.

My husband phones and lets me know he is coming home for lunch. We know our time together today is limited, but we take the risk farther. You want to see me kneeling before you, your cock buried deep in my mouth. The softness of my tongue swirling the head and the intense suction as I try to pull the thick creamy that I know you produce. I am on the floor. You straddle me, and I feel the beautiful sting of your hand as it slaps my ass. I crawl away, and turn to face you. I want to taste you and we don’t have much time.

Your cock curls nicely and slides deep into my mouth, I want to taste you now, this minute, I am impatient, but know I couldn’t last if I didn’t have your cum melted inside of me to hold me over until we would see each other again.

The sound you make, I know it. The taste, the salty, the texture, as you coat my mouth with your creamy goodness. I keep my mouth open as I look up at you with my big brown eyes, and allow the cum to drip from my lips and the corner of my mouth. You love to see this sight and I want it to stick in your memory as you think about me.

It is nearly time for him to arrive. I wipe you clean and we dress quickly. I know I will see you again, but until then, I will hold this sight of the one who finds me so sexy, so beautiful, and so desireable. We kiss before I open the door. The nosey neighbors across the street peer out from behind drapes, hoping for a chance to find out what they can about this mysterious man who visits a married housewife during the mid-morning hours.

But our secret is still safe. The secret we share of my infidelities. Shhhhhh…..

If you enjoy Adultery phone sex or even want to confess your own infidelities, call me (866) SEXY-832. I’ll would love to hear about it and you know I would never judge you.

Chaps~