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My husband and I thought renting our spare room would be a good idea to earn
extra cash.
After our kids moved away, we always felt lonely.
When our new tenant arrived, it was like being a mom again.
I also had to take care of his room as part of our arrangement.
But there was something about him.
I kept finding myself doing things I've never thought of.
I... I wasn't like that.
I kept dreaming of his smell, of his touch.
The way he looked at me, the way he stared at my breath was driving me
My husband used to stare at me like that, but not anymore.
I wanted him.
Me, the perfect wife, wanted another man.
I try to ease those feelings by touching myself.
And yet, nothing was enough.
I started waking up earlier, hoping to catch him in the shower.
I wanted to take a peek.
I kept lying to myself, telling me that after I saw his body, I'd go back to my
loving husband.
All lies.
That happened a few weeks ago. And since then, things have gotten worse.
I can't hide my feelings anymore.
I need him. I need to do something or I'll go crazy.
Today, my husband is playing cards with his friends.
Maybe if we're quiet, he won't find out.
God, what am I talking about?
Nothing I could think of.
Okay, well, I wanted to remind you that my husband and his friends are playing
cards downstairs.
So, he asked if we could be quiet.
One of those...
about this for so long.
She didn't.
Oh my god, yeah.
Just like that.
She's in the hall.
I'm a cheating person.
I want to feel your mouth now
Wow.
Can I put my pussy back on?
Let me make my throat so hot.
Take my air away with this cock.
Oh,
fuck!
Get over here.
was this deep?
room later
You're right on that.
Don't put it back in.
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