So I admit, I have never been the faithful type of guy. I am pretty sure I have cheated on all my girlfriends in the past, which isn't many because I mostly remained single and just dated. That was until I met my now wife. We have been married for 18 year and together for 25. Both young when we met, we both cheated on each other early on and somehow always reconciled.

Fast forward through a few years of marital bliss and I just couldn't keep my dick in my pants. I would usually hook up with a girl on guy's nights out or when I traveled for business. Always just one night stands, never affairs or anything like that. She caught me eventually and we almost divorced. However, again we reconciled and that led to a few years of us being in an open marriage. As we got older, things started to calm down and we got into a good rutine in our relationship. No more cheating, no more open marriage, just a very busy couple with little time for play on the side.

Actually, we got so busy with life, that we stopped having regular sex with each other in general. Usually just once or twice a month, and nothing too mind blowing. I also had stopped traveling for work, so no opportunities there either. That is until I got sent to Seattle for a convention. I didn't have plans on doing anything crazy, but one night I am sitting at a restaurant bar having a drink and a bite to eat. There was a woman a few seats down from me. Not drop dead gorgeous, just kind of your next door neighbor type lady. Pretty eyes, great smile, and her body seemed decent, though hard to tell since she was wearing a sweater and normal jeans. I can't remember what she was talking to the bartender about, but it was something that caught my attention and I join the conversation. This turned to her scooting a seat down so we could all converse easier. Next thing I know, it is just her and I talking.

Nothing else happened that night, a bunch of obvious flirting and I did offer to walk with her back to her hotel, but she was being a good girl and left me at the front door to her hotel and I walked back to mine alone. What I found out about her from that evening was that she was married, only been with her husband sexually, lived in a city adjacent to mine (within 50 miles) and went to Seattle for work once a month or so. We didn't even exchange numbers, so I chalked it up to just a nice evening of good conversation with a pretty lady. The next day I get a Linked in message from her. She had tracked me down and wanted to know if I wanted to meet her for a coffee.

I met her at a Starbucks and we had another nice conversation, if not a little awkward with no alcohol to ease the tension. Basically she told me that she had a really good time talking to me, thought we obviously were attracted to each other and was wondering my thoughts on maybe pursuing continuing to talk to each other. She admitted that she never did anything like this with anyone and didn't even know if she could or would ever really cheat on her husband, but had a strong enough feeling that she wanted to talk to me again. This time we exchanged contact information.

We ended up communicating through SnapChat and carried on a pretty lengthy virtual relationship. This ended up turning sexual and we would send naughty pics back and for and get each other off describing what we wanted to do to each other. It wasn't until about a year after our first time meeting that we saw each other in person again. This time the meeting ended in a hot makeout session, lots of touching and even me getting my hand up her shirt. However she was still reluctant to take it much further. Another few months of sexting and we met up again. This time we ended up sealing the deal and we had some amazing sex. The hot but bad thing was that we ended up meeting at her house while her husband (a school teacher) was at work.

We ended up hooking up fairly regularly, mostly meeting at her house while her husband was away and my wife thought I was at work. She would talk dirty, asking if her pussy was better than my wife's. I would ask her how much better I fucked her than her little dicked husband (which was true, poor guy was only 5 inched hard). We both got off on the fact that we were cucking our spouses. This brings me to the truly Cruel time that we hooked up.

I was going to be at a mall that was near her house for some shopping with my wife and kids. It is a big and busy mall. I told her I would be there and said it would be kind of crazy if I saw her there. She asked when I would be there and she said she might be there also to pick up a few things. Sure enough, we go to the mall and secretly messaged back and for to make sure we ran into each other. I remember walking down the mall, right next to my wife, and looking over and seeing her just a few feet away. See her right there got me instantly hard, especially when she would look over at me and smile at me. Eventually we went into a store and she wandered off.

I get another message from her and she asks if I could sneak away at all. I told my wife that I was going to head to Macy's to look from some work pants while she was in some women's clothing store. So we separated with plans to meet up in a bit. I message my lover to meet me at the men's department in Macy's. I get there and she is pretending to browse through clothes, comes near me and brushes her hand against my cock whispering "take some clothes into the dressing room and I will meet you there" I grab a few pairs of pants, and shirts to go and "try on". Find the dressing room had about 6 rooms and she is in the farthest one.

I knock on the door and she lets me in quickly. She is already fully nude, drops to her knees and takes out my cock. She continues to suck me till I am hard. She then sits on the bencn and it is my turn to go down on her. She is sopping wet and I dive in, licking ever inch of her pussy and even a couple of licks of her ass, before nibbling and licking her clit. She has a small orgasm and tells me to hurry up and fuck her. I get between her legs and bury my cock in her. It was hard for us to keep quiet as the sexual tension had us both at the height of pleasure. I don't last long and tell her I am going to cum soon. She tells me to cum deep inside her, because she wants to feel my cum in her the next time she walks past me and my wife. I lose it and cum hard. She cums at the same time, pussy clamping down on me and milking ever last drop from my balls.

Almost on queue, my phone rings and my wife says she is on the way to meet me. I quickly get myself together, grap a couple of the pants I knew would fit and leave the dressing room with my lover still there getting herself dressed. I walk back out to the men's department just as my wife is getting there. She asks if I found anything good. I told her there was one thing that was a tight fit, but found a couple items. Just then, my lover walks by us, again looking at some clothes. I decide to do something really bad and pull my wife in for a kiss. This was no more than fifteen minutes after my mouth had just been all over another woman's pussy and ass, not to mention that woman was no more than 10 feet from us. I broke the kiss and looked over at my lover who was just smiling at us with a wicked grin. I get a message from her a little while later and she says somthing like "I wonder if you wife like the taste of my pussy? I am on the way home to see if my husband likes the taste of your cum from me."

It was one of the hottest and most cruel cheating scenarios I had ever been in and definitely one of the best.