A lot of what I’ve read on the subreddit seems to be too out there to be true. But hey if it helps some folks with getting their rocks off what can I say.

But this one’s true & happened only a few hours ago. And while I’ve cheated over the years in my marriage before finally calling it quits last year it’s never been about the cruelty or to hurt my Crazy Narc Ex. At the same time, while I have been separated for nearly a year, the divorce is still not final, since I am still trying to save up cash for legal expenses.

Anyhoo, I’ve been quietly playing the bumble game for a few months now, but anyone who’s been in the UAE, knows how weird and pretentious bumble tinder and other dating apps can be here. A few matches here and there but no real success. Plus a couple of times of me falling for the wrong ladies, and the fact that since I have my kid over the weekends (which is when most women would want to meet), my game has been pretty slow.

Plus my profile is pretty straightforward, talks openly about kinks and hints at things not being about a relationship at all. About a month, after I drop my kid off at Crazy’s (that’s what we will be referring to my ex), she calls me up and started screaming and shouting about how I’d matched with a friend of hers on bumble and was chatting with her. I went totally gray rock on her ie didn’t respond either way to her accusations. But Crazy’s got a way of continuing to push my buttons so there was a whole lot of drama around my 10 year old from her side, who the confronted me the next weekend and wasn’t talking to me at all for hours on end. Im sorry for all this, but the context’s kinda necessary I feel to understand why someone like me who probably would never be this toxic went for it today.

So, I have matched with a friend of hers. And Crazy knows. She’s being a complete bitch about it but I have no clue who this friend is. Shouts and screams. Not even coming to the door when I pick or drop off our kid. That’s happening but in the meantime, I have stopped scrolling through to find out who was that friend who matched. All out of the blue, this person messages me last week and says she’s the one who let Crazy know etc. And then she apologizes about it since she’d not been aware we’d been separated and just thought I was cheating or stepping out on her. (Point to know, a lot of Crazy’s friends are from her professional circle and I don’t know 90% of them. We’ve been living separate lives for years now and I was only with her for my kids sake).

So this female (we’ll call her V from this point) and I get chatting, she’s nice and while I’m a bit wary, I think the sick cheater inside me was kinda turned on as well and maybe somewhere in the back of my mind take revenge on Crazy.

It’s been 5 days of back and forth, some banter but I don’t wanna risk things. So haven’t asked her out or anything. When V drops me a message last night that she’d love to know my side of things over a couple of drinks. I’d spent the entire evening yesterday with Crazy getting my daughter’s pup checked at the vet and having dinner and she was acting normally so this did raise my suspicions but I was horny, hadn’t had sex since the turn of the year and wanted to piss Crazy off as well (one of my biggest fantasies to be honest to be caught by Crazy while I’m fucking a much younger person, and continue to fuck her even when caught; I know I have issues). So I kinda went like let’s do it tomorrow (ie Sunday evening), and she agreed right away (typically that should have been a huge 🚩 but by now, I was thinking in for a penny, in for a pound). So we meet at this Irish bar close to her place I really like and since she’s Irish it’s perfect.

Ok, I’ve never thought of myself as the kind of person looks wise who white women would be into; they could be into me for my kinks and perversions but not my looks I’ve always felt. And my track record has always been more successful with desi and Arab girls. So I’m kinda nervous when I meet V, but she’s really nice. I’d say I am a decent 7, and this girls like a solid 9.5, green eyes, dark brown hair, thick lips, fit as fuck. And she’s all into me; somewhere at the back of my mind, there’s this person screaming V has invited Crazy and there’s going to be hell to pay but by now I’m a few beers and Jamiesons down, this girls having crazy banter with me and my dicks rock hard. Plus she’s a girl who likes her whiskey the way I like it; what I call double servings on the rocks but not too rocky. So I’m already crushing on her a little. I am bad at reading flirt signals but this time I can read them all. The jacket coming off, the touching of the arm, her adjusting her hair, bending over to me. Turns out she’s also coming out of a long term relationship in which her partner was treating her like a casual situation, and had just recently popped up on bumble. She asked me about how things have been, and I told her this has been the longest dry spell I’ve been in for months. Told her about the couple of women I fell for after Crazy and I split. How that didn’t work out and I’d initially gone into a bit of a depressive funk, then the lack of opportunities due to our custody arrangement. She’s like you must have had sex, at least, maybe a night out and I was honest; don’t understand the bar pickup game any more and hence was fumbling around on bumble.

I don’t know what made me do it as we were just chatting around but at one point when she leaned in too close while talking I just went for a kiss. When she closed her eyes and responded, it turned into a nice little makeout session. That was it, I paid the bill and we were back at her apartment fifteen minutes later. We kissed and groped in the lift on the way up, I was literally pressed against her ass she’s leading me to her apartment and we were ripping each others clothes off even before the door closed. I pushed her up against her apartment door and with one hand on her tit, and one rubbing against her lips heard her whisper in my ear about how Crazy would blow up if she ever found out. That was it. Ladies and gentlemen, that just pushed me over the edge. I had my Crazy narc wife’s friend’s legs wrapped around my head as I ate her and made her cum three times by oral itself. I was balls deep into her cunt as we moaned and screamed and grunted. And finally just before I finally left her place after almost 3 hours, I came on V’s face.

I don’t know where this ranks in other people’s fantasies but for me this was one of my hottest encounters so far!