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No matter how much sexual tension there was between us and how many shared interests and personality traits, it just never seemed meant to be. One or both of us was always taken and then I moved away for college and didn't return for 7 years. Then you got married, which seemed to be the final nail in the coffin of our almost-but-never-was romance. Any time people saw us together, they assumed we were dating or married. Maybe we should have years ago, but it just never happened.

Now I'm 40 and have a young son at home and a caring wife who is so wrapped up in raising our son that she barely even remembers I exist unless she needs me to do a chore or play with Max for a couple of hours so she can go shopping. What a life!

My name is James and I'm a middle school teacher, who married Christie, my wife, just after Ali finished college in Canada. I am 6 feet tall with a somewhat muscular, sturdy frame. I have scruffy facial hair, salt and pepper side parted hair and a cock that makes up for its lack of length with its thickness and curve appeal.

Anyway, when my parents got sick, we decided to move back to the old town I grew up in to be close to them and help them as they approached their 70s. It was much quieter than the big city, but that wasn't such a bad thing at the tail end of a pandemic that simply refused to go away and leave us alone.

One night, a couple months after settling into a modest house in town near my work, I decide to take a walk after Max goes to bed. This is fairly common for me, as I like to throw on some music or a podcast and unwind from a busy day of teaching and family duties. On this particular night I happen to run into you as I go through the local park. We smile and laugh at a few good old times and exchange phone numbers and promise to catch up one day; you know, the usual stuff when you run into a dear, old, friend.

But what if that chance encounter awakened something in one or both of us that had been asleep for years? Age had been very kind to you and I remark that you are even curvier and more beautiful than at the party before I moved hours away. Maybe you notice that the walks have kept me in shape and that the salt and pepper hair I now sport makes me look more wise and sophisticated?

Maybe I just can't stop thinking about you and, after hours of hesitation, I can't resist sending you a text message to find out how you are doing and to see if you want to grab coffee one day. Maybe things just spiral from there, as the old attraction is magnified by the time apart and the boredom of our average, unsatisfying, everyday lives. Maybe we meet for coffee, but 20 minutes later we are ripping each other's clothes off in a hotel room next door not caring what the consequences to our "perfect" little town lives might be.

Will you be able to resist the immense sexual tension to go back to your average life with your husband, or will curiosity get the better of you?...

Kinks: cheating, flirting, buildup, sexting, clothed play, dry humping, teasing, seduction, risky/public play, oral, anal, golden showers, hair pulling, spanking, age gaps, power dynamics

Limits: rape, gore, beast, blood, illegal, underage, poop