Many years ago, when my husband (let’s call him Ron) and I were first hooking up I was also seeing another guy… (let’s call him Kevin) I was sort of starting to wind things down with the other guy but one night I was out with some friends at bar and Kevin happened to be there, I got drunk and ended up bringing him back to my place and we got it on. The sex was amazing, he really knew how to handle me and as we were getting it on my phone is ringing and ringing and I see it’s Ron calling. I ignored the calls of course and we keep going for a few more minutes until Kevin finishes (inside of me). He’s there laying on top of me exhausted and I hear my buzzer ring, I press the button on the intercom to ask who it was (it’s now about 1:30am) and I hear Ron’s voice. I freak out, run back into my bedroom and tell Kevin he has to go… I put my underwear back on and a T shirt and basically push Kevin out the door, I told him to up up the stairs and wait for Ron to pass then leave… i buzz Ron in and he bursts through my door within a few seconds… he sees me there and tells he how he was out at some bars and wanted to come over… anyway, he wraps his arms around me and grab a my butt and lifts me up and carry’s me to my bed and slams me down… he starts kissing my body and gets down to my crotch and starts kissing me through my underwear… I’m now paranoid as literally 5 minutes ago Kevin just finished inside of me. Ron pulls underwear aside and starts telling me “babe your so wet”. I play along saying how I was turned on… he ate me out for about 5 minutes before I passed out asleep… in the morning he wakes me up for sex and tells how surprised he was that I fell asleep being so turned on.

If he only knew…

I ended up seeing Kevin a few more times before really getting exclusive with Ron.