I have a secret ritual I like to indulge in regularly. I tell my husband I'm heading out for a massage, but what I'm really getting is a mind-blowing oral session from Jake, this younger guy I met at the gym who's an absolute god with his tongue. We've been at this for three years with no signs of stopping, and my husband doesn't have a clue.

Our first time set the whole thing in motion. After inviting me to wash up after a sweaty workout, Jake's apartment became my secret escape. When we stepped out of the shower, he had this look like 'I'm going to make you cum so hard.' And damn, did he deliver.

From the get-go, Jake had this confidence, an eagerness to please that was insanely hot. He wasted no time. His hands roamed over me like a blind man reading brail. He took his time to tease my nipples and would nibble them just right. He instructed me to lay down on the bed and enjoy a long massage. The rubdown was thorough, but his goal was clear, to get me so worked up that eating me out would be the only merciful thing to do.

His tongue was relentless, dipping, teasing, and flicking over my clit in a way that had me gripping the sheets, and moaning loud. But what blew my mind was when he slipped a finger inside my ass while his other was working my gspot. Then another finger, stretching and filling me up while his tongue worked its magic. It was my first double penetration experience, and the intensity of it – the fullness and the skilled oral attention – is what keeps me coming back.

Jake wasn't shy about ramping things up either. He introduced restraints, tying me up, spreading me open. Blindfolds, vibes, even a butt plug. He was amusing himself with my body like it was his playground, and I was all in. The craziest part? He never once exposed himself. I've never seen or felt his dick and he seems perfectly content with just making me the focus. It's all about pleasing me, driving me over the edge again and again. Jake must get off on having that control and ability over me.

Returning home to my husband after these sessions, I carry the dirty secret until we get to bed that night where I give him whatever he wants. Partly out of guilt, but mostly in need some a good hard fuck. It'll have to do, because the thrill of being Jake's pillow princess, the rush of cheating, and the selfish intensity of not having to do any work, it's something I can't and won't give up.