I used to be addicted to the thrill of fucking women I wasn't supposed to fuck, namely some married friends. Two of the dudes were just casual friends whom I'd see maybe a few time a year at parties though I was seeing their wive frequently. One was a guy I bought weed from so I saw him often.

It was an indescribable thrill to see her standing with her husband and we 3 make smiling eye contact and hers is a little mischievous!

One woman in particular and I texted, met up and fucked so frequently, it's a miracle we were never caught. One time her husband was picking her up from work and she and I quickly fucked in a massage room (we were both massage therapists) and after I hurriedly came in her, she stepped out of the room and there's her husband waiting for her with their 4 year old daughter.

I can't describe the adrenaline rush of standing there shooting the breeze with her hubby while my cum was dripping down his wife's leg.

I was also married at the time so at the end of the day, I'd go home and fuck my wife too which should've made me feel guilty but was even. more of a thrill.