I meet a lot of people online who like to live vicariously through me and my sexual adventures. I tend to make friends with dead bedroom redditors or other sexually frustrated married people who love to hear about my sluttiness for my husband and swinging escapades

Last year I met Su. He responded to a cuckqueen post I made and was bubbly, talkative and fun. We hit it off immediately and became fast friends.

Su was a transplant from India, he and his wife moved here in their 20s and had been in the states ever since. Su and his wife had been together half their lives, since they were 17. According to Su, he was in a dead bedroom marriage and his wife had no interest in sex. She hated semen, refused to give handjobs or blowjobs to completion, didn’t like a lot of positions, wasn’t interested in trying anything kinky. He felt very sexually frustrated.

He was also feeling neglected in other ways. He wanted more affection and attention from his wife. He was looking for passion. So like many do, he had turned to the internet for a fling. He had previously fallen for another redditor who ended up breaking his heart.

It was against my rules to talk to Su… at this time I only entertained men who identified as swingers or at least presented that their wife knew we were talking. I only talked to guys who wanted to hear slutty stories, not anyone looking for an emotional connection. But I really liked him and we could talk for hours. I enjoyed his company so much so I decided to break my rules a bit. I continued to talk to him but I tried to keep everything above board so that if his wife were to ever find out I could keep a clean conscience. It was a slippery slope…

I would tell Su about my kinky adventures and he’d ask questions but we never really exchanged dirty messages. He never showed me his cock the entire time we talked. I knew that he would get hard talking to me and sometimes it would get flirty but I was mostly able to feel guilt free.

Then I found out that Su’s wife was 9 months pregnant. I also discovered that she had been extremely horny throughout this pregnancy and they had actually been hooking up more frequently than he had led on. I felt so guilty… I would think about her finding out about me and how hurt she would be. It was breaking my heart. I tried to think of a way I could keep being friends with Su but with the baby coming and everything going on in his life, it didn’t seem possible.

Su and I talked nonstop. We would chat throughout the day and stay up all night. I thought about him all the time and was always excited for the next time I was going to hear from him. I was high on NRE with my new friend

One night I got really horny. This is where the story turns. We were talking sexual and I started sending suggestive photos. He was flirting back and told me he had a fantasy. He wanted us to meet up in a parking lot. He wanted us both to stay in our own cars and get off knowing the other person was doing the same thing. He said “it’s not cheating because we never touch each other” my heart sank for him and for myself… he was so deep in the emotional cheating mindset he couldn’t see that he had already betrayed his wife. Everything he was doing was already crossing the line… he was so convinced it wasn’t cheating up until the moment he touched another woman. Whereas I knew I had to cut him off. It wasn’t fair to his wife and I was starting to have real feelings for him.

The next day we broke up. I sent him a long heartfelt message and blocked him. I cried and it took me a little while to get over it. I thought of him often. I’d wonder if his baby was born, how his wife was doing and how his family was adjusting to the new dynamic. I wondered if he looked for another AP soon after I broke it off. I hope that he was able to better connect with his wife and find contentment. I hope that he finds a way to have the sexual adventures he so greatly craves. I wish him nothing but the best.