The first time it happened, you told yourself it would never happen again. You never thought of yourself as someone capable of cheating, of breaking that bond of trust with your husband. So when you were so easily seduced by your coworker, you tried everything to convince yourself that it meant nothing, that that wasn’t the person you really were.

That is, until it happened again. And again.

Every time you went home with a different guy, it became harder and harder to justify to yourself that you weren’t a cheater in your heart. You loved your husband, and the lavish life he’d built for you. But each time you let a handsome stranger release down your throat, or went three rounds with your hung neighbor while your husband was away on business, the guilt grew weaker and weaker. Cheating was becoming part of your routine, as much as you tried to deny it.

You weren’t exactly a hard target for seduction from strangers. You kept your body fit, tight, and irresistible, and your natural beauty made you stand out in any room. It was only a matter of time before another guy strolled over to lay on the charm, and before you knew it, your head was in his lap on the car ride back to his place.

You’re a good, loving wife, and you tell yourself every time you’re laid out, exhausted and filled with another man’s cum, that this will truly be the last time. But you know what they say, ‘Once a cheater, always a cheater.’

Thanks for reading! Obviously today I’d love to play out a steamy cheating scene with a detailed, passionate, and naughty partner. I’d love to hear how cheating makes your character feel, and the ways you try to justify it to yourself. Are you wracked with guilt? Reluctant but ultimately helpless to stop yourself? Or have you become such a depraved cheater that you’re always looking for the next hung, handsome target? Let’s chat and fill in the details, and then build a filthy scene together! Send me a message (no discord) and let’s find your next hookup for the night ;)