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My marriage is fine, but it's gotten boring over the years. I'm almost 40 and don't have the college girl supermodel body type. I'm slightly chubby in the middle. I have natural 34DD breasts, a plump pasty white ass, long brown hair, hazel eyes, and stand at 5 ft 5.
And I have caught the eye of one of my younger co-workers. You're in your late twenties, charming, handsome, well built. An intimidating presence to me, especially when you've flirted with me on occasions. At an ever increasing level to the point that it's clear you are wanting something more. But I've never strayed, the thought of cheating...I couldn't. Could I? But god, I'm starting to get hooked on the fantasy of you. And my willpower has never been a high one.
Apparently I can cheat on my husband. Because here I am at my house, the hubby is at work. You and I took the day off. And I'm awaiting your arrival. Intentions clear. I sit, waiting, in nervousness, anticipation, arousal, all of it. Wearing black leggings and a tank top, with no bra on so my nipples are clearing poking though.
I can still stop this. I know I can.
But...I don't want to.
I want to get worshiped, kissed, touched, fucked. Fucked hard. Roughly. I want to be taken in my marital bed, bent over and having my fat ass spanked while you plow into me hard and nonstop. A stamina like no other. I want your face buried in my titties, your mouth all over my married pussy. I want to taste that big hard cock that isn't my husband's. Fuck my throat with it. Use me. I'm consenting to cheating, so make me feel like a cheating whore for it. Don't even think of making love to me.
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