I published this a while back, but am sharing a link and excerpt here at the request of a voice artist:

https://literotica.com/s/reckless-abandon

This story was related to me in fits and starts by a fascinating woman I met online a few years ago. She shared her tale with me over the course of several months. On occasion she'd disappear for weeks on end, only to pop up in my DM's again out of nowhere to tell me more about how she came to sleep with her son.

Sometimes it seemed as if she were describing things from months before. Sometimes it seemed like she was telling the story in real time. I've taken the liberty of smoothing and streamlining the narrative a bit as I pieced it together from Reddit messages, emails and instant messaging platforms.

Is it a true story? I make no claims as to its validity, but it has the ring of truth. Sara, if you're out there, I hope all is well.

Part I

I'm Sara.

I was 50 when these events began. My husband, Sam, is the same age as me, and we'd been married for 25 years. You're likely to find me a terrible wife - and perhaps a terrible mother - as you hear my story, all in all, it's been a good marriage.

Sam and I have two kids: my son Eric, who was 20 at the time, and a younger daughter named Emma.

As we got older, sex with Sam became more sporadic and, frankly, less satisfying, as I imagine it does for most couples.

Do I blame what happened on the fact that Sam and I didn't rarely had sex anymore? I can't really say that - I'd been unfaithful before. But did a lack of sex drive me to the ultimate act of infidelty? It's possible.

I go to one or two conferences a year related to my work. On more than a few occasions I've found myself flirting - and more - with men. I told myself it wasn't completely sinful, because I rarely went "all the way." There was oral, mutual masturbation, lots of dirty talk and tons of petting and touching, but no penetration.

Nearly all of these "sexy time partners" have been guys around my age. I've almost exclusively played around with married men so that everybody is on the same page. This is strictly about short-term fun - no falling in love, no phone calls at home, no meeting in between trips out of town. If we end up at the same conference next year, maybe we do it again, but no promises.

On one occasion, I went to a four-day conference across the country. The first night, a college student at the hotel bar was flirting with me. Again, I usually stuck to older married professional types, but this guy kept me interested, and I found myself flirting right back. Before I knew it, he had his hand on my thigh, and I didn't stop him. I was horny as hell, and finally I just looked at him and said, "Do want to fuck me?"

It floored him. He actually sputtered. I laughed, then took his hand and pushed it under my skirt so he could feel the heat coming from between my legs. I looked him dead in the eye and said, "I'm not kidding."

He kissed me in the elevator, and I reached down to touch him through his jeans. He was rock hard and seemed thick, and I'd already made up my mind that tonight would be one of those times the "no penetration" rule didn't apply.