Like all anonymous storytellers, I will not introduce myself by my real name, because my safety depends on it, which you will understand after reading my own story of sex-cheating on a loving, but very jealous husband. My name is Svetlana, I am 32 years old and for this age I have a simply magnificent body, especially my ass and firm second-size breasts, which have been crazy about since university.

To be honest, I married Sergey (this is my husband) for convenience, because before getting a high-paying position in the HR company, I really needed money and a loved one. We never had anything special with Sergey, and even our sex was quite banal due to his widespread religiosity - he did not want me in the ass, and I just pine for the anus. Because in addition to sexual hypocrisy, my husband is also not averse to getting physical in a fit of jealous anger, because in his understanding I flirt with each of his friends and the last time I kicked him out of the house, for a while. Of course, we could have divorced, but without him I have no idea how to support myself in such a difficult metropolis as Moscow, after all, I was not entitled to anything with him.

Sipping wine and crying from another domestic tragedy, I heard water flowing from under the crack in the bathroom door. And, of course, I was pretty scared, because such problems should be solved by a man, but he is not there! Instead of humiliating myself in front of my ex, I called a random plumber from an ad and thank God he arrived literally 40 minutes later, apparently my voice caught his attention :) Surprisingly, he was far from a nasty, rude man, but a neat young man with blue eyes and a neatly folded suitcase of tools. I immediately got excited at the thought of cheating on my tough hubby and the guy started flirting with me brazenly.

Do you think only guys watch porn? Of course not. Before marriage, I watched videos, during, and after I did not stop surfing the sites. Therefore, stories with a plumber are familiar to me firsthand and I wanted to make my fantasy come true for a long time. And right now everything was coming together, as in one of the many videos. And what else does a lonely housewife of a fairly young age need more than casual sex? It's high time to get rid of the mental dependence on her husband and just fuck for your own pleasure.

The young plumber finally took a break from pestering and decided to fix the leak. I got rid of my underwear and was spinning around the object of my desire in a silk robe.

• Do you want to take a break for a bit? I asked the guy. - By the way, what's your name?
• Dima, and if I'm not mistaken, yours is Sveta, and let's be on first-name terms. The flood has basically stopped and I can take a break. Besides, it's always nice to talk to a pretty girl. Yes, they thought it was too late to retreat. I invited the guy into the kitchen, where I had already prepared a couple of glasses.
• Do you mind some wine?
• I don't mind having sex with you - with these words he turned me around abruptly and bit my neck with his lips.

Well done, at that moment I thought, better right away and without unnecessary words than stupid talk about nothing. A moment later I opened my robe, and the assertive plumber began squeezing my elastic tits and greedily sucking my hardened nipples. Before I had time to come to my senses, he pulled down his pants and forcefully pushed his tense member into my crack. My joy knew no bounds, because I felt a fairly large member and immediately moaned with pleasure. At that moment, everything excited me. Sex without a condom with a stranger, strong hands on my waist, and the impetuous movements of the guy, with which the powerful penis plunged deeper and deeper into my womb. From ecstasy, I rolled my eyes and wrapped my legs around the guy, while I continued to enjoy unbridled sex on the table. After a while, I collapsed on the countertop, but the plumber showed miracles of endurance.

• Wait a minute - I stammered with difficulty
• What is it?
• Firstly, the orgasm sobered me up and it is not me who is worried about the protection ...
• Don't worry about that, you are not the only starving housewife, and I take care of myself.
• And secondly, I have not had anal sex for a very long time.
• You are my best client in recent times, and your problem needs to be urgently corrected.
• Then let's not waste any more time - I grabbed the ladies' man by his huge cock and led him into the bedroom, where there was lube in the nightstand.

The experienced gentleman did not need to be told what to do. He put me on all fours on the bed and began to gently, but very rhythmically masturbate my ass. I had to hysterically bite the blanket, because it was no longer moans that were bursting out, but wild cries of joy mixed with pleasure. And the neighbors shouldn't have any suspicions.

I don't know exactly how long I had to wait for something like this, but the anticipation was so strong that it took only a couple of minutes and I was ready for more. Dima carefully inserted his tense dick into my tight anus. And by that moment my body had held up so much that it scared the plumber-lover a little.

• G-g-go on - I even started to stutter from the sweet and long-forgotten sensations.

He didn't need encouragement. He started fucking me slowly and picked up speed proportionally to my growing arousal. My ass was on fire, but not from pain, but from insane pleasure. I tried to move to meet my partner's massive phallus and soon I felt every centimeter inside me, and his big balls periodically slapped my wet pussy. I don't know how long it lasted, but we didn't stop fucking for a long time. Everything mixed up in one crazy impulse. Anal orgasms echoed somewhere in the uterus, my eyes darkened, my pulse pounded in my temples. But I still clearly remember the moment when Dimochka came in my ass. The sperm flowed out of my fucked ass for a long time while I was lying in bed.

By the time I was able to move, Dima had already finished the repair. We drank wine, chatted, I held on for a little while longer on his impressive cock. As soon as the door slammed behind the master, I couldn't wait to take a bath. Relaxing in the hot water, the new sensations once again caused wild excitement in me. I masturbated my clitoris for a long time, without ceasing to scroll through every second of anal betrayal in my head. And I'll deal with my husband later. Besides, I still need to break the faucet in the kitchen :)