If you've read my other stories, you know about The Cowboy. We had a pretty long relationship up until he got married, and then he tried really hard to be good. It didn't last long, as about a year after he got married, I got a text from him...

WYD?

I smiled and thought to myself- what great timing. My ex happened to be out of the house (who knows where, and I honestly didn't care), so I responded,

Nothing. Come over if you want.

I half-expected him to say that's not what he wanted, but I was right. Almost immediately, I got back the standard reply:

K

He showed up about 20 minutes later, and I didn't ask any questions. I grabbed his hand, led him to my bedroom and it was just like before - we ripped each other's clothes off, but this time, I pushed him down on his back on the bed. If I had a married Cowboy, I was going to use him how I wanted. I also didn't know how much time I had...my ex could come home any minute.

I climbed on top and rode him. Feet planted on either side of him, back arched, and sliding up and down. He rubbed and grabbed my calves, and as he got closer to cumming, his touches got rougher. I started rubbing my clit to hurry my pleasure. After I orgasmed, I pulled off his hard dick as he started cumming, allowing him to paint my stomach and legs.

I went to the bathroom to clean up as he got dressed and when I came out, I asked him how he was able to come over. He said his wife had a headache and was at home sleeping. He asked where my ex was, and I smiled and said I had no idea. His eyes went wide as he realized what I meant...my ex could walk in the door at any second. I continued smiling, gave him a quick hug while still naked, and told him to hurry home 😘