15 comments/ 126601 views/ 15 favorites How I Ruined My Perfect Marriage Ch. 01 By: Hotenuf4u Looking back I still can not believe how easy I lost every thing I most cherished in my life and ended up here living in a beat up old trailer in the middle of no where. I wish I could say I did not deserve what happened to me but that would not be true, I made my bed and now had to lay in it as the saying goes. Reflecting back the worse part about it is the fact that some thing as easy as communication could have prevented every thing, but hind sight is 20-20 as you know and I can not change any thing now. I am writing this story as part of my therapy and also to explain what happened to me in hopes it can help some one else from making the same mistakes as I did. It has been a little over a year since my down fall and I am just now starting to recover. Last week was the first time in eight months that my kids agreed to meet me in public, that is, if you call the local diner of this small town public. I know how much my actions affected them so I could only blame myself for their reaction, the shame they both felt. Living in this trailer that my ex-husband bought me served as a constant reminder of what I did and how wrong it was, I acted so stupidly. After being married to the same man for 17 years our sex had become mundane, the same thing every time, with him making love to me in our bed. It was satisfying but not fully satisfying if you know what I mean, I wanted, needed more, the thrill had gone out of it. I will never know why I was so reluctant to bring up my feelings with my husband, but I never did. If I had trusted him enough to talk to him none of this would have happened. Sure we had the usually problems when we started out, money being the main one, but we still managed to have a daughter and a son and muddle through any problem that arrived. I understand how selfish my attitude was when he worked so much overtime, to make sure we had enough money to live comfortably but I felt so abandoned at times, not realizing just how much of a sacrifice he was making for us. We made it through that period without any real trouble; I never acted on my feelings. This only made my indiscretion that much worse, I knew how devoted he was. My actions could not even be blamed on money in the first place, as my husband owned a very lucrative software company and we were pretty well off, never having to live check to check to survive. I have no one but myself to blame, me and my selfishness plus the fact that I did not trust my husband enough to talk to him. Even though I could have sex with my husband at any time I wanted, all I had to do was ask, this was not enough for me. I wanted more excitement. To this day I can not explain why I never went to him with this problem, maybe I was afraid that he would reject any changes or think me a tramp, but I never once approached him with it. That was the first in a series of mistakes I made that led to my current situation. I guess I could have quenched my desires at the all-female gym I attended three times a week, God knows I had the chance but instead I chose to have my affair with one of my husband's younger associates. At 36 years old I still maintained the looks of a 20 year old, my legs and ass nice and firm. I smiled inwardly when I overheard a couple of my husband's co-workers at a party once referring to me as 'the perfect trophy wife'. The attention made my aerobics classes worth the effort, it made me feel proud of the way I looked. Even our kids Becky, 15, and Ben, 16, did not give us any problems, both being on the Honor Roll year after year. Sure Becky would occasionally run up the cell phone bill, what teenage girl didn't, and Ben would skip a class here and there but for the most part they never caused any problems. I miss attending the plays and sporting events I used to attend but I can understand why the kids do not want me there now, they are ashamed of me and how could you blame them? Now that I have told you how perfect my life was before let me explain what happened to ruin all of it and hopefully some one will read it and think about the consequences of their actions.... "I am so sorry honey but there is nothing I can do about it, it is today or never. I will not get another chance to meet him again, he is only in the states once every five years and I was lucky enough to get a meeting with him, I have to go." My husband explained to me as he started to pack some clothes. "I wish the timing was different, you know you will miss the company picnic planned for this weekend." I answered not wanting to make him feel bad. "Could you go to the picnic and give them my apologies? Let them all know how much I appreciate all their hard work." He said as he was closing the last suitcase. "Sally said that she would bring you there so you won't have to go alone." "I would much rather go with you but if it can not be helped what other choice do I have? I am not mad just disappointed." I was looking forward to spending the day with him. "You are a doll, thank you for understanding, I will make it up to you, I promise." Kissing me he took his bags to the car and was off. The whole situation was worse since I craved to get him in bed for a passionate love making session after the picnic. We arranged it so the kids would be gone that weekend leaving us alone for the first time in quite a while. The lingerie I bought for the weekend would have to wait until he got back. With the kids off to their activities I dressed and waited for Sally to pick me up. I chose a simple sun dress which buttoned down the front top to bottom to wear hoping to remain cool in the hot afternoon sun. Only the top two buttons and one of the lower buttons were undone wanting to look conservative for the party. The dress ended about an inch or two above the knees so I did not think it looked too bad. The open-toed sandals I wore were intended to make walking through the grass easy on my feet. To this day I will never understand why but I wore the lace panty and bra set I bought to entice my husband with under the dress, justifying it by thinking they would be cooler. About seventy-five people were already in the backyard of one of my husbands top executives houses when we arrived. Sally and I mingled throughout the guests, with me expressing my husband's apologies for not being there and his gratitude for their hard labor for about thirty minutes before she ran into her boyfriend. Sally and her boyfriend left to continue talking with other people and I made my way to the buffet table to grab something to eat. I should tell you that one of the guests caught my attention immediately, the way he looked at me was leaving me with a feeling that I was just a piece of meat. The way he boldly stared at me, lustfully looking up and down my entire body was erotic. With all of the young ladies at this picnic why did he choose me to stare at? I was at least twice his age. The attention I was receiving from this man half my age was putting my brain in sensory overload, feeling surfaced that I have not had in quite a while. The three aerobics classes I attended each week were finally paying off as evidenced by his lust filled stares. My instructors told me that I looked a lot closer to twenty years old than my actual age of thirty-six, but I thought they were just saying that to keep me motivated, it appears they were not. Every time I looked around I saw him looking my way which frightened and excited me at the same time, I did not know what to think. No one has paid this much attention to me since my husband and I started dating over twenty years ago and it was filling me with pride, I loved it. "That is one hot body you have lady. Show me more of those luscious thighs," he whispered in my ear before vanishing back into the crowd. I never got a chance to see his face but I knew immediately who it was. The gall of the young man turned me on more than I thought it would. I found my hands reaching under the table unbuttoning two more of the bottom buttons, hoping no one would notice. "Damn I was right, you have got hot legs." "I love it when you show off for me babe, keep it up." "I want you so bad right now honey." Were only a few of the compliments this hot young stud whispered in my ear as the afternoon wore on and for some reason I was delighted that I could please him, the compliments, however crude they were, caused me to get very horny. I never did a chance to answer any of the compliments as he was gone as quick as he said them but by my actions he knew the effect they were having, my hard nipples a dead giveaway. "I know this is bad but I was wondering if you would be able to get some one else to take you home?" Sally asked me. "I want to go out with my boyfriend." "I understand and I can easily fend for myself so just go enjoy and do not worry about me." I assured her and with that she was gone leaving me free to enjoy myself. Over the next hour or so as I continued to rotate around the guests I noticed his eyes on me when ever I saw him, a gleam in his eye that told me he was pleased. His reaction only egged me on and I made sure to give him a good look every chance I had. I know the feelings that were coming over me were dangerous so in order to cool off I went for walk down a deserted path through the woods, big mistake. He was upon me before I got a chance to notice, coming up behind me, pressing his hard-on firmly against my ass. "Do you feel what your hot body is doing to me? I want you more than I have wanted anyone before." I know at this point I should have made some sort of move to deter his advances but the tingling that I was feeling in my pussy now could not be denied. I found myself emitting a moan that could only be interpreted as desire. "I know you want me too, your nipples are giving you away, so hard and sexy looking I want to suck and play with them." He reached around to caress my tits. "Umm!" I melted into his strong body, wiggling my ass on his hard-on. "My car is parked just down the street, it is the blue Chevelle. I want you to be in it thirty minutes from now, do you understand me?" he said as his hands continued to stroke my body, invoking more moans. "Okay," was all I could say, my emotions overloaded. As fast as he was upon me he was gone, on his way back to the picnic. I regained my composure and made my way to his car, so engrossed by my desire that I did not say good-bye to any one. "You liked showing off your hot body for me didn't you?" he asked as I sat in the car next to him. "Umm..." I was speechless not knowing what to say, he was right. "And what a body it is, quite amazing," as his hand now rested on my bare thigh. I sat motionless, unable to move, doing nothing to stop or impede his advances, I could not resist. It took all of my control not to squirm under the invading hand that was now dangerously close to my wet pussy. To my disappointment his hand stopped short of my pussy, leaving my thigh to start the car. It was so amazing to me the way this young man found it hard to keep his eyes on the road over the short drive, my legs definitely proved to be distracting. The sexual tension in the air could have been cut with a knife as both of us were obviously turned on. A short while later we stopped in a remote section of the park where he got out and went to lean on a nearby picnic table, not saying a word to me. He waited there for me to get out of the car just as he knew I would. I walked over, stood in front of him, watching him undress me with his eyes, not knowing what to expect. I was unexpectedly showing off for him, hoping that I could please him, proving to myself that I still had it. "You look so damn sexy! I bet your pussy is wet, you love this don't you?" he asked as he smugly leaned against the table. "Umm yes I love it," I said too quickly, revealing my submissiveness to him. The thrill of standing in this park, albeit in a remote location, overwhelmed me, feeling so naughty and scared, posing for the young stud in front of me. The way he lustfully looked at me, a bulge already formed in his pants, made me want to please him any way I could right now. The aggressive way he was talking to me turned me on beyond belief, I could not believe how hot and horny I was getting. "Get down on your knees and suck my cock! After all you are the one who has made it so hard, displaying that oh so hot body of yours," he commanded. Without a seconds hesitation I went to my knees, fishing out his cock I swallowed it whole, sucking it vigorously. I loved the feeling as his cock filled my mouth over and over again. I was bound and determined to please him, putting forth my best effort. His comments; "Damn that feels so good bitch!" "Oh yaa just like that!" "You get me so hot you nasty bitch!" drove my desire even further, causing me to give him the wettest, nastiest blow job I had ever given in my life. I alternated sucking his cock with licking it top to bottom, paying attention to his balls too, taking them both in my mouth and tonguing them. I used my tongue to spread the pre-cum all over his now glistening cock, licking every where. I was eagerly doing my task when he removed his cock from my mouth, leaving me with an empty feeling. Unceremoniously he pulled me up, flipped me over the picnic table and what could only be described as 'fucked the shit out of me'. The pounding of my pussy combined with the barrage of insults fueled my passion even further, as a euphoric feeling overtook my body like nothing I had experienced before. I could not believe the pure animalistic lust that emitted from this young man. There was nothing passionate about the way he was taking me; he was fucking me, not making love to me. This was so new and exciting for me that I had multiple orgasms which hardly ever happened with my ex-husband. It was so erotic to relinquish control to this young man, letting his lust drive the action. Seeing the crazy lust this man had for my body made me so pleased with myself. I felt the loads of cum that seemed to go on forever coating my whole back. A real sense of pride ran through my mind as I knew I satisfied this hot young stud, the amount of cum was enormous. A blissful feeling ran all over me as I lay exhausted on this picnic table. What happened next caught me totally off guard. After he finished shooting his load all over my back, yes he was nice enough to pull out first, he wiped off his cock on my ass and went back to the car leaving me draped on the table. It was about five minutes before I was able to regain my senses enough to straighten my dress and get in the car. I made the short walk somehow on legs that were so wobbly. "Thank-you, that was so hot," was all he said when I sat down in the car. The ride home was filled with silence, neither of us saying a word. We pulled into my driveway after a long fifteen minute ride. He handed me a business card with his cell phone number when I was getting out of he car, directing me to call him Monday morning at 10 am. I cried myself to sleep that night, my emotions driving me crazy, on one hand I had never felt so sexually satisfied, but on the other I knew how wrong it was. I finally convinced myself that I would break it off when I spoke to him Monday thus allowing the much needed sleep to come. Sally's visit the next afternoon left me both humiliated and ashamed of my behavior. The video on her cell phone clearly showed my eagerness as I sucked my stud off in the park. Apparently after she and her date grabbed a bite to eat they took a shortcut through the park where she spotted my car. She snuck up and the video showed what she witnessed. To make a long story short Sally agreed not to say anything to my husband and I promised that it would never happen again, neither of us wanted to hurt my husband. It would have been great if I stopped seeing him after the first time, as Sally told me I should do, but unfortunately that did not happen. I know now that the incident could have been forgiven by my husband if I had only quit then, but by continuing on I screwed even that chance up. After talking with Sally I was determined to never see him again and I maybe could have done it if I just called him and did not agree to meet. The emotions that this young man invoked were clearly having an effect on me when I made the call Monday morning. I was physically shaking as I pushed the digits on my phone. The only reason I called was that I figured that it would be only proper for me to inform him that nothing else was ever going to happen between us two. I had rehearsed what I was going to say over and over in my head, trying to determine and counter anything he would say. All my practice went out the window when I heard his voice on the phone, all of the emotions came rushing back, and I wanted to feel him inside me again, ravishing me like he did the other day. As hard as I tried to break it off on the phone I could not do it. I caved in easily and agreed to meet him in the park so I could tell him to his face, his argument being that 'I owe him at least that much'. When I arrived at the park and found him sitting on the same picnic table that he had ravished me on, I started to quiver all over as my body recalled the feelings. "Can you stand there and tell me truthfully that you do not want me to fuck you again? Just look at how your body betrays you, your nipples are so hard and I bet your pussy is wet too." He started off. "I...I...can...not..." I tried to recite the words I had rehearsed in my mind over and over again but the domineering way he talked to me made it impossible and he knew it. He reached out and grabbed my hand, moving it to cover his hard-on. "You can feel that I want you again, you are so hot and sexy." He knew all the right buttons to push, along with all the right places as he pulled me to his body, his lips locking with mine. It felt so good when he man handled my tits while exploring my mouth with his tongue, he knew the reaction he would get and he got it. The hand caressing my ass was pulling my pussy firmly against the cock that was so hard now and it felt good, I wanted it in me again. Once again I found myself being ravaged in this park by a stud half my age and I can tell you I loved every minute of it. A total and complete horniness took over as I melted into a sexual bliss, unaware and uncaring as to where we were. Unfortunately for me Sally was a witness to this event also. When she arrived at the aerobics class and found me absent she went exploring. Returning to the park she again caught me in a compromising position on my knees in front of my young stud eagerly sucking away like a whore in heat. Out came her camera phone and once again the action was recorded. Afterwards she said that she went to the park to make sure I was not in trouble and what she saw was me being a willing slut for my stud, the video proved that. I put forth all my effort to ensure that my husband was satisfied completely over the next two weeks, the guilt running rampant through my mind. I was happy when my husband made love to me but I never did reach the sexual peak I achieved with my lover, I missed that. It was two weeks later when my lover contacted me telling me to meet him in the park. Do you think I could refuse? No I went there just like my lover wanted and I know he loved the control he had over me. All he had to do was snap his fingers to get me naked on my knees worshipping him, pleasing him in every way possible, he could tell how much I loved it too. To her credit Sally did not show my husband the video of my first two interactions but after the third she felt she had no choice. It was after the third tryst that Sally finally went to my husband to break the news. I can not blame Sally for showing my husband the videos; after all, I was the one in the wrong here. I understand that she tried to warn me first and only wanted to save my marriage, hoping that if I stopped my bad behavior now we just might be able to save it, and she was probably right but I could not stay away from the sexual adventures I was having, I felt more alive than I have in a long time. How I Ruined My Perfect Marriage Ch. 01 I have to give my husband a lot of credit for allowing me the chance to come clean about the affair but I missed the boat completely, keeping my little secret to myself. It was four months and three more adventures later when he finally said something to try and clue me in that he knew. "Sally says you missed your aerobics class this morning, is everything all right?" my husband asked one night upon returning from work. "I was feeling a little queasy so I took a nap instead. I feel much better now," I lied through my teeth hoping he would not notice. I realize now that the question was asked in order to give a chance to confess to my affair, but stupidly I did not bite, keeping what I thought was my secret to myself. Our love making session that night was filled with all of the passion and more than I was expecting with my husband. I know I did as much as I could to make it as pleasurable as I could for him thinking that if I could keep him happy my affair did not matter. Out of the blue my husband notified me that he had set up a little adventure for us, he planned a weekend for us to get away alone. I was surprised and a little confused, we have not been alone for a long time but he normally included me in the plans, this time he said nothing to me. I was still unaware that he knew all about my affair, but soon would find out how wrong I was. It saddens me too much to continue right now so if you want to read about 'what it could have been' you will have to read chapter two, coming to this site soon. How I Ruined My Perfect Marriage Ch. 02 This is part two of my story written as part of my therapy on the road to recovery, so if you have not read part one I suggest starting there. In this part of the story I will describe what I could have had if I trusted my husband enough to talk to him, I was so stupid. This part starts out as my husband and I were off to have a special weekend, a weekend he didn't tell me about. "I am sure you will enjoy the adventure I have planned. Put on something sexy before you drop off the kids this afternoon, I will be waiting when you get back," was all he told me about the weekend he planned before he left for work Friday morning. I was nervous all day, not knowing what to expect. When I dressed for the trip I ironically chose to wear the same sundress and sandals that I wore for the company picnic and once again I donned the lace lingerie. When I returned from dropping off the kids I found my husband in the driveway waiting for me. I parked and locked the car before walking sexily over to him, hoping to illicit a hot time. "Damn honey! You look good enough to eat," pulling me against his body as he planted a big kiss on my lips. A certain glow crossed my face at the compliment, however crude, coming from my usually mild-mannered husband. "You should show off more of your hot body," he unbuttoned the top three buttons, revealing the lace bra. "There that looks much better, you've got great tits." I was taken aback by the change in his language but not enough not to enjoy the compliments. Surprisingly my pussy started to get wet, I loved the sudden change. He opened the door allowing me to sit down in the car, "Umm these thighs look so delicious," he said as he was once again undoing buttons, this time starting at the bottom of the dress. After three bottom buttons were free he moved the dress to either side of my thighs, "This will prove a delightful distraction during the ride." He moved away and got in his side of the car, taking a long look at my over-exposed thighs. "I do not think I have told you how much you turn me on lately so I thought we could go away so I can make up for it," he said as we pulled out of the driveway. "You have got one hell of a body!" "Thank-you but you are the reason for that, you pay for the aerobics classes that allow me to stay this way." He sort of giggled and we continued on, his eyes constantly diverted to my legs and my lace bra peeking through the unbuttoned dress. "Do you enjoy it when we make love?" he asked a little bit later. "That's a funny question, of course I enjoy making love to you," I replied. "I do too honey but isn't it getting kind of mundane? I know I would like to spice it up a bit," he asked next, "wouldn't you?" "You know as well as I do that it would be too hard to accomplish since the kids are always around." I countered. "That is the reason for this trip, no kids to worry about," smiling evilly as he spoke. "The kids are not home, why not just stay there and play?" I inquired. "I want to live out a fantasy and the location plays a big part in it," he said not revealing just what the fantasy was. "Would you like to help me?" "I guess that would depend on what you had in mind," not wanting to be pimped out for his enjoyment, "but I would do most anything for you." We pulled into a remote location where a worn out trailer stood, complete with the duct tape holding in a couple of screens. So much was going through my mind; 'What is this all about?', 'Why the sudden change in my husband?', 'Oh no does he know about my affair?' I was really starting to get nervous now. "What exactly is your fantasy, being poor?" I asked half jokingly. We got out of the car and were standing side by side when he answered, "No, no, I want to feel how it is to dominate you, to treat you like a slut for a change," he said knowing already how much it turned me on. "Do you want to be a nasty little slut for me?" he asked as he pressed his body against mine, his hard cock pressed against my ass. "I guess I could do that for you," I tried to hide my excitement but my nipples were already giving it away. His hand was unbuttoning the remaining buttons as he spoke, "Let's see all of this hot body of yours," my dress falling to the ground. "Such slutty lingerie honey," his hands were roaming my body rubbing and groping my tits and ass. "Umm this ass is so firm!" "Umm! Oh my!" I was melting into his body enjoying the sensations his hands were providing. My bra quickly followed my dress to the ground, "These tits are so playful," he twisted the nipples invoking a moan from deep inside me, "and these nipples are so hard. What a body!" He moved away, "Now show me how trailer trash removes her panties!" Determined to put on a good show I turned around giving him a great view of my ass while I rolled the panties down my legs. I left my knees locked knowing the effect it would have on my ass. I spread my feet exposing my wet pussy to him, swaying my ass back and forth as I did. "Holy shit is that ever hot," his hand caressed my ass while I was still bent over causing a shiver to run through my body, "and so wet!" his finger probed my pussy. I smiled delightedly as, "Umm... Umm... Good!" he mumbled while tasting my pussy juices. "You real like being my slut don't you? I have never seen you so wet. Are you enjoying this?" His hands were constantly running from my tits to my pussy, driving me insane with pleasure. "Oh yes I do, I am so hot right now!" I practically screamed from my bent over position. "Get on your knees and suck my cock like you mean it then bitch!" he ordered. There was something totally erotic about being naked, on my knees, in front of my fully dressed husband. I eagerly fished out his hard cock and took it in my mouth, practically choking on it because I was so hot. It felt so good filling my mouth up as I sucked it vigorously, pulling it out to run my tongue from the balls to the tip a couple of times. After about fifteen minutes of intense sucking I felt his cock begin to swell, ready to explode. I took it in to the hilt as load after load shot down my throat until it overflowed, dripping off of my chin and onto my tits. "I bet you want my hard cock in your tight pussy. Tell me!" he said when he was rubbing cum all over my face, slapping my face with his cock a few times as he continued teasing me. "Please fuck me with your cock, take me!" I was so damn horny. "I want to fuck you so bad right now but unfortunately I have some unfinished work I need to do first. Go inside, clean up and wait for me, I will be back later," he ordered. Reaching down he retrieved my dress from the ground and wiped his cock clean using it. All of my clothes were then put into the car, leaving me as naked as the day I was born. Thinking back he gave me a clue as to knowing about my affair and I never noticed, but when my dress was on the ground he was stomping it with his feet, ruining it. I should have known then that Sally had at least shown him pictures of that first day. "What the hell are you talking about, unfinished business? I thought you planned this trip?" I retorted. "Can't you fuck me first, finish your business after?" I whined, so ready to be fucked. "I told you to go inside and wait for me trailer trash! I will be back later!" he retorted. When I asked him about my clothes he informed me, "Trailer trash bitches don't need clothes, now get inside!" "I can't stay here alone without any clothes!" I was really nervous now but excited too. "You not only can but you will stay here," he said in a demanding voice I had not heard him utter before. "I said I will be back!" I had never seen this side of him before and I loved it. I walked as seductively as I could when I went into the trailer hoping to change his mind, but to no avail. I turned around as soon as I was through the door and watched when he pulled away. The only things I found in the trailer were a bottle of wine and a TV dinner. Luckily there was a TV and a DVD player there otherwise I would have had nothing to do. If you think there is nothing to watch on cable TV you should try going without it, this place was cable-free. I fixed the dinner, ate and then sat down on the couch to drink the wine. As bored as I was the bottle did not last long and shortly after I finished it I was asleep on the couch. It was some time later when I opened my eyes suddenly, feeling something touch my lips. When I could focus I saw my husbands cock right in front of me. Instinctively I opened my mouth to let him enter me, my eager tongue lashing out to retrieve the pre-cum from the tip. He started a slow fucking motion, in and out going in a little further each time finally choking me. "This is what you wanted huh bitch?" he continued his invasion. "My horny little trailer trash is hot!" "Umm...this is so good! You know you make me hot honey!" determined to play my part. "I can see that," his fingers invading my pussy, "you are so wet!" I was squirming so much I almost fell off of the couch. "You ready to get fucked slut?" "YES!!! Stick that hard cock of yours in me!" I shouted, more than ready. "Okay but it's going to be my way, is that alright?" "YES! Any way you like, just fuck me please!" I was so horny. "Kneel here at the end of this table." I knelt at the end of the table and he pushed on my back, forcing me to lay down face first on it. "Damn you have got a beautiful ass!" his hand stroked it lovingly. "What are you doing?" I felt my hands being pulled down and then being tied to the table legs. "It will be more thrilling if you can't move, trust me," as he finished tying my hands and moved back behind me, "You are going to love it!" He then tied each of my knees to the legs, forcing them to spread wide. "Holy shit your pussy is dripping! Do you like being tied up?" "It is pretty exciting, I have to admit that. Umm, that feels so good!" as his cock was rubbing my pussy lips, lubricating it with my juices. The moans I was emitting were replaced with a shriek when I felt his cock enter my ass. I never imagined how sensitive my ass was until now. The initial pain was shortly followed by an unbelievable pleasing sensation; it felt so good but yet so dirty. "Damn that feels so good! Fuck my ass!" as I was pushing back as much as my confines would let me. "You nasty slut, your ass is tight, it feels so good!" while he continued fucking me, his balls slamming against my ass. "Tell me you like it bitch! Tell me you want more!" he said as he removed his cock from my ass. "Tell me where you want it slut!" "Put it in my ass! Fill my dirty ass with your hard cock! Fuck my ass!" I cried still pushing back with all my effort. "You nasty little slut!" he started pounding my ass again. My orgasm hit at the same time he was filling my ass with all of his cum. "Umm!!!!!!" I let loose, squirming all over, my pussy on fire. I could feel cum dripping down my thighs when he got up to sit on the couch. "I told you the slut would like it in the ass didn't I?" I heard a familiar voice say. I was mortified, had Sally watched him take my anal virginity? "You were right, she loved it, even begged for it," my husband responded. "Damn, make the bitch clean your cock, that's nasty!" Sally said as she sat down. After spreading cum all over my face with his cock he told me, "Clean me up bitch!" As I licked and sucked his cock and balls clean he told Sally to put the DVD in and get it ready. He returned to sit on the couch next to Sally. She gave him a great big kiss, "That was hot, thank you for letting me watch." "You deserved that and more, after all you said you tried to warn her." That's when it hit me like a ton of bricks, he knows! "Do you remember this?" as the first picture that showed on the TV screen was me on my knees in the park sucking off one of his co-workers. I cringed inside as I realized that I was in a lot of trouble, "Sally said she showed you this picture and you promised to break it off." "Yes that's true, she did," what good would it have done to lie at this point, I was caught red-handed and I knew it. "So much for your promise huh?" the next picture was one I had not seen before but I knew when it was taken; the very day after she came to warn me. The tears started to flow from my eyes, "I am so sorry." I meekly replied. "You know the stupid thing about it? I could have forgiven the first two times if you only talked to me. I do take some blame for not saying anything to you but I did not act on my impulses." A few more pictures of the first two times flashed across the screen, each with me in a compromising position, letting my lover ravage me. "I know and it was stupid of me not to talk to you but I thought you would think I was some sort of freak or something." I tried to explain. "Have I ever denied you any thing before?" "No," the tears continued. "Even after Sally came to me with the pictures after your fourth indiscretion I waited for you to come clean, but you had to keep going back for more didn't you?" The pictures going across the screen showed me that Sally witnessed me each time. "I know what you are thinking but it is not true, I have not been intimate with Sally yet, I take my vows a little more serious than you do." I knew my husband had already replaced me. "Funny thing is your stud helped me reach my final decision, he could not keep his mouth shut. I was in the bathroom at work when I overheard him telling someone about his affair with you, bragging about it. I don't think he realized what would happen." "You did not hurt him did you? It wasn't his fault, I practically threw myself at him," I said through the tears. "Oh no nothing like that, we did not even fire him, he quit. I guess he didn't like being ignored; no one talked to or helped him after they heard. Actually he had to leave the city, no one would hire him." "Oh shit what have I done?" I hung my head. "It gets worse; I had to pull the kids out of school as it seems the rumor is spreading there making it too hard for them to concentrate. Sally and I will be home schooling them until it blows over, at least to the end of this year any way." I knew then how stupid and wrong my affair was, so totally appalled by my own actions knowing that it could have been this good with my own husband if we had just took the time to talk. He was able to bring out all of the emotions I was missing that I turned to my young stud to fulfill. And as mad as I was at Sally I can not deny the fact that she tried to warn me, even further proving my stupidity. If I had stopped it after the first time I think my husband and I could have worked my problem out. The TV was turned off and my husband was off to get dressed. Without a word Sally released me from my bounds, allowing me to go into the bedroom to cry, embarrassed to be seen this way in front of her. Sally and my husband used the time to move all of my stuff into the trailer, my new home. About twenty-five minutes later my husband shot a robe down on the bed next to me, "You need to sign some papers for me." He went back out to the kitchen table and waited. I put the robe on and made my way to the kitchen on wobbly legs, barely making it without falling. I felt so much shame and humiliation as I signed the divorce papers through tear filled eyes, as my husband spelled out my future for me. I was not surprised when my husband told me that the kids were involved in the decision as what to do. We wanted our kids to be honest and the best way to do that is by example, always being honest with them. Both kids decided that they only wanted to communicate with me by phone for a while, stating they were embarrassed by my behavior. Do not get me wrong, both kids still loved me but hated what I did to their father and them. On the phone later that night they said that some day they might be able to forgive me but they needed time to sort things out in their heads. I apologized and told them I understand. What else could I ask for? It was my fault that it came to this any way, actually it was more than I expected. Sally and my husband are going out with each other now; both of them helping the kids get through the trauma I imposed on them. I was happy that it was Sally since I already knew how devoted she was to my husband, he deserved that. It has been about eight months since I was moved here and writing this story is another part of my therapy, helping me to fly straight from now on. I still have not gone on a single date; I don't think I am ready for that yet. Last month I was able to see the kids face to face and the tears flowed when we hugged. They are still mad about what happened so we do our best not to bring it up. They have told me how Sally has been instrumental in their recovery and how much they love her for it. That really tugged at my heart strings but I knew I was getting what I deserved. I learned that communication is the most important thing to have if you really want to make a good relationship last. If I talked to my husband before straying I would have found out how good things could still be. He brought out all the emotions I found when I went astray, satisfying all of my urges. I know you are thinking that communication goes both ways but the difference in this case was me acting on the desires before talking to him about them, he never strayed. I hope by exposing how my good marriage went bad it will help some one else from going through the same thing. I can not say it enough, communication is the key.