Excitement Like on a First Date

Like any other woman, I like to receive kind words, to feel loved and appreciated by my husband. The tensions that have existed between us for over 20 years have cooled our relationship considerably. We can barely stand each other. However, I longed to feel a man next to me, to kiss me, to hold me… to feel the warmth of his naked body next to mine. For a long time, it was hard for me to accept that I could be attracted to another man, other than my husband, as he was the only man who ever touched me.

Conjuncture made me meet a man a little younger than me. As well as being wellspoken to, I felt I could share my problems with him and have a shoulder to cry on; to vent on. It was a special connection. Something in me made me trust this man whom I had never met before. We talked for a while. I needed an emotional reassurance that I could trust him. I was attracted to the idea of having an extramarital relationship with this man from the moment he subtly launched this proposal.

As he was a more direct man, it made it easy for him to charm me. Although I liked him as a man and wanted to get to know him intimately, I was apprehensive at the thought that I might get stuck in those intimate moments and embarrass myself. In the end, I made it my goal to trust this man completely.

I didn’t have any meeting options, so the most suitable one was at my workplace, where I had full access. One Saturday, we agreed together that it would be the day he would be the second man in my life. Needless to mention how nervous I was from the early hours of the morning, all day, I was thinking about the moments that would follow after the working hours. I did my best to pay attention at work, but my thoughts were only on him.

When the appointed time came, my heart was pounding, my emotions overwhelming me. Although I was smiling outwardly, it was a smile laden with very big emotions. I relied on him to take the initiative, leaving me in his hands, as he always told me. After a few pleasantries, we walked to a less well-lit area in a more intimate setting. I was very attracted to his confidence. He had a calm, relaxed air, which inevitably led to an embrace with a long, passionate kiss. His hands didn’t stay still; they roamed over and over my body.

I loved it when he grabbed my buttocks and began to squeeze me gently, as well as the way he put his palms on my breasts, and the way he squeezed them gently. I was nervous as hell, hoping I could handle it. I wanted more, not just a few hugs and kisses. The fact that he wasn’t in a hurry was perhaps part of a plan designed to help me in that extremely tense situation. It was clear to me, if I didn’t get over this moment now, with this man who had earned my trust, there would never be another good time.

He stripped me of my blouse, leaving me in my bra, and my breasts quickly came out. It didn’t take long, and he was gorging on them. I don’t think I’ve ever felt that passionate sensation I felt when he started playing with my breasts, sucking my nipples lustfully, erotically. The pants followed. He undid my buttons, and his hand made its way through my panties… aah… that was when a finger went deep inside me, making me exclaim in pleasure.

A second followed, simulating vaginal penetration as we kissed. Lips pressed, and we had a special play with our tongues. He unzipped his pants and pulled his penis out. I was just as nervous; I knew what I was going to do the moment he put his hand on my shoulders and indicated to let me down. Theoretically, I had seen in movies how it was done, but practically, I had never done anything like this. I looked him in the eye for a moment, then turned my head away in shame.

I grabbed his penis with one hand. First, I kissed his balls, licked them. With my mouth, I grabbed one of his testicles. I got up the courage, opened my mouth and took it. It was the first time a man’s penis was in my mouth. We started energetically. I don’t know why, but I was feeling excellent, perhaps because I felt this man deserved this effort on my part, I tried to live up to his expectations, although I didn’t tell him I’d never performed oral sex.

He was entering my mouth more and more. I moved my head vigorously; he moved his body back and forth. My eyes were closed, and I didn’t even realise I had almost all of his cock in my mouth. The tip was bumping against the roof of my mouth. Sometimes he’d press harder on my head to get more in, but I couldn’t. He stripped completely naked, and then it was my turn. After a few kisses and hugs, he put on the condom. … . …

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