My experience of cheating on my husband late at night

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My husband and I are both abroad. We were classmates in college, started living together in our junior year, and got married after graduation. Our relationship has always been great, but our sex life...
When we first started living together, we made love almost every day and night. Once, we stayed in bed naked for two days and two nights, and when we were hungry, we drank his semen...
Later, the frequency decreased. In the first year of our marriage, we had sex about twice a week. Now, in our third year of marriage, although we're only 26, we only have sex about once a month. My husband spends all his time on online games...
The first time he almost cheated was actually at his instigation. He had a small account in the game where he pretended to be a girl and asked other players for equipment and in-game currency. Later, he really wanted someone's equipment, but that person said he had to video chat before giving it to him. To avoid being exposed, my husband made me add that person on QQ so we could video chat. At first, I disagreed, but my husband kept pestering me, so I agreed.
The video chat was simple. The person on the other end was an older man who owned an internet cafe in China. He kept complimenting me, saying, "Wow, there really are beautiful women playing this game." I said, "Yes." Then he readily gave my husband the equipment. A little while later, he told my husband in the game that he had even better equipment and asked if he wanted it. My husband, of course, did, and then he asked for a video call, so we video-chatted again. This time, he said he had a small request: he wanted to see my breasts. I was immediately annoyed and wanted to turn off the video call, but my husband made a pleading gesture from behind the computer and mouthed, "Just for a moment."
I was angry with my husband for neglecting his wife for the sake of the game. In a fit of pique, I pulled down my clothes. Since I was at home and not wearing a bra, one of my white breasts popped out. The person on the other end of the screen shouted excitedly, and my husband looked surprised. He quickly gestured for me to cover myself up. Later, he told me that he thought I was wearing a bra, which was why he made me show my breasts to that person. But I was still angry with him, and I let that person have their fill of eye candy before I finally straightened my clothes.
Actually, I felt a little excited too, because I had never shown my body to another man before, so my nipples involuntarily hardened. The guy on the other end was still yelling, "Beautiful lady, you're so horny, your nipples are hard!" Then he stood up and pulled his penis out of his pants. It was very thick and long. I was terrified and quickly closed the video window.
My husband was behind the computer and didn't see the guy pull out his penis, but he was still a little angry. However, he was the one who made me undress, so he couldn't say anything. That night, he made love to me fiercely all night long, and I had a long-awaited orgasm... But during sex, I couldn't help but compare the guy's penis to my husband's.
Later, my husband made me delete the guy's QQ, but not long after, I received a QQ email from him with photos of him masturbating. He said that he couldn't help but masturbate thinking about me these past few days, and then he talked a lot about his sexual fantasies in the email, imagining making love to me in various ways. His writing was good, and I was unconsciously infected by him. Then, looking at the big penis in his photos, I actually had the urge to masturbate as well (my husband was still playing games at this time). But I still decisively deleted his emails and had no further contact with him. That night, I masturbated…
Although that incident was over, I still felt uneasy, which led to my first real affair. At that time, my husband was visiting relatives in China. A couple of our friends had just had a baby and invited us to their one-month celebration. Since my husband wasn't there, I went alone. The baby was adorable, and I was very happy. That night, I had a few too many drinks and felt a little dizzy. The male host of my friend's house drove me home. When we arrived at the door, I told him to go back, but he insisted on seeing me inside. I thought he meant well, but as soon as I entered, he suddenly closed the door and hugged me from the front. His hands pulled up my long skirt and placed his burning hot palms on my buttocks. Because I was only wearing a thong that day, his hands directly grabbed my buttocks and kneaded them hard.
I struggled and said no, my attitude was firm, but unexpectedly he suddenly knelt in front of me and complained that his wife had been pregnant for 10 months and he hadn't had sex, and now he just couldn't hold back anymore. We're usually so close, and my husband wasn't home, so he wanted me to help him. I hesitated for a moment, and he took the opportunity to pull down my long skirt, and then, through my thong, kneeling down, pressed his mouth against my mons pubis.
In my memory, the only person who had ever given me oral sex was my best friend from high school. We were just playing around, and she taught me how to masturbate, and then she used her mouth on me once. My husband never gave me oral sex again, so when his nimble tongue glided across my genitals, I almost lost my balance, letting him pull down my wet thong. Then, when his tongue found my clitoris and began to lick it, I felt dizzy and had an orgasm…
He asked me if I liked it, and I nodded. Then he lay down on the living room carpet, making me kneel naked on his face while he gave me oral sex. His tongue was very agile, skillfully stimulating my clitoris and accurately finding the sensitive spots inside my vagina. I can't even remember how many times he brought me to orgasm. Later, as a reward, we made love on the living room sofa, which was where my husband usually played games.
He was very strong and somewhat rough, constantly sucking and biting my nipples, making them swollen and painful for the next few days. His penetration was powerful, and I cried out in pleasure. Actually, I was just as thirsty as he was…
This was the first time, and actually, this was the only time with him, because we both have families. Later, my husband came back, and we visited our friends again. My husband's eyes were glued to his friend's wife breastfeeding, and I pinched him hard. But that made me feel a little better; otherwise, I still felt guilty towards him.
However, after experiencing that kind of sweetness, I became even more itchy, which led to what happened later, and that's why I have the ID "色中色" (meaning "colorful").
It's late, I'm going to sleep now. My idiot husband is still playing games, sigh… >___<
After the first affair, I was actually quite nervous, afraid my husband would find out, or my friends would find out. I lived in fear for a while, but nothing happened. The guy who had the baby was busy taking care of his wife and changing diapers, so we didn't get together again.
Only occasionally, when he calls to check on me, he'll quietly tell me that our time together was the most enjoyable and unforgettable sex of his life. Actually, I think it's good to have some memories.
The second affair was also a blur. There was a senior Chinese colleague at the company, several levels above me, around forty-five or forty-six years old. Although he wasn't my direct supervisor, he had always taken good care of me. Later, the company was affected by the economic crisis and had to lay off staff, so he was laid off. He was a very good person, and I always liked him (the kind of liking that comes from respect). He was also very hardworking. Because of his busy work schedule, he rented a small apartment near the company. His wife and two children, who were in school, lived in a good school district in the suburbs, so he probably only went home once a week. I've been to his home; it's a large and beautiful house, but his rented apartment was quite cramped. He was a loving family man.
He was naturally upset about being laid off, so after work, I went with him to a bar to chat. We drank for a while, and he drank a lot and got drunk. I helped him home, settled him on the sofa, and then, as if to say goodbye, he started crying like a child. He said he was under a lot of pressure because his wife didn't work, they had a mortgage, and their two children were still in school. Now, he suddenly had no job.
Seeing him so upset, I sat down beside him to comfort him. He buried his face in my chest and sobbed. I've always respected and admired him, but seeing him like this made me sad too. I cupped his head in my hands and stroked his hair to comfort him.
That day I was only wearing a shirt, and my bra was very thin. His warm breath tickled my breasts, and my nipples became erect, pressing against his face. He sensed this and kept rubbing his face against my nipples through my clothes. I tried to pull away, but I couldn't. Eventually, he simply opened his mouth and took my nipple into his mouth through my clothes. I said, "No, it'll get my clothes dirty."
He reached out to unbutton my clothes. I felt conflicted; he was already so pitiful, and I didn't want to hurt him further, so I obediently let him take off my clothes and bra. He buried his head in my breasts, kissing my nipples. At first, I found it quite comical—an older man, not much younger than my father, lying in my arms, sucking on my nipples. But his constant sucking quickly aroused me. I was too shy to take the initiative, so I just held his head, trying to maintain my composure.
But eventually, I couldn't resist and started breathing heavily. He tentatively slipped his hand under my skirt, and I didn't resist. He stroked my thighs through my stockings, and I quickly became very wet. I even said to him, "Hurry up!" After saying that, I felt a little embarrassed.
But he still teased me slowly and skillfully. His hands were large, strong, and powerful. He quickly and rhythmically rubbed my private parts through my stockings and panties, his thumb constantly rubbing my clitoris. I quickly came to orgasm...
He flipped me over and made me lie face down on the sofa with my buttocks raised. He pulled my skirt up to my waist, tore my stockings, pulled my panties aside, and then inserted his penis. His hands gripped my buttocks firmly, and he thrust his hips hard without saying a word. But when he was about to ejaculate, he pulled his penis out and ejaculated on my stockings, not inside. He was a very responsible person...
I left after he fell asleep. I was a little uneasy when I got home. Although I took a quick shower before leaving, I was still worried that my husband would find out that my stockings were missing (I left them at his house because I couldn't wear them anymore). But my husband was excitedly playing Assassin's Creed. I sighed and went to take a shower.
Later, this senior colleague found an even better company and got a promotion. He was very grateful to me, saying that I had given him hope and help when he was depressed. He warmly invited my husband and me to go on vacation with them; he had rented a vacation villa by the sea.
Then…
on the second floor of the vacation villa, I leaned against the window, watching my husband, the senior colleague's wife, and their two children excitedly playing in the water on the distant beach. Behind me, just like that day, the senior colleague grabbed my naked buttocks with his strong hands…

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