Female teachers are so flirtatious!

I'm a 25-year-old dance teacher, teaching ballet at a school. Before meeting my husband, I had three boyfriends, and I had sex with all of them. In my teenage years, I frequently experienced the pleasure and sweetness of sex.

Dance school doesn't have many classes. What do I do during the day? I stay home alone after waking up every day. I secretly borrowed some Nordic adult films from my girlfriend. I became obsessed with those muscular men and their relentless male advances. To be honest, since then, I've bought a vibrator and a masturbator, but I hid them well, and he never found out. Adult films, vibrators, masturbators... my ever-increasing lust = infidelity!

My husband is a university professor, teaching statistics. He's not very strict with me. I just need to say "I'm going out for a bit" when I go out. He never asks where I'm going. He trusts me completely. Perhaps in his eyes, a woman who teaches others refined arts wouldn't have anything to do with sex or promiscuity.

Actually, I usually go out with men and women to dance halls. I like dancing and I like going to disco. Temptations and sexual advances were everywhere. Many men would grope me on the dance floor. I turned a blind eye, as long as they didn't touch my sensitive areas, I was fine with it.

But these activities only fueled my inner desires. I was so popular, so many men were willing. Life is so short, life is so full of suffering. Why can't I find my own happiness? The first time I cheated on my husband, it was huge. Really huge. I should say I cheated on him three times in one go.

One Friday night, I lied to him and said a girlfriend was in the hospital and I needed to go visit her. I might not be back until Sunday. My face was burning red after I said that. But he still believed me. He trusted me too much. The moment I closed the door and left, I really regretted it. But my desire was too strong. I knew I needed sex even more. Because at the time, my reasoning was: even if I didn't cheat physically, my heart had already cheated. Why shouldn't I?

That day, I also had my ballet practice clothes and shoes in my bag. I took a taxi to the man's house; it was a large duplex. This man was actually the father of a 12-year-old girl I taught; he was more than ten years older than me. I was instantly excited. When he touched me, I was limp, my heart pounding. I only wanted him to enter me quickly, to possess me immediately.

So, for over 30 hours, except for a six-hour nap, we made love continuously. We tried all sorts of positions, having sex in every imaginable corner of his house, sweating profusely. With each powerful thrust, I experienced the pleasure and thrill of infidelity and sex, reaching orgasm repeatedly. He even made me wear my ballet costume but wouldn't let me wear underwear, making me lie face down on his rocking chair so he could enter me from behind, and we continued making love like that.

I must admit, while having sex with another man, I didn't think about anything except excitement and pleasure. But once it stopped, I would think of my husband alone at home watching TV, and I felt a pang of guilt.

By Sunday afternoon, when the man drove me to my apartment complex, I was exhausted, both physically and mentally. Walking through the door, it was incredibly difficult to face my husband's innocent yet oblivious smile.

He was reading in his study when I entered. He glanced at me, then went back inside. I quickly went back to my room, closed the door, and showered for a full hour! That night, my husband made sexual advances. I didn't refuse. Perhaps I was too ashamed to refuse. I felt more comfortable and excited than usual. Was it because I had been with another man and then with my husband just hours later?

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