1. We're Just Friends!


    Date: 10/9/2018, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Cheating, Domination / Submission, Straight Sex, Straight Sex, Rape, Wife / MILF, Author: BMW0269, Source: sexstories.com

    Just a few days ago, I'd run into a post on Whisper that piqued my interest, and so I decided to send a message. I'd never expected anything to come of it, but what did surprised the hell out of me. The longer the conversation went on, the more it seemed like it might not actually end, and that maybe there was some hope for a new friend here. “How come you're on here looking for friends if you're married? I mean, most married people would rather spend time with their spouse.” She'd sounded so sad when she responded and I couldn't help but feel a little sad too. “Well, it's just... lately my husband's been spending so much time on his video games. I just feel like I'd be bothering him if I interrupted him, you know? Plus with the kids, I just... I feel so trapped in. I wanna feel free again.” The conversations went on over text for days before she finally got a chance to get away and hang out. We went out for a movie at the local theatre, and then decided to head back to her place and snuggle up on the couch for a while. It wasn't too long after we'd curled up together that she fell asleep. She looked so peaceful, so comfortable. I didn't want to disturb her but I really had to pee, so I wiggled my way out and headed to the bathroom. I was on my way back to the couch when I noticed something sticking out from under the door to the hallway closet. I peeked around the corner to make sure she was still asleep, and tried to open the door as quietly as I could. I picked up the ...
    object and was more turned on than surprised. HANDCUFFS! These could come in handy, I thought to myself, as I pocketed them and dug through the rest of the closet for the keys. As soon as I found them, I'd pocketed them and went back to the couch to curl up with Ashleigh. She nuzzled her face into the crook of my arm and I couldn't help but kiss her forehead. She was so beautiful, and I kept wishing that she wasn't married. I knew I was crossing a line just kissing her forehead but I couldn't stop myself if I tried. There were so many mixed emotions and so many thoughts running through my mind that I decided to get back up and go out on the balcony for a smoke. She'd woken up just a few minutes later, and found me sitting alone out on her balcony. “Heyyyyy, what's up? Why do you look so sad?” I didn't even realize until then just how my face looked and I tried to play it off, hoping she'd leave it alone. “It's nothing. I was just thinking, that's all.” She didn't drop it though, and tried to pry even further. “Come on. Tell me. It's okay.” No, it's not okay, I thought to myself. None of this is okay. You're married. I shouldn't be feeling like this, but I do, and it hurts because I can't do anything at all about it. “It's nothing... I'm just... a little confused about some things. Gotta sit and think them out, ya know?” She finally stopped prying and wrapped her arms around me, letting her head rest on my shoulder. “I worry about you sometimes. You scare me when you get all quiet ...
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