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The following story is completely fictional including (50m, 50f, 28m, 40f) (cheating) (tricked sex) (light bdsm)

Our sex life has all the time been wonderful, sensual, amazing & erotic for the 30 years we have been together. Even though we’re 50 years old we still have outstanding sex as well as making love frequently. At least 4 times a week depending on how we feel. But we never miss making love because we believe that’s what helps a marriage survive & keep us close.

Nowadays that’s a rarity. I’ve read too many stories about dead bedrooms or infidelity & even including other people into their sex lives to “spice” things up far too often. I all the time said there was no way that could be us. Our dating life & all through our marriage we have had incredible sex from the begin.

I’m Stacy & my husband is Eric. Our kids are off to school & we’re now empty nesters. Finding it odd being alone after all these years & having to be quiet during sex & strictly kept to our bedroom behind a locked door it was time to explore our home during sex. Not be limited to our bedroom any longer or forced to endure amazing orgasms quietly. I remember before kids I couldn’t keep my moans of please quiet. Eric would quietly force his grunting to a minimum during orgasms but I knew it was hard for him as well as for me. So our empty nest gave us the opportunity to “spice” up our sex life as if we were new lovers alone to explore even more than ever. I knew our sex would be better but I had absolutely no idea exactly how much better it would actually be. Nor did I ever expect in a million years someone else with us during sex. As I tell our story you’ll figure out why I entitled it “what the hell am I doing?”

Let me say even though Eric & I had a couple of lovers before we met neither of us were promiscuous. We knew what sex was like w someone else but since we met neither of us wanted anyone else. I won’t talk about Eric’s size or how it compared to others etc. I just don’t think that detail really matters. It was truly great. That’s why I was completely caught off guard when one day during sex Eric asked “have you ever thought of fucking someone else while we have sex?”

Completely stunned I asked “what the hell do you mean Eric? Do you want me to fuck someone else? Have you gone off the deep end & lost your mind? We’ve always said we’d never become like those other couples who need to fuck others just because their sex is boring &”. Eric cut me off because he knew I was angry. He began to say something but I quickly got off of him & put on my clothes & went downstairs because I was so angry I didn’t want to say anything I’d regret.

He followed me down & told me he didn’t mean anything & he would never want me w another man. He pleaded w me to hear him out before we got into a gigantic argument. He explained he was just curious if I had wondered of others because he was the only man I’d been w since before we met. I hadn’t been in a relationship in over a year before I met him & no sex at all since before I broke it off w my last ex. He said it would kill him if he were to ever see me with someone else & did not have any thoughts all to make it happen. It was purely curiosity & nothing more.

I could see the horror , hurt, surprise, anguish & fear in his eyes as he explained his thinking. As he was pleading with me not to leave him I understood how I had overreacted w o hearing him out before I exploded in anger & left him in bed. We never fought or even had big arguments all throughout our relationship so this was surprising to both of us. And to see the fear of possibly of losing me in his eyes I realized there was nothing menacing in his question. We hugged & I apologized for freaking out & he apologized for asking such a question like that & we sat embraced for a long while after that just reconnecting & settling down.

It was near bedtime on Sunday night & we both had to work tomorrow & we hadn’t even eaten supper so we got up to eat something & get ready for bed. Once we were in bed my mind was racing.

Suddenly out of nowhere I began to think about the new employee at my job who was young, athletic & handsome & had flirted w me several times since he started about 2 months prior. My mind ran wild w erotic thoughts about Chase. I snapped back to reality realizing I was extremely wet & aroused thinking of this 28yo man. Embarrassed of my self I did something that shocked me. I rolled over to Eric & pleaded with him to make love to me so we wouldn’t go to sleep angry or hurt w each other. We did not make love. It was animalistic if I’m honest. And to my disappointment I fantasized about another man for the first time ever while fucking my husband.

Chases body flooded my head w erotic thoughts & fantasies I never knew I had. Normally we started out kissing building up to intercourse but this time I all but attacked Eric & rode him hard as I could having several unbelievably strong orgasms like I never had before. Eric was shocked & I remember looking at him after my last orgasm subsided & the quivering stopped. He had a look of shock & pleasure. I lied to my husband & told him it must just be the make up sex that made this so much better. Shortly after he came & I rolled over w crazy & confusing thoughts racing in my head when Eric spooned & held me tight while whispering how much he loved me & would be a broken man if he ever lost me. I agreed as we drifted off to sleep.

I felt so ashamed & felt I had cheated on my wonderful husband who happened to ask a stupid question during a most vulnerable time.

My workweek was excruciating because in pure Chase fashion the compliments & mild flirting continued. I couldn’t figure out why they had never entered my mind before now. Why was I suddenly remembering every time he flirted or gave me a compliment? Did Eric’s question wake up something inside me ? Did I actually want another man & just didn’t know it? When he came in Monday morning I was at my desk. Chase had to walk by me to get to his & as all the time he said “looking good as always Mrs. C”. I thanked him as all the time but this time was different & it scared me. Keep in mind I’m old enough to be his mother & my thoughts were disturbing all week. I found myself aroused & wet between my legs often. I fucked Eric every single night without fail.

The first was as soon as he walked in the door. I was all the time home first w plenty of time to shower & put on nice lingerie and be waiting at the door when he came in. Some nights we had sex multiple times. Although Eric was confused by the sudden change & knowing we were fucking all week without making love he enjoyed the “make up sex” that lasted all week. I love him but men can be ignorant at times. Friday night we actually made love as we all the time did & I admit I missed that slow sensual love making that kept us so close. What was I doing? What was happening to me?

Even then I had no idea the events that were about to take place in the months to come. A side of me that laid dormant for decades was about to be unleashed & there would be no stopping it.

NSFW: yes

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