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I am not a bad person. I have told only a few lies in my life usually lies to save the hurt from other people. I live life honestly which means that sometimes I have to do without some of the things I desire

I am not a bad person. I have told only a few lies in my life usually lies to save the hurt from other people. I live life honestly which means that sometimes I have to do without some of the things I desire. I love my husband and I don’t regret marrying him but he can’t satisfy me. He doesn’t even care to try so why should I feel bad that I had to go elsewhere to find a lover. I think all of this to myself as I am sitting in my car in front of the motel. I am trying to decide if I should go in or go home. I want so badly to go in and see him one last time, to feel him one last time. I am trying to justify my actions to myself so that I won’t have to feel so guilty. It isn’t about love, that much I know, it is about lust, pure and simple. I hardly even know this man that I have been fucking for the last month. I met him about a month ago while I was out running some errands.

I was in the supermarket doing the monthly shopping and I accidentally ran into a man while I was reading the back of a can of soup. Literally ran into him with my carriage. I was so embarrassed. After I made sure he was all right and after I proclaimed a thousand apologizes I went on with my shopping. When I left the store about an hour later it was pouring rain out. I ran to my car and put the groceries in the car as fast as I could. I got in behind the wheel of my car and turned the key to a dead car. “Shit!” I yelled to an empty car. I got out of the car again and lifted up the hood as if I knew what I was doing under there. I looked around for anything that looked broken but I didn’t even know what I was looking at. I knew how to fill the window wiper fluid and that was sadly it.

I was about to slam the hood of the car back down when I heard a man call out to me, “Ms., is there anything I can help you with?” It was the man I had run over in the grocery store. I explained my problem to him and he went in to take a look. While he was looking at the car I went back inside so that I could call my husband on the cell phone. I dialed the number for his work and I got his secretary Lisa. “Hi Lisa, it’s Jill can you please get Scott for me?” I asked her.

Lisa put me on hold for a second while she got my husband on the phone. “Hi honey what’s up?” my husband asked. I told him the situation with the car and I told him I had a man taking a look at it for me. He asked if I needed him to come and pick me up but I said no for now. I was still hoping that this man would be able to fix it. I said good bye to my husband and hung up. I got out of the car again and went to the front of the car to see it he had found anything. I listened to the possible reasons he listed off to me as to why this could be happening. I noticed his face for the first time, before when I ran him over I saw him but I was so upset with what I had done to him I really didn’t pay attention to his face. He had jet black hair, now incredibly soaked with the rain storm we were having, and light green eyes.

I couldn’t help but notice his lips too. They were very full and a very healthy shade of pink. He had a small, nicely shaped goatee on his chin and a trimmed mustache above his top lip. I felt my cheeks blushing and my body tingling just standing there with him talking about my car. I laughed a little bit louder than usual at his small attempts of humor. I felt like a jerk standing in the pouring ran with this man I didn’t even know laughing at his stupid joke that wasn’t even funny and the whole time feeling this wonderful wave of excitement just for being next to him. I called AAA and thanked the man for his help. I started to walk away to go back inside the store to wait for the tow truck. He came after me and offered to buy me a coffee while I waited. I gladly accepted so I would have a chance to spend more time with this handsome stranger.

When I went home that night I found myself laying in bed thinking about him again. Scott rolled over and started to rub my crotch gently over my underwear. I closed my eyes and imagined it was this man for whom I don’t even know his name. I moaned softly and pushed his hand harder into me to create more pressure. I felt his lips touch mine and I met his kiss with my own hungry kiss. I pushed him over on the bed and I sat up to straddle him. I reached down and tore off his t shirt. He looked at me with surprise and excitement. I tore off my own top and threw it on the floor. I sat there straddling his chest topless. I started rubbing my own breasts. I closed my eyes and let my mind wander while I touched myself letting my husband watch me. I massaged my nipples until they were hard and then I pulled on them roughly. I could feel the crotch of my underwear getting wet. I ground gently into my husbands groin letting him feel my wetness through the thin cloth of his boxers. He grabbed hold of my arms and pushed me down on the bed. He pulled off my underwear and spread my legs. He pulled his boxers down to his knees. He entered me quickly and finished just as quickly. He rolled off of me and lay there breathless. “Wow that was incredible, you are so hot.” he said to me between breaths. I just rolled over on my side of the bed and curled up under the covers. I tried to bring myself to think about my mystery lover instead of the disappointment sleeping next to me.

The next morning I stopped to get a cup of coffee before I headed to work. I stopped at this little coffee shop a couple of blocks away. I ordered a cup of black coffee and a bagel sandwich with bacon and egg. I sat there and read the newspaper while I waited for my order. I felt a hand touch my shoulder making me jump slightly. I looked up and my heart nearly fell out of my mouth, it was the man I went to sleep dreaming about last night. I smiled and said hi. He sat down next to me and we talked for a few minutes. My order was ready so I paid and started to leave the restaurant. I turned to him and said goodbye.

As I walked out the restaurant I could feel my own excitement radiating off of me. I turned back to him and I asked him to walk me to my car. He did without hesitation. We got outside and I said to him “I am going to be honest with you, I am married and I love my husband but I am incredibly attracted to you.” He looked at me for a minute and then kissed me on the lip very gently sliding his tongue between my lips letting it slide over my tongue. He pulled away. “I want you too.” he said to me. I took out my cell phone and I called work. I told them I wouldn’t be in today something came up. I told him to get in his car and drive to a place where we can be together. We pulled out of the parking lot with him being the leader. In my car driving to a place to make love to a stranger was the thought I tried to keep out of my mind instead trying to focus on his touch. After a few miles he pulled into this small motel and parked in front of the managers office. I parked a few rows down and watched for him to come out.

I sat there glad for the time to try and pull myself together. I was so nervous and yet still so turned on. I followed him to the room. As soon as the door shut we were on each other like animals ripping and tearing each others clothes off. Heavy breathing could be heard through passionate, hungry kisses. He pushed me down on the bed and entered me. I was so excited for him that I needed no foreplay to orgasm this time, I just needed him inside of me. He reached down and grabbed a hold of my nipples. He pumped faster and squeezed hard on my nipples as he came inside of me. I cried out in pain and excitement as I also reached orgasm. He pulled out of me and laid down next to me on the bed. I lay there breathless and amazed. I start to get up off the bed and he grabs hold of my wrist. “Where are you going?” he asks. I look down at him and tell him I should go. I start walking around the room collecting my clothes. Inside I feel this horrible guilt creeping up.

He gets off of the bed and comes to me. He lifts my chin up with his hand so he can look into my eyes, “Tell me what’s wrong.” he says. As I am starting to get dressed I tell him that I am married and that I just committed adultery so of course I feel incredibly guilty about having to go home and lie to my husband about my day. He asks me why I wanted this to happen in the first place if I was only going to regret it in the end. I had no answer for him. All I knew is that I was still very turned on by this man that I didn’t even know. “I think you needed to feel loved and appreciated. I think you needed to feel sexy.” he leans over and kisses my lips,

“I think you are sexy and beautiful. You shouldn’t feel guilty about having to fulfill a need that your husband can’t fill for you.” He kisses me again on the lips deeper this time sliding is tongue in to my mouth. He kisses me slowly exploring my mouth with his tongue, sliding his hands over my body. I feel my body come alive again. I don’t want to leave this room. I don’t want to leave this feeling. I surrender to it letting him have complete control of me. I let him slowly remove my clothes from my body again. I melt with every kiss and every caress on the most sensitive places on my body. I arch my chest up to his lips wanting him to kiss my nipples. He takes hold of my breast gently with his hand and licks around the nipple several times, at first he goes very slowly and increases speed with every turn around. Then when my nipple is very hard he takes it in his mouth like a piece of candy sucking it slow and steady. With his other hand he is massaging my other breast, flicking the nipple with his thumb. He lets go of my nipple and goes to my neck. He kisses very soft kisses along the base of my neck letting his tongue trail along with every touch of his lips.

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