I may or may not of fucked someone’s husband while we celebr..

I may or may not of fucked someone’s husband while we celebrated her on Mother’s Day …

It’s cat and mouse and a dirty little secret . This didn’t start yesterday, but rather continued and marked a new level. Wanting what I can’t have, and doing whatever I need to get it . It’s the ultimate winning. Getting an unavailable man to cheat. I love no one suspecting it, and being innocent while guilty. It’s not even revenge, it’s more of…. Being this shameful secret that you want bad enough to risk a lot. The riskier it is the more you want it. Like the ultimate secrets how hooked can both set of lips get them to try riskier things … what if your caught can either of you talk yourself out of her being suspicious. It’s both of us lose if we get caught- the stakes are real and big but the extreme turn on is worth it . Sending nudes while he sits next to her and seeing his reaction. Telling her details of a crazy sex encounter with her own husband - dropping small clues who it could be ? Can I get him to sneak away with promises of how much just seeing him makes me want to drain every ounce of cum from his cock. Convincing each other to be bolder and bolder …and that’s exactly what happened. I made him stay longer than he planned to where people are looking for him. This was only planned after a few naughty picture sending I expressed my want for dick not for Mothers Day Brunch …… he drove over to me I was getting ready and he turned me around absolutely pounded my pussy after making some excuse that he needed more ice . He pounded and with every time he told me how he said how he had been not able to concentrate on anything else other then fucking me and now he's pissed and that he needs to hurry or the ice will melt in the car. He grabs my phone and calls his wife - she answers and he hands it to me ……He ate my pussy while I stumbled my way till hanging up I even recorded him eating while I told him how nervous I was but loved every minute but feel guilty at the same time ……..it was a contest and he wanted the win….. he knew I would be doing everything not to make any noise so he loved torturing my clit and knowing I couldn’t do anything about it. He shot a load inside and he got up quickly and buttoned his pants. He glanced back as he rushed to leave , the smirk admiring my tight pussy sank me into the wet spot. He knows being a slut that he can’t go without is what I want him to tell me . Tell me how wrong it is but you don’t want to stop and it bothers you. Like that’s all his mind could think about for days and he got it and did exactly what he wanted to it. He was victorious in his conquest and it showed on his face. I showed up to party and heard complaints of the mysterious disappearance and asking him what took him so long. I texted how hot the reason was currently running down my leg and it was that only I that knew. Getting the text back saying to meet in the garage and he will fix that problem for me…Can u guess how he fixed it ?