Time seemed to stand still as I pulled on the interstate. It would take me 20 minutes to reach the Best Western motel just outside the city. What was I doing? This was insane. I am a happily married woman. I am married to a man any woman would die to have.
My name is Laura Freeman. I will soon be 50 years old. I have been married for almost 30 years. My husband Jake is the salt of the earth. I don’t think he has ever even raised his voice to me. He is as loving a husband, and father, a woman could want. He is good looking, athletic, sexy, and makes a lot of money. How could I possibly think of cheating on him.
Fifteen more minutes and I would be there. A co-worker of mine, Rob, was already there waiting on me. I still had time to turn around. Why the hell don’t you come to your senses Laura and turn this car around?
Rob came to work in our office a few months ago. Rob is about 10 years younger than me, and very good looking. I can tell he goes to a gym because of his muscles. Every time I am around him I just feel all weird inside. My pussy gets wet just thinking of those big arms around my naked body.
My thoughts drift back to Jake. We met in college over 30 years ago. We have been together ever since. We dated about a year, then got married. I had been kind of a goody two shoe up to that point, so I was a virgin. Jake is the only man I have ever been with. That could change here shortly.
Jake and I have two beautiful girls. Mandy and Jen are both out of college now, but neither are married. They do have serious boyfriends, but chose to work on their careers for awhile. Mandy is a Lawyer, and Jen is a fashion designer. They both live in Chicago.
I have so much. Why would I risk it? Jake tells me everyday how much he loves me. When we go out, he opens doors for me, pulls out my chair at restaurants, and kisses me goodnight every night. Jake is a great lover. He is kind, considerate, and never fails to give me an orgasm. He is a gentle lover who takes his time. Why would I risk that?
Is it because it has been the same for 30 years? Am I bored? Maybe I just want this younger man to fuck me. Not the gentle lovemaking I’m used to, but fuck me hard. Take me and use me. I was getting horny and wet thinking about it. I pictured Rob bending me over the bed and slamming his dick in me. He said he was pretty well endowed.
Ten more minutes and I would be there. Turn around Laura. Think of your husband and family. What if they found out? You are risking everything dear to you. Don’t be a fool. Think of Jake. He is your best friend. He trust you and loves you with all of his heart. How could you do this to him?
I was just about to turn around when my thoughts went to Rob. What a hunk. He seems really infatuated with me. At first it was innocent flirting, and it made me feel attractive. I was approaching 50, and worried I was getting old. He said I looked much younger. He was always complimenting me on how beautiful I was. I found myself really fixing myself up to go to work. I really didn’t have to work. Jake made plenty of money. After the girls left I just wanted something to do. I got my real estate license and started selling. I was quite good at it and made pretty good money. Jake let me keep and spend my own money as I pleased.
Five more minutes, and I would arrive at the Best Western where Rob was waiting.
The innocent flirting became more serious. There was some touching, lunch together, and then some sexual innuendos. I went along. I was loving the attention. Then one morning we were both in the break room. After some flirting Rob grabbed me and kissed me. He put his hands on my ass and pulled his crotch into mine. I could feel his boner. We were the only ones in the break room. This happened a few more times over the next few weeks. The bad thing was that I liked it, and kissed back.
I knew I was leading him on, but it felt good. I began to fantasize what he would be like in bed. I imagined myself straddling him on a motel bed. I imagined his dick shooting his stuff in me. My tubes are tied, so it wouldn’t matter. I imagined him bending me over the side of the bed and pounding the shit out of me doggy style.
Two days ago we had lunch together. Real estate agents are always in and out of the office. It was easy for us to get away. Here is the conversation we had.
“I want you Laura. I think you want me also. There is a lot of sexual tension between us that needs releasing. I know you are married, but I don’t care. I think you are a beautiful sexy woman, and I want to fuck you. I have a pretty big dick, so I promise you won’t be disappointed.”
He said fuck, not make love. He wants to take me to a motel and fuck the shit out of me.
“I am attracted to you Rob, and I have fantasized about you and I in bed. However, I love my husband more than my own life. I don’t know if I can cheat on him.”
“I understand Laura, and I don’t plan on coming between you and your husband. We will be discreet, and we won’t get caught. There will be no strings. We can do it one time, or twenty, whatever you want. At least have one time with me.”
I thought for a minute.
“In two days my husband has to go on an overnight business trip. He will be back the next afternoon. If I decide to do this, it would be a perfect window of opportunity. His trips are like clockwork. He will arrive in Denver, have some meetings, call me at 6:00, then have dinner with his clients. We say goodnight, and he does not call back.”
“In that case I propose we go to a little motel outside of the city. We can actually spend the night and fuck our brains out. You get up the next morning, come home, and no one will be the wiser.”
The thought of that made me wet. I was sitting there picturing Rob and I in that motel.
“That is a good plan, if I decide to do it. I will think about it. Go ahead and make the reservation. I will let you know Thursday afternoon, the day Jake is leaving, if I will go through with it or not. Don’t be mad if I chicken out. I love my husband, and I might get cold feet.”
“Fair enough Laura. Just know that you are one good looking lady, and I would cherish even just one night with you, if that is what you want. If you do come to me Thursday night, I promise you will not be disappointed.”
I had arrived at the Best Western motel. I was parked next to Rob’s car in front of room 169. The moment of truth. I could back out, go home, and spend the night nursing a bottle of wine and a good movie. I had already talked to Jake. I felt bad talking to him knowing where I was going. Jake was Jake, and told me how much he loved me and already missed me. He would be back home the next day. I hope my voice wasn’t nervous, or guilty sounding. I had a way of doing that, and Jake was very perceptive. He did ask at one point if something was wrong. It was like he was clairvoyant.
Go ahead Laura, do it. You deserve to find out what it would be like with another man. You have given Jake your all. Rob is the perfect choice. There are no strings. It will just be this one time. Jake is far away, and will never know.
I took a deep breath and opened the car door.