I will always answer the phone when he calls me in the middle of cheating.
Telling my boyfriend that I love him, and that I miss him, while shamelessly lying to him about where I am and what I'm doing... just makes the joy of violating his boundaries and betraying his trust even more intense and satisfying.
If he only knew what was being done to me, while I fill his mind with false reassurances that nothing abnormal is happening... he would be shocked, devastated, and completely broken. The thought of this just makes my already blissful moans twice as deep, and twice as loud.
You told your wife you wanted to take her to the bar, and then stand away from her and watch other men approach her and flirt with her. You didn’t think she would be up for it, but she was more enthusiastic that you could ever imagine. She wore he sluttiest dress, and gave you a wink and a nod as she watched you walk away from her. You watched a couple of men buy her drinks. She flirted with them but nothing came of it. But the third man really hit it off with her. They flirted openly, she laughed at his jokes, twirled her hair, jokingly slapped his arm away, and let him caress her bare back and her thighs. She even let him grab her butt. Half an hour later, he leaned in for a kiss and your wife made out with him. A few minutes later, they held each other’s hands and walked out of the bar together. She forgot to turn back and look at you.
I wish she was sitting on my face.