……….Life has been good to Killian and I. A utopian paradise would be an understatement in describing what my marriage was like. Everything was so perfect that I wondered and sometimes asked myself if this wasn’t heaven because it surely felt like it.

The bond between my family and his was something to envy me about. Our parents became best of friends and could be seen going on vacations together. People at one point though they were family, as in cousins. We were one big family happy family.

Killian was my everything, my king, my first love and he was perfect in every sense of the word Perfect; he was supportive to the core………even when I encountered challenges in getting pregnant again, he agreed we didn’t need any more children. At home there was no chores Killian will not help me with when we send the house-helps away so we could have the house to ourselves. Even when I had the baby, he would change the baby’s diapers when he was around, give her a bath and watch me rest after a long night of breastfeeding. Killian is that kind of man every woman dream of, and …………mmmmm!!!, THE SEX!!! the sex felt like it got better each day. It was never a dull moment. He was always willing to learn and explore. He thought me that foreplay doesn’t end after an orgasm,but it starts after the last orgasm.??

Killian is the kind of man that when your friends inform you that, they saw him in a hotel with a female friend, you know for sure, it is for business purposes. He was an open book. At any point in time during the day I either knew where he was, who he was with, or what he was up to. The level of trust therefore was at an optimum level. He was so faithful that I wondered if he cut off all his female friends after meeting me. He kept his relationship with his female colleagues as official and professional as possible. Simply put. he was too good to be true and it just didn’t feel right that one of Adam’s offspring would be this perfect. He was either a very good actor or the Holy spirit was using his body as a host. I always jokingly said, should there be a problem ever in the relationship, I knew I will be the one to cause it……

As we have all heard from our parents or our elders, it is hard for a man to stay off sex for a long time. They cheat even when their partners are close, come to think of being away – two years in this case. ??. From my life and experience with him, I knew I could trust him, but it still seemed incredulous. How can a man be this perfect in his ways? Good-looking, rich and unmistakably faithful? Hell no, I was married to a terrorist because between himself and I………….knowing what I have done, I am the evil one.

At this point after my weekend “sexcapade” with Roy, it was hard video chatting Killian and acting all goodie goodie. Luckily for me, my boss who was supposed to travel for a business seminar fell ill and informed me to go instead of him. A chance to surprise my husband and possibly catch him with another woman. An excited me, quickly asked the secretary to book my flight. I informed Roy of my trip. Initially he wanted to go with me, and I had to spend the whole day convincing him I will be very busy and it was not a good idea. I had to agree to go on dinner date with him that evening, knowing him, ……..I knew it was about to go down.


One last look at my reflection in the mirror and I felt ready for our night of passion. I walked to the restaurant wearing nothing underneath my dinner dress. We played footsie under the dinner table at the restaurant and that was a total turn on. He told me how much his life has changed after this reconnection and was looking at a life time together………….confused me, as I still have not discussed with him the fact that I am married.

Snuggling down into the bed under the plump duvet, the fresh, crisp, white sheets were welcoming. Positioning the length of my body against his, I slowly and rhythmically stroked my leg along his. Virtually hairless, I enjoyed his smooth, warm skin sliding against mine. Tracing my hands on his hairy chest, it just took him looking into my eyes and my lips were on his. His tongue in my mouth had erased all thoughts of my husband, he was probing, searching and dueling with mine. The relentless pressure of his mouth on mine was intoxicating. I wanted more than anything at that moment for his cock to plunge into my pussy. I curbed my impatience as I wanted this to play out many times before I collapsed exhausted from our love making session…….(I know my naughty readers want more….., ???sorry oooo)


I arrived at my destination in the morning and was in a hurry to “catch” him before he leaves for work, and I was lucky enough to. His mouth opened when he saw me at the door………. he quickly took off his reading glasses and thew them out of reach. The air in the room stilled and a hot flash of heat covered my body. He held me tight to his body, wrapping his arms around my back. He still had his boxers on, but I could feel his hard cock against my stomach. I realized at this point how much I have missed my husband, my first love and how much I was still dangerously in-love with him.

I needed to get closer. Almost like an entire life together and he just keeps getting hotter. I know the fire is meant to go out at some point, domestic monotony should dull the flame or me wanting Ray should make me not want him but nothing seemed to have changed. I stared at him with the same hunger, ………….. My heart raced and sexual adrenalin coursed through my body. I kept my eyes focused deep into his, exposing my thoughts. His eyes burnt into me with a growing desire, and with that he pulled me closer and gave me the longest and tightest hug we have ever had. We didn’t need words to express how much we have missed each other. I loved feeling his body, his skin under my fingers: his athletic chest, firm and Muscular

I leant my head closer to take in his mixed scent of body heat. My hand dropped lower and began opening his shirt wide down to the top of his navel so I could look at his smooth skin. I could see how hard he was as he nuzzled my neck breathing and kissing me through my thin blouse fabric.

From nowhere his hands were instantly on me, taking in my body, feeling every inch of my body. Then pulling up my skirt waist high he revealed my round naked bottom. The flat of his hands moving over me, sliding around me, as if molding my body. Then I felt his fingers keenly fondling my breasts and freeing them from my bra, my blouse open wide, my chest exposed. His mouth was suddenly hard upon mine, filling my mouth with his. I felt him consuming me with desire and I loved how it made me feel so sexually alive. It spurned my kissing on, demanding more from his. In return he kissed me intently then began to slowly and passionately toy with my lips and mouth. Soon he moved down my body and plunged his mouth over my nipples, sucking them in and sending quivers deep into my groin. The kissing and the sucking all creating such arousal in me, I leant further against the wall to stabilize myself and enjoy the pleasure fully. From my breasts, his tongue moved straight to my already moistened pussy and licked and teased my very swollen lips. My head back I enjoyed the heavenly feeling, my body all sensing the pleasure and pulsing the stimulus through my now aching muscles. I could feel the swelling orgasm but wanted to resist the immediate pleasure and instead reached for his hard body.

I loved feeling his horny arousal in my mouth and dropping to my knees began to work his cock and draw his pleasure from him. This feeling it gave me was overwhelming, I loved watching his reactions and seeing his response to my active mouth and tongue. In and out I took him, tasting his initial juices and skin for what seemed a short space of time, but I could see he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. With this he took me and quickly lifted me on to the dining table clearing what he could to seek some space. I laid my head back waiting to feel his fingers in me, his teasing fingers play and rub, finding my sweetness deep inside. Ahhhh!!! he had me, he knew where they had to be and how to work me to reach my perfect conclusion. I felt my muscles burning and a wave of tense pleasure growing again, but as it did he knew just when to delve deep into me, hard and firm filling my pussy with all he had. He began his thrusts, not too much to start with, but with firm intension and a growing quickening pace. I heard my moans increasing as he laid into me, my body sliding up the table, my pussy swollen, my mouth now dry. I felt every long hard inch of him and he continued his assault until he heard my final moan, my ultimate sound, telling him I was on my wave of repeating pleasure. With that he pulled himself out and allowed his pulsing juices to spurt across my chest, catching anything in its way. I didn’t need to look up to know from his groans his final effort was concluded,and he had exploded in ultimate pleasure.

He called the office after, that he wouldn’t make it as he had things he has to attend to. My seminar is to starts the next day so We had the whole day to ourselves. He made us breakfast and it was cuddles and chats after.

Looking into his eyes, I knew I needed to purge my soul of this guilt, I decided to confess my sins and set myself free. I knew that’s a bad decision, not well thought of, but he is my husband and I couldn’t stand it anymore as Roy kept sending messages the whole time. And whether he forgives me or not, I know my soul will be free. I told him everything………………ok not everything but enough to aid him in making a decision about this marriage……

That was the last I saw of him on that day…………he looked straight into my eyes, took his car keys and drove out. No words……….nothing at all.


For those who will be asking,………. this is just a made up story. She is not me and I am not her. Please let me know what you think. Leave a comment below and check out my other stories when you get a chance.