I Cheated for Sex and I don’t Regret it
The days were monotonous since they were confined to work and a dying relationship. I have been in a relationship with this amazing guy for almost two years. Initially, the bond was thriving, so were our genitals. But with time, he grew more occupied with work and consequently, the time he devoted to me in bed reduced and I had to rely on the vibrator in the drawer. Touching myself, thinking about the men in the magazines and porn had a drastic effect on my sexual fetishes. I admit that I was tired from the lack of action and I cheated for sex. I realized that I needed a dick inside me and not just a toy fidgeting with my clit. I tried to dress up in my lingerie in order to catch my man’s …