I'm 28, my name is Sara. I am married and have two kids but both are now at school, we started a family young. At first it was great, having time totally to myself but then I got bored. My husband Steve said he preferred me at home to look after the house and keep it clean but I really hate the chores. I began to mess around on the internet about 3 years ago, nothing bad, just websites, shopping the like. Then about a year ago I got a bit more adventerous and went into the odd chat room. Some shocked me but others were really funny. I began to get to know a few people, mostly guys who were either at work or worked night shifts and no days. One or two of them were real characters and a little naughty in what they asked. In particular, Pete, he had this charm and after a while was dying to know what I looked like. I eventually managed to get my husband to scan a picture of me on under the pretence that it was to send to a friend I have in Australia. He loved it and began to tell me naughty things.....I have to say that his stories were fantastic....such a turn on and I began to play with myself while we chatted, something I never did during the day before. I understand now how people say sex is addictive. I found myself playing more and more and then began to look forward to my chats with him and what that would involve! He began to ask me to do things, dress or rather should I say undress. One day I was almost naked which he knew about and the doorbell went. He dared me to open it like I was but I said no, put on a robe and went to answer. It was some workmen who had begun next door on an extension asking if I had some hotwater for their flasks. I hurried back upstairs and told him.....over the next week or two, they would call each day, normally morning and afternoon for hot water.....my on line chat lover kept telling me naughty stories about what if one of them wanted me and so on.....it began to take affect and I began to imagine myself with one in particular, a real hunk. Eventually after two weeks Pete, my chat room man convinced me to be a bit naughty and walk around my bedroom topless...they were on scaffolding next door and my height. Sure enough they saw me while I pretended not to see them. Then Pete had me open the door in just a towel one morning.....then in my nightie.....it was so erotic and such a turn on being bad. Finally I stood naked in my bedroom changing for them to see. There was 5 of them and they all stood and stared....I turned and got changed then went to the window....they were still looking and I looked at them and it was obvious I knew that they knew. That afternoon, hunk arrived and I was dressed in a short black skirt, no stockings or panties as I had been busy upstairs on the pc. I was boiling the kettle when I felt hands on my bum then down and under my skirt....I said nothing, a little shocked but very horny from talking to Pete. I hardly got a chance to move....a hand went on my back and pushed me over the kitchen unit and my skirt was pulled up and suddenly a cock was inside me....thats what u get for teasing us so much you bitch he said as he pumped away at me....god it felt good but he didn't last long and suddenly exploded inside me. He pulled out took the flask and walked out without another word. I crumpled to the floor and sat there in disbelief at what I had done or allowed to happen. Talking to Pete was one thing but letting a stranger do that was totally different. I went upstairs and told Pete and he loved it and reassured me it was ok.....his charm worked and relaxed me and started to get me going again whent he doorbell went again. I went down nervously...opened it and two of the other guys stood there....they walked in and said they had come for what Ralph at got....I could only manage a feeble ok, turned and began to go up the stairs but they took me into the lounge and I was on all fours with both of them over me and inside me. The adventures continued for weeks as they built the extension but saddly they have moved on and while I am glad I can return to being 'faithful' to my husband, I know deep down that I loved being used as and when they wanted.