I got home from my weekend away with my Lover Paul and as I was unpacking my husband came upstairs and could see all my sexy thongs in my case, I quickly grabbed them and put them into the washing machine before he could examine them. I told him I had bought them shopping in Bath, and the girls had made me wear them. I continued to see my lover every week and Paul would fuck me and fill me with his spunk, on one occasion I came home late and rushed upstairs to the toilet to get rid of all Paul spunk that was leaking from my pussy. I was siting on the toilet with my pale blue thong around my ankles and my husband walked in and looked at the thongs and looked and me and said sorry and left, he closed the door behind him. I went down stairs after I’d forced must of Paul’s spunk out of me and told my husband I’d felt sexy this morning and put them on for him. He asked for a flash so I undid my jeans and flash him my thong, he asked could he pull my off with his teeth, I replied, maybe later. Later, my husband went up the garage and I took the opportunity to run and get in the bath, I cleaned myself up. Late my husband made love to me and said I was very wet tonight. Another time Paul text me and said No jeans or knickers, I met Paul as usual in a long skirt and tight top. He was shown fucking me in the back of y car, Top off, tits out and skirt crunched up. My relationship with Paul was great, but my marriage was dying. Again after a row with my husband I told him I wanted to be single, but did not have enough guts to leave. It was coming up to Christmas and it was easy to make excused to meet my Lover, Christmas shopping and going out for drinks with my work colleagues. It was Paul birthday Sunday and I told my husband that a gang of us was going out for a drink. I’d bought a new grey shift dress, and the night. I put on hold up stocking, knee length boots and see through sexy black knickers. My husband asked could he make love to me when I got home, I said we’ll see. He new I had stocking on and took a few photos of me in my new dress, I even let him lift up the dress and take a photo of my stocking and sexy black knickers. (I’ve just uploaded this photo onto the female section) However as I was leaving my husband tried to follow me and I stopped the car and asked him what the fuck was he doing, he mumbled an excuse and said he was going out to deliver Christmas cards. I told him to fuck off and don’t follow me or else. I drove for a while and made sure he was not following me. I picked my Lover up Paul and we headed for our secret Pub and had a great meal. I told Paul I’d put stocking on for his birthday as I knew Paul was going to fuck me later. After the meal I drove to our secret lay-by as I was driving Paul had his and all up my leg and was fingering my pussy. We reached our lay-by and I stopped to car, Paul practically dived on me, we kissed and snogged each other face off, tongue fighting and sucking on each others tongues. Paul soon had my tits out and was sucking my big sensitive nipples and making me moan in pain and pleasure, we tried to get into the back of the car, but Paul trapped me against the side of the car and lifted me dress up, he started to feel my pussy, he had is hand down my knickers and started to finger me, It was bloody freezing and I still had my tits hanging out of the dress and got frisky and undo his jeans and dropped them to the floor, he told me to turn around and he pulled black knickers down. I stepped out of them and he pulled my arse towards him, he told me to bend over and he slipped his cock into me from behind. He started to fuck me, it was bloody freezing as he slipped in and out of my pussy. He loved my stocking and kept running his hands over my legs as he fucked me. I could feel the cold air on my pussy as his cock slammed into me, my juices were running down my leg and onto my stocking, I feel Paul cock expand and he shot his spunk into me. I forgot about the cold for 2 seconds as he filled me up, He cock slipped out of me and we got into the back of the car, My nipples where hurting me due to cold, Paul sucked some life back into them. I repaid the favour and bent down and took his cock in my mouth and sucked and licked him clean, his cock started to get hard again, so I just sucked and sucked and wanked it until it exploded in my mouth. I swallowed his cum and then gave Paul a kiss, He shoved his tongue down my throat. I dropped Paul off and went home, Hubby was in bed, but was still awake I asked what the fuck was he up it, he said he didn’t know. He tried to get fresh with me, but I said No, not after what you’ve done tonight. I told him he had really pissed me off. Hubby was not happy as I removed my dress, stocking and little black knickers. I put my PJ on and got into bed turned over and went to sleep. I met Paul again on Wednesday the week before Christmas and we ended up making love to me and filling me with his spunk, Hubby had made up with me and I let hubby fuck me that night and he said I was soaking, (he thought I was wet for him) I was working Christmas day and Hubby had prepared all the dinner and cooked the turkey, we had a late tea and it was a great day. I had Boxing Day off and after that back to work. Hubby fucked me Boxing Day morning. I returned to work but fell ill with the winter sickness & vomiting bug and was laid up sick, Hubby done everything, nursed me, feed me and looked after me, he made food, washed and wiped the dishes, washed, dried the cloths, made the beds, tied up, dusted and even ironed the cloths. I realized what a good man my husband was, he never moaned or complained about it He did not go out boozing with his mates, but stayed in looking after me. I was laid up for about 5 day and returned to work, but caught the doss of the flue straight away and needed more time of work, Hubby again looked after me and done all the housework again, lucky he was still on his Christmas holidays. The New Year was approaching and I was still unwell and we still could not go out, but by Sunday I felt a lot better. I did not need to return to work until Tuesday, because of my shift Rota So I arranged to meet Paul. I picked up Paul at the usual place and drove up to the lay-by to get a coffee, however the Coffee van was not there, so we just talked in the car. Next thing a car pulls up behind us and I check the mirror, Fuck it was my husband. I got out of the car and my husband was there, I said, what are you doing here” He replied what the Fuck are you doing here. He started to shout and ripped off his jacket and shirts and said to Paul, You may be fucking my wife, now come and fuck with me. Paul did not get out of the car, so my husband run around and opened the passenger door and tried grabbing Paul and tried to pull him out of the car, Paul held on for his life. So my husband just laid into him as he sat in the passenger seat. Gary punched him a few times and there was blood everywhere, I screamed at Gary to stop, but he hit Paul a few more times. Paul was covered in Blood; he was bleeding from his mouth and nose. I managed to calm Gary down and pull him away from the car. He said he known about the affair for a few months and he’s been tracking my car for the past couple of weeks and he needed evidence before he confronted me. I said there was nothing going on and we were just friends having a chat and a coffee and that Paul was helping me with our marriage problems. Gary just laughed and said Pull the other one. He knew we had met up a few weeks ago and the Wednesday before Christmas. Gary told me it was all over, I said I love you, but Gary just ignored my please, I pleaded with Gary to give me another chance, but he told me to Fuck off as I was a cheating slut and cock sucking whore. He got my car key and removed all the house keys and then went through my purse and removed all our joint credit / debit cards. He just broke them up, I tried to plead with him but he did not want to know and told my I was a slut and did not deserve him. He got back into his Car and drove off, Paul was still sitting in the car bleeding, I got some tissues to help clean him up. I drove Paul to the nearest superstore and he went into the gents to clean himself up. I did not know hat to do, Paul told me it was over between us and did not want to see me any more. I dropped Paul off and drove home. Gary met me at the door and handed me a suitcase full of cloths and told me to fuck off. Again I told him I Love him, be he just said bullshit, it that how you treat people you love you can fuck off. He shut the door and left me there. I did not know where to go so I decide to stay with my older brother who lives on his own. I love my husband, he may not be the best lover in the world, but he was a great husband and provides me with everything I needed, he looked after me and I love him. I tried phoning him, texting him, but he did not return my calls. This just goes to prove Shagging about can have it benefits but can also end any relationship you are in. I would advise any woman who is shagging around to think about the consequences and what she could lose if her partner found out. 4 months on, I’m now back with my husband, who I love very much I promised him that I will never do this again. Please leave any advice or comments. Thanks Tracy xxxx