Hello. I’m 28 and have been married to a wonderful man for 4 years. We have a great life and sex is wonderful and regular. I know this isn’t an agony aunt site but I have looked online and read your stories and seen the comments so I’m hoping you can make sense of what I’m doing, also even though I’m disgusted with myself writing it down is quite erotic for me and helps me to make sense of where I am with my ‘other side’. As women with large chests will know, men tend to talk to your breasts not you. I’ve even considered a reduction because of it and the fact that they cause me some discomfort with my back. The fact that I’m slim and only 5’4” doesn’t’ help. My husband thinks I’m fine as I am but then again he’s a man so he would. So why am I writing this and sharing it with you. Until about 6 months ago I had never been unfaithful to my husband, I love him very much and it would kill me to hurt him but I have become obsessed with someone else. He’s not even a pleasant man and at 72 he’s much older than me. He looks after himself so I’m not saying he’s a doddery or anything but he’s not good looking, he’s arrogant and he’s basically a dirty old man. He lives about 10 houses away and I only knew him because I would pass his house regularly walking to work. Not long after we moved in he would start by standing at the window when I passed, then be at the door. We would say hello and that was that. Then he started looking me up and down so I stopped saying anything to him. Then he would start with the sexist comments about how I looked sexy. One day he had a grin on his face and asked me if I would run past next time so he could see me bounce. I took it that he meant my breasts. I didn’t feel threatened or anything but he was just being annoying and I wasn’t going to change my route for him. I told my husband and he thought it was funny and said that I should just ignore him or go along with him as he was harmless. Then one day he asked me why I didn’t say hello anymore. I told him it was because he was making in appropriate comments and I didn’t’ appreciate it and that he was a dirty old man. He laughed and said that I should just accept it. As he did he just stared at my breasts. This went on for ages and to be honest I just accepted it until he didn’t’ appear for a few days and I missed the ‘game’. Then I had a day off, I decided to walk past his house to see if he was outside but this time I would wear a tight top and pencil skirt. I know you’re going to blame me for winding him up but it was just that, to wind him up. I didn’t expect him to be there but that day he was. As I approached his language was awful, what I got what something like ‘ fucking hell, your on show today’. I told him I had a day off, He suggested I come inside and he would give me a good day off. I told him he was disgusting and that at his age he wouldn’t remember what to do. He replied that he remembered what to do alright. There was a bit of trash talk back and forward until I made the mistake of asking him that if I let him have a feel would he ‘grow up’. I honestly had no intension of letting him touch me but He stepped aside and waved me into the house. My next mistake was calling his bluff. I walked in ready to slap him and run if he did touch me. His house was immaculate and well decorated. He asked me if I was expecting a dosshouse. I admitted that it was nicer than I expected. He looked at me and asked if I was just a childish tees. I took the bluff one step further and lifted my top to just below my breast, He lifted it higher. At most I expected him to cup one of my breasts but he put his hand under my bra and pulled my breast out. I know I should have slapped him and walked out but there was something stopping me, not him but this was ‘fascinating’. Then he pulls the bra up ad both my breasts fall out and he’s cupping both of them and rubbing my nipples with his thumbs. Then he leans down and starts sucking me and I just stood there and let him. He went from one to the other then he talks my hand and puts it between his legs. I think the shock of how big and hard he was and the fact this was happening at all shocked me back into reality. I put myself away and walked out. I was in shock for days at what I had done and made sure I had a lot of sex with my husband to make up for what I did. I took a different route to work for a week until one day I didn’t. He was there waiting for me. I stopped and said it shouldn’t have happened. He moved to one side and motioned me in. Instead of walking on to work I went inside. I was trembling thinking how stupid I was. In under a minute my blouse and bra were on the floor and he was massaging me and sucking me then he’s taken my skirt and underwear off and I’m against the wall naked with this disgusting old man on his knees, my leg over his shoulder with his mouth pleasuring me. If I said I wanted to get dressed and run but at the same time didn’t want it to stop you probable wouldn’t understand. He leads me by the hand to his couch, undresses to reveal a flabby old body but a long thick cock. I have no idea how long it went on for but I just lay there and let him use my breasts for his titty fuck, I let him grab my head and fuck my mouth and I let him slide himself into me and fuck me long and hard. In fact he lasted much longer than my husband and my orgasm was deeper and longer and he filled me with more cum that my husband does. I called in sick and spent another hour or so riding this old man until he made me cum again. I enjoyed letting him squeeze my breasts as they bounced in his face. Now I feel guilty for a while afterwards but each weekend when my husband goes to play golf or goes out whit his mates I go round to the house of a man I despise and undress and fuck for hours letting him do WHATEVER he wants from fucking my mouth to backside and my pussy and tits. To make me feel better he holds me down by my arms as he fucks me calling me a slag. He lets me slap him to make me feel good but I still visit. I still get undressed and bend over his sofa and let him inside me. Its so exciting that I can’t stop seeing him but I hate him and find him disgusting until he’s inside me and then I don’t want him to stop. I know it has to and soon. Last weekend I went to a wedding party with my husband. He got drunk so I took him to our room. I didn’t make it back to the party but ended up in bed with a stranger in his 60’s and fuck did he make me cum.