I cheated on my husband. Not physically but through texts. Our sex life had been dwindling down for the past year or so and I think both of us were just really miserable and instead of talking to each other about it, I shut him out. We're very kinky, otherwise. We've had threesomes, mmf, mmmf, we've experimented with all sorts... I've had snow blown up my assignment and then have a guy ducks me in the ads while I was deepthroating my husband, I've blown his cousin while he fucked me... That kinda thing...
So anyway, I connected with an old friend and one thing led to another and we were sending each other and sending nudes. My husband found out and was angry, hurt, the works... I can't blame him. Then came yesterday, I was still feeling so guilty. He came home drunk and tells me to give him a blowjob. The best one I've ever given. I did and we fucked for hours. He then made me take a nude and send it to the friend I was texting... And from now on, I'm under his command. When he tells me to suck, who to suck, I do it. Not just because of the guilt. I love it. I'm a slut. I need the cocks. This friend is coming to town in a few months and I've been instructed that when he does, I am to go meet him, blow him, let him fucking me like the little who're that I am...
Is this the beginning of a new life?