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I’m 24 years old and have been married for 2 years. Ever since high school I’ve enjoyed bowling. I currently bowl in a mixed league every Thursday night. About a month ago, my husband had to go out of town on business which happens every 3 months. Thursday came around and my car wouldn’t start. My mechanic had the car towed, but couldn’t fix it before Friday. When I called the team captain to tell him that I wouldn’t be able to get to the alley, he offered to pick me up as it wasn’t too much out of his way. I agreed, and he did.

Now he isn’t Superhunk or anything like that, but he’s not bad, either. We had flirted a bit before. As the night progressed, a good kind of tension developed between us; and by the end of the bowling we seemed to be in a kind of zone. It was at about this time that I realized that I was sexually attracted to him and vice-versa.

During the ride home we were both silent. Thoughts of what might happen kept flashing through my mind. I’d never cheated on my husband before, but I knew that I wanted it that night. By the time we reached my house, I was totally turned on. I could hear my voice quaver as I told him “You can pull in the driveway.”

We went through the garage into the rec room. I told him that I was going to “freshen up” and that there was some weed on the coffee table if he wanted it. I went upstairs and stripped. In the bathroom I washed my pussy which has been oozing all the ride home. As the washcloth rubbed my slit it occurred to me that I should put in my diaphragm. It was the fertile time of the month. It suddenly struck me that I wasn’t going to use the diaphragm. I felt so wanton; absolutely too hot to worry about anything but getting what I needed. I put on a pair of shorts (no panties) and a halter top which exposed my breasts whenever I bent forward.

When I got downstairs, Tommy has a joint ready and lit it up. We sere sitting on the sofa, and when I bent forward to take the joint, he got a good look down my top. I’m a 34B with nice puffy areolas and nips, and he smiled when he saw how stiff they were. After a few hits I was totally gone. Tom had turned on the stereo, and there was some nice slowdance musid playing. He didn’t say a word but just took my hand and helped me stand and we started dancing. It didn’t take long until we were just swaying together with our bodies tight against each other. He started kissing my neck, which I’ve always found erotic, and then he kissed my lips. When our tongues started going back & forth, I started to moan. His hands were stroking my back beneath my top and he slid them around to my breasts. I started to shake from desire and he asked me if I was cold. I groaned that it was just the opposite–I was so hot that I couldn’t stand it.

He slipped off my shorts and led me to the sofa. When I laid down he got on his knees and turned my body so that he could get at my pussy. His tongue and fingers drove me wild . I quickly had an orgasm, and before I could “come down” he was nude and on top of me. I could feel his cock sliding up and down my slit making me even hotter. He asked me about birth control and I told him that my diaphragm was upstairs. He asked me if I wanted to put it in and I said, “not unless you want me to.” He told me that if he went bareback, he wouldn’t want to pull out, and I told him that I didn’t want him to pull out. He asked if I wanted him to knock me up, and I could barely answer. I was SO HOT. I told him to put it in and cum deep inside me. He did just that. He put it deep against my cervix and told me that that was where he was going to cum.

By this time I was having orgasm after orgasm, telling him to fill me and knock me up. He told me when he was getting close, and he held his cock against me cervix. My pussy had a life of its own and kept squeezing his cock. He said, “here it comes” and he shot his cum right up my cervix. I could actually feel it. And I knew that I would have his baby.

He fucked me twice more that night and again the next night. I told him that he could have me whenever he wanted and that we would never use birth control together. I’m four months along now. My husband thinks it is his baby but I know better. I also know that Tommy will be the father of my next child if he wants. There’s no way I could say no to him.