I have had an ongoing fling with a married man since my late teens, off and on.

My Husband knows about it (we have no secrets from each other. If we could give one piece of advice to couples on here, it would be that secrets kill marriages)

The gentlemen in question is quite a bit older, a policeman, a detective I met at a service job when I was younger. We have kept in contact and meet every year or so to talk about old times , have a few drinks and maybe fool around a little bit.



I’ve never met his wife, theirs is a loveless marriage for some time now. As swingers, we make a point out of trying to avoid men in relationships where the partner is unaware. We don’t like cheaters.



Perhaps that’s why my time with Luke (not his real name, but close enough!) is so sweet. Forbidden fruit? Comfortable recollections and history? I’m not sure.



The sex is not exactly mind bending, I get a bit spoiled as you can see. Perhaps the fact that he gets so much out of it is the turn on? My little bit of sexual charity for the year?



He is a lightly built man with small delicate hands. About two years ago we met up for lunch, ended up getting a hotel room and despite my best efforts he had trouble maintaining an erection. We were still having a great time and he was sixtynineing me with great gusto, finger banging me when he put lube all over his hand a worked it inside me.



It was a strange sensation, not unpleasant, I don’t think I could cum that way, and could definitely only do it with small gentle hands and lube, but we took some great videos and I enjoyed telling my husband all about it later that evening as I sucked him off. He didn’t last long that night!