My Confession to my husband I joined this site so I could live out my wide side, my slut side. I am a conservative mom, meaning you wouldnt even guess I had sex, much less the wild sex I desire. I have some confessions to make and I will as I get more comfortable here. I will tell you, husband, your instincts, your worries, your demons are very real. There have been other men besides you. Men. Not one man. I am not proud of that but, it is what it is. The latest was about five years ago while working at the big orange box store. I dont know what really started it, but remember that trip to Colorado, and we had the big fight in the hotel room? I vowed to get back at you. Maybe my 'slut' was showing at work, or something, but a guy started to flirt with me and talk to me and make me feel special. He noticed, like you, I started wearing better clothes, and nicer makeup, and nicer hair styles to work. Yes you noticed too. I felt like you knew what I was doing, and it made it more exciting. One day he asked if I could meet him for lunch. Lunch time for him was 8pm. Well you know what, we met, and forgot about lunch. We talked and flirted and kissed a bit before both of us needed to get back to the store. That started the ball rolling. The next meeting we had, went a little farther, in fact a lot farther. I let him fuck me. I felt like such a slut. And I loved it. And he loved it too. It was so hot that I forgot to tell him I could get pregnant, and he came so much in my pussy, it was running down my leg as I was putting my clothes back on. On the way home from work, I was so worried....I was probably already pregnant. There you go, the first confession to you, husband, I let another man fuck me and loved it. He loved it too, and wanted to meet more and more. And he got it. I was his for the asking. All he had to do was ask, and I let him fuck me. And husband, he had a big dick. I loved how he used it on me. Yes, I sucked it too, long and often, anytime he wanted to use me, I let him, in fact, I couldnt stop him. He controlled me. He owned me. The tattoo on my butt, he wanted me to get it, so I got it for him. And now you have to look at it....... I couldn't say no to Brad. He wanted me, he got to screw me, fuck me, use me, and I knew you were beginning to pick up on all this, but I couldn't stop. He wouldnt stop. He had a willing slut at his beck and call. I should be ashamed but I am not. But, husband, he was not the first....just the last....