I’m normally someone that doesn’t cheat when I’m in a relationship, but recently I had to go away to a weekend seminar for work and had the perfect opportunity arise to cheat on my boyfriend. The hotel the seminar was in was a gorgeous place in the South West, warm, peaceful, and several good looking men at the resort. There was another man at the conference that caught my eye immediately and we spent the day together at the same table listening to the speakers and then had lunch together. Then he asked me to join him for dinner, and after that we went back to his hotel room.
I didn’t say no, I was away, my boyfriend would never know. He actually called my phone when I was in the room of this other man and I told him I was tired and going to be turning in early. Little did he know I was about to bed down with another man. I felt naughty for being a slut like this, but it was what I wanted to do at the time, and I did. He told me he loved to lick pussy and that he was good at it, I soon found out how good. I grabbed the pillow to put over my face to muffle my screams of ecstasy as his tongue flickered across my glistening wet pussy and my twitching clit. I was in sheer heaven.
He didn’t even ask me to return the favor, he then climbed on top of me and began to fuck me, pinning my wrists above my head and treating me like his submissive whore, and I loved every minute of it. My poor boyfriend was likely jerking off alone to porn while he thought I was asleep and in fact I was getting the best fuck I’d had in the last five years in a hotel across the country. We spent the next night together as well, and by chance found out we are both going to be at another convention in the spring, so I’m looking forward to meeting up with this guy then.
