It finally happened on the last night of our two week vacation to a Greek island last summer and now its become a habit I cannot break. In fact, it may even cost me my marriage. But its been worth it!
Im Rachel, 30 years old and Im married to Pete.Ive got shoulder length brown hair, and am often reminded that im attractive to men; I regularly get chatted up at work or whilst out with friends. However, although i have often daydreamed about sleeping with other men (well what girl hasnt?) ive never seriously considered doing anything about it. I guess i realised Id got too much to lose by cheating on Pete.
Hes a hard working, caring husband in many ways and I want for nothing around the house. New clothes, manicures, expensive shoes and jewellery, Ive got it all.
However, maybe because of the time Pete spends at work, hes often too tired to satisfy me in the bedroom. I didnt think it mattered as I became content with the material goods and creature comforts that made me the envy of my friends and family.
Last summer, we booked a beautiful secluded apartment on a Greek island and as we arrived, I could feel my tensions unwind as i looked forward to a fortnight of relaxation, good food and wine and lots of sex. We got friendly with the only other English couple in the complex whose apartment shared a communal balcony with ours.
Although Dave and Alison were over ten years older than us, they certainly lived life to the full - active days, late nights, they both seemed to live in the fast lane - and they seemed to have a sex life to match! Dave in particular had a certain finesse and sophistication that I found intoxicating and his body was to die for too! Often i lay awake at night (Pete snoring beside me pissed as a rat after a night on the booze) as i was subjected to the sounds of Dave and Alison making love through the partition wall.Jud... Læs hele novellen
