My Affair

My Affair

I have read that a few of you are more interested in my affair and have asked for this blog to be about that.

So here it is.

It took place from Nov 2009 to Dec 2010

I didn't plan it. Or plan who it was with. I was 29 at the time. He was 18. He was my Husband's nephew.

I will call him Arun for the sake of this blog. Arun was from Harrow and would visit with his mum, dad and little brother 6 or 7 times a year. He was good looking, had very broad shoulders and a strong jawline. It was one of the things that made him so attractive. The other was his confidence. Alot of guys find it hard to get the balance of confidence wrong. It oversteps into arrogance quite often. I have witnessed it here. I have been asked for a meet by guys on here. When I have politely refused I often get a message back asking 'Why not?' As if I have to justify why I don't want to meet them after 3 messages......

Arun is a very clever guy. He got a straight A's at school and at college and is now a very successful Solicitor. I had never thought of Arun as anything but my husband's nephew until the summer of 2009. Arun and his family came to stay one weekend in July. On the Saturday we had arranged a Barbecue, the sun was blazing and Arun came down that morning wearing a top that showed off his muscles very well. Just for a fleeting second I saw him for what he was. A very handsome young man. His smile really was another thing he had which later would get me in alot of trouble.

The afternoon went by as normal and as early evening approached I went to have a shower as the men prepared the food. Whilst I was in the shower my mind began to wander. It ad been 5 months since my husband and I had been intimate. From the window, which was cracked open just a tad, I could see Arun enjoying his beer talking to the rest. I let my mind go and imagined how he would kiss, his strong arms holding me...his tongue inside my mouth...and then I was interrupted by a knock at the door. It was my husband , asking where the marinade was kept. ..I quickly came back to earth and finished off my shower.

The rest of the evening was a very chilled out affair. The drinks flowed , the weather was amazing. We all talked and laughed, As the night went on, people started to head off to bed, almost one by one. By about 1.30 am it was me, my husband, Arun and his dad. Arun's dad and my husband were very drunk by this time. And got into a very heated debate about politics. Another thing I have learned about men is that by about pint 5 or 6, they are an expert on every subject in the world!

As it was getting late I took this as a cue to start clearing up a little so that I didn't have to do it all in the morning. As I started to collect the dishes, Arun began to help but I told him to leave it. He didn't listen and helped me clear up a bit. As we were stood in the kitchen Arun started to apologise about his Dad and I told him, both are the same..so don't worry about it. We had a brief chat about his plans for the summer and general things as I loaded up the dishwasher. By this time the two alpha males had made it inside and both retried for the night.

Arun then asked 'Are you going to bed?' I wasn't sure how to answer that and I think he sensed it so quickly said ' I'm just saying as I don't feel tired and was going to have another beer.'

'I will just finished my glass of wine first', I replied.

He got another beer and suggested we sit outside as it was still warm there. I agreed and we made our way outside. We sat and he took control of the conversation, we talked about TV, my life, his life...the conversation flowed. He even topped my wine up . We somehow got on the subject of big brother and reality programmes. It was at this point when I first thought he might find me attractive.We were talking about some reality stars such as Jordan or Katie price as she is now known as. He said he didn't find her attractive in the least and said she was all fake and plastic looking. And then said ' I don't get why she is famous she has no talent and her fake tits look crap'.

I was abit taken aback as I wasn't expecting that kind of language from him but I didn't react. He then said 'Like, your body is so much better than hers'

This time I was very shocked for a split second, and he quickly said 'I mean that in a nice way ofcourse. I do think you have a cracking body on you.'

I was slightly embarrassed but liked it. I thanked him and changed the subject. After a while we got onto the subject of girls. He told me had once had 1 serious girlfriend and a couple of dates with another. He then said 'Do you mind if I tell you something?'

'Sure' I replied.

'I've always had a crush on you.'

I nervously said ' erm...ok..'

I felt amazing. The attentions of another man shot through me. It was a hot night but my body felt on fire.

'I mean it', he said 'You are very pretty and have the body of a goddess. Your tits are amazing...are they real?'

I was shocked and somewhat offended by that question.

'Yes they are real., I said as a reaction.

I think he sensed that and added 'I didn't mean to offend you. They look perfect. You are so sexy.'

'Thankyou but I really think we should be going in now.' I said, feeling very confused as all this.

'Okay, look I am sorry' he said

'It's ok. Its just getting really late.'

I picked up my glass and bottle and went back nto the kitchen, he followed. As i rinsed my glass I caught a glimpse of him waking towards me in the reflection of the window . He gently pushed aside my hair from the right side of my neck and gave it a soft kiss as he pushed the front of his body against the back of mine.

He paused for a reaction. I couldn't move. His lips had incapacitated me and he kissed my neck again, this time moving his hands around and groping my breasts. I melted. I couldn't fight the urge of pushing my bum into his front. I could feel his hard Cock against the small of my back. He felt huge,

I was wearing jeans and a yellow top with strappy black high heels. I pushed my head down and arched my back. He started to dry hump me and I could feel his hard Cock against my bum. He pulled my top up and was now fondling my breasts over my bra. I could feel his hands wonder down to unbutton my jeans. I instinctively stopped him.

'No' I said.

He stopped and pulled back 'I'm sorry', he said.

I turned round and pulled my top back over my breasts. 'We can't, I shook my head.'

'I thought you wanted to.'

'I do, but can't. We can't.'

'I'm a virgin' he said.

This surprised me that he would tell me this especially at this moment in time.

'I think about you all the time and masturbate.I have always wanted this. I love you.'

I knew he didn't love me. Still it was sweet to hear him say that.

'Look, Arun, it's wrong. We can't do this. I shouldn't have.'

'I have never had a Blowjob.'

Again, I was surprised why he was telling me this at this time.

'Please, just suck me alittle?' he asked

'No, Arun, this is not a negotiation for god's sake. We shouldn't have done anything. We can't...' I was interrupted by him unzipping his jeans and pulling out his Cock.

'Please, just a little.' he said, as he grabbed my hand and placed it around his stiff Cock. It was huge. It must have been 9 inches or something. I couldn't stop myself from wanking him.

He put his hand on my head and eased my down onto my knees. I felt exhilarated. My mind and body was on fire. I started to lick the tip of his Cock, watching him respond to my tongue. I hadn't given a blowjob for so long, I wanted to enjoy this as much as he was going to. I went down and licked his balls, slowly, my tongue going around one of his balls when all of a sudden, he tensed up and said 'Shit'...as he started to cum in my hair. He pulled away and covered his cock with his hand.

'I'm sorry.' he said, looking embarrassed and pulling up his jeans.

'It's okay, I said, it happens sometimes. Don't worry..' I remembered that was his first time and the excitement must have got to him.

'That was amazing.', he said, I tried to hold it but couldn't .'

'Its fine, I said wiping his cum out of my hair.'

Then I heard someone walking upstairs and panicked.

'I have to go', I said and quickly made my way out the kitchen and upstairs without waiting for a response from him. I got ready for bed and got in besides my husband who was snoring his head off. I couldn't believe what had happened. I felt guilt. I promised myself that was never going to happen again. I felt so guilty. I was now a cheater. A cheating wife. It was wrong. But I could feel my heart beating so fast from what had happened. I felt alive. I felt like a woman again. ....