" I'm sure there are women who are lucky enough to be turned on by erotic, lady-empowering lovemaking, but there are a hell of a lot of the rest of us... who want to get a cum shot in our faces, and who sometimes have **** fantasies, as we finger ourselves to sleep.Female sexual repression was at it's height during the Victorian ages, and yet strangely, prostitution was at its height, as respectful men sought sexual refuge with the dirtiest of women, who did most of their business in dark allays,. If she had been drinking there was a pretty good chance that she'd be horny and a little less inhibited.She said yeah, we had fun. She paused and said very quietly, her voice shaking "I did something bad." I was still playing the game but that statement, and the way she said it, got my full attention. Maybe she was in the mood to tell me a story. I pulled my shorts down so I could stroke off while she talked."What did you do?" Promise me you won't get mad?" Honey, I won't. I love you, just tell. This young many was gorgeous and had eyelashes that women and girls drool over. His eyes were light blue and his hair was kind of a dirty blonde. he had a very well built body and was about 17ish. his buddies watched him dance with my wife and one of them approached him and asked if he could dance with her too. He said OK but just you.The other guys heard it and they soon dispersed. The blond k** was Lars and his friend was Pieter. They were students from the other end of the island and had set. .. my-" Secret affair," she finished. "Well, not so secret now, I guess," Cara chimed in with a quick laugh. "I wasn't the only kept secret. It seems you accidentally misplaced your wedding ring while you were fucking me." Look ... I can-" My wife put her hands up. "No need to explain. I found out about her. She found out about me."I watched and waited for the explosion. To my shock, it never came. She reached across the table and grabbed my hand. "Sure, at first I was shocked, then hurt. But,.