My (former) friend fucked my husband, so I’m fucking her son

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I’m 41, she’s 42. Her son is 18.

Basically, I walked in on her and my husband in the act coming home from work early since I was feeling sick.

There was a big fight, lots of yelling and name-calling, you know, the whole routine.

I “forgave” my husband, and am acting like I want to repair my friendship with my former friend. In reality, I’m just staying with my husband so I can save up some more money to separate and live comfortably while I get myself situated more.

I’m pretending to repair my friendship with her so I could get back at her.

Her husband is admittedly ugly as hell but was also cheating on her apparently so they’re sticking together to work on their marriage, so that left her son.

He’s an attractive young man, and I assumed that it was every young man’s fantasy to fuck an older woman, so I decided to just go for it.

I got him alone, got his number, and started texting him. This led to dirty talk and nudes being exchanged.

And then that led to us sneaking around so he can fuck me senseless.

In all honesty, it’s the freest I’ve felt in a long time.

Sure, an 18-year-old is railing me in the back of my car at night, but it’s oddly freeing.

Helps that he’s easy on the eyes and is very eager to use his mouth and hands to make sure I’m finishing too.

My husband doesn’t ask questions about where I’m going, mainly because I feel like he doesn’t think he has that right after getting caught inside my friend.

Also, I’m aware that what I’m doing is shitty.

I don’t really care, though. After having both my friend and husband betray me like that, I think I deserve a little fun.

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