The married kitten decided to jump the fence

Hey, people!
I'm new here, so let me start by introducing myself. Let me just identify as kitty. I apologize in advance because I write a lot, so this story is going to be very long. Because I want to go into great detail about that situation and tell the whole story from the beginning.
One of the things I hear a lot is that my face looks like an asshole. That's true, but I have never been one in spite of my appearance and love to dress well, feel sexy, attract attention, for me it was nothing more than this. I used to do it more because I felt good, I was wanted but never had the intention of achieving anything. My sexuality and my sensuality were very well separated.
I've always had a beautiful body. The part that has always attracted the most attention were my breasts, which are big, so I have always liked to wear cleats. My curves have always been natural. After the pregnancy, I worked out a little bit to lose weight. Gained some weight during my pregnancy and lost it soon afterwards. And when I got back in shape one thing that I noticed was that my butt grew bigger.
things started to change one night when I went for dinner at a shopping mall with my husband and couple of friends. i was wearing very short jeans skirt, really bold. it was straight up the thighs and on back only slightly below my butt. When my husband saw that he didn't like me much. praised me, said I was sexy but did not like him when I wore clothes too short. just since the beginning of our relationship I made it quite clear that I would not allow him to interfere in some things and he accepted this So I complained, but it was just... he never made me change my clothes out of jealousy.
I bought my dinner, sat down at the table with the staff and noticed that a guy in front of me was flirting with me. As usual, I smiled to him but concentrated on my desk. Every now and then he would look at him, who kept looking at me, smiling at him and I'm used to it so I thought it wasn't too much.
I suddenly received a request to receive the file via bluetooth on my phone. It was a text file, the title is more or less acceptableforfavor. I got scared and looked at the guy with whom I had been flirting. And I had his cell phone number. One detail is that he referred to me by my name, probably because of the name on my bluetooth. So for a while I wondered if it was texting or not. It was time to leave, and when I got up he sent me one last text asking if I could keep writing. And I said yes.
As we were walking to the car my husband asked me who I was texting with so much. I answered that it was a friend, she said her name and everything is fine. as I thought he had been very bold I knew for sure that he would send me messages. After I sent this message, I was surprised by myself. I didn't imagine that I would be able to do such a thing. But still thought it would all be a joke and wouldn't do anything more than that. He took the opportunity to ask me what college I studied at and I said of course.
Cadu started to send me messages, as I had imagined it would be and we kept in touch. The contact went from the mobile phone to e-mails, Internet in general. We stayed very much connected even if only virtually. He is 21 years old and has a girlfriend. In the conversations, Cadu revealed that he knew me from a gym where I used to work out occasionally and had never seen me there again. He also always saw me at parties with my friends who he knows but has never been able to go there because usually was with his girlfriend. I was very interested and wanted to see where it would all go. So the next week, I went to the gym. I went on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Nothing happened. We just communicated via text messages.
the next week I went to work out again on Monday, Wednesday and when I arrived on Wednesday the cadu was there. I smiled at him and walked onto a treadmill. he texted me "what a surprise! you're coming this way!" and then from the trailhead I drove to the snack bar. When I sat down, he came up and asked if we could sit together. and the next day I was in college, he came over there. I was on the patio, he spent some time talking with a few colleagues. I saw that he had seen me but he pretended not to see me.
my virtual conversations with Cadu were already quite intimate and we started talking about our problems and personal lives. the whole thing was still just a game and I was enjoying provoking cadu because I knew from the beginning that he was very interested in fucking me, but I didn't want it to get to this point.
That's when my husband and I had our first serious argument, because of the party for a friend of mine, Douglas. My husband is very jealous of Douglas and we spent all week arguing with each other. But there's one detail: a great friend of Douglas, Tom, is one of my colleagues in common with the cadu. I arrived at the party and shortly afterwards came tom, a couple and Cadu. Around 6 pm the people started to leave and Douglas and Tom came suggesting that those of us who were staying last should stop having fun and go somewhere else. I said, "I can't".
I spent the week talking to cadu and i admit he started hitting his hard on me. but i was still dodging it, and cadu invited me over to tom's house, said there would be a prison meeting, that his girlfriend wouldn't be able to go. I didn't know how to get there. So, I texted the couple that we were talking about with Cadu at Douglas's house and they said Tom was coming over as well. He asked me how I was going to sleep there if I wasn't carrying a purse or backpack, just a handbag with money and cell phone in it. I said she would lend me an outfit.
because of the vodka, I was only half dizzy when I arrived at Tom's house but already quite bold. as soon as we entered and I saw the waterfall, I cried out. he looked at me and I ran jumped up and grabbed him put my arms around his neck and he held my legs and kissed us people who were around began to shout vibrate and applaud and those in between kissing each other very sexy vulgarly even because I had practically ridden on top of it the kiss went long and he laid me back down again when I looked around they were all looking at us, laughing and clapping. for me the shit was done and now i had to roll everything. while the party rolled, me and cadu sat in an armchair and what he rolled was so vulgar that it's almost embarrassing to remember. we kissed without any shame. I fell into the chair and I mounted on top of him. he put his hand under my skirt, squeezed my ass, time pressed my breasts with pleasure, and I sucking his tongue. His stick was hard and I felt this volume in my panties. Sometimes he would hold both hands on my ass and give me a gentle push up, I'd get the message and roll around in his dick. Part of the skirt went up and my butt was there for all to see. The only time we stopped kissing each other is when I asked someone for a drink because I wanted to be more drunk I took a few sips straight from the bottle, gave vodka to Cadu and we continued kissing and whistling with great pleasure as if no one was watching. but since I did not want to get completely drunk because I knew that night would be unforgettable and I wouldn't want to forget anything, I stopped drinking.
the way we were indiscreet and vulgar, I think that we would be able to have sex right there. Cadu started putting his finger on my bellybutton, caressing the piercing and pulling it lightly, went down with his hand and was already stroking my little girl over her panties. My baby was very swollen, very wet. at the same time I got up and pulled my cadu by his hand saying "let's go!" he led us to our guest room, we went in but didn't even close the door. I was already kissing him and taking off his clothes. I started kissing the head of his dick, then licking and kissing all over it. And while I was sucking sometimes I remembered that everything I'd been doing had come from my husband. So I got up and pushed down on Cadu, who fell out onto the bed. the cadu tried to retaliate and gave me a gentle slap on my face. At that moment I held his face tightly by the jaw, squeezed it with my fingernails and said: "You son of a bitch! Don't do this, who is in charge here is me!" When I said that I noticed that the cad made an expression of pleasure, he smiled pleasantly, and I slapped him again. I kept rubbing, scrubbing and was pushing it in slowly. from the corners, began to go up and down gently on his dick. we stayed in this position for some time. until I climbed a lot, leaving only the head of his stick inside me and stretched my legs to try to kneel. i managed to get to my knees but his cock escaped from within me. same process, kneeling I started to rub his dicks' heads into my bucket till they got stuck. then I started riding on his staff. as I rode he squeezed my breasts and nipples, sometimes pulled my tits. I started to moan, too. He was saying "aaai, aaai, aaaah" loudly. Cadu also groaned and said that he would make fun of me.
After a while he was more willing again. He started to kiss me, went upstairs, sat on top of me, kissed me and I've been taking his dick and masturbating back into my xana and we began a very nice mommy-daddy. It was a really cool trance with our bodies tightly glued together, his chest pressed against my breasts and I kept moaning deliciously. We still tried ladinho and then sitting down with our legs intertwined. Then the cadu said that it would make fun again so I stopped being afraid. I left him in the room, wearing only my underwear and bra. When I got there people saw me and shouted, applauding. Foolishly, when they were clapping I raised my hand and rolled to the floor.
I went back, threw myself on the bed and started kissing Cadu again. His dick quickly climbed up. It was four and he knelt behind me. He began to caress my little girl until she got very wet, then he started rubbing his stick in my mouthpiece and stuck it. I asked him to take his dick out of it and make fun on my ass. He did, he poured shit all over me buttocks. And then we lay down again. We were lying there looking at each other.
The other morning I woke up with my phone ringing. It was my best friend's, and she said that her husband was very angry because he had called me so many times but I didn't answer the call; She said that when I got there, she had told me the slumber party wasn't really at her house but it was at another friend of ours', and named Tom's sister without mentioning Tom or any of the boys, obviously. I brushed my teeth, wore the same bra and clothes but changed underwear. Tom's sister took me with her on our way home so we could talk about what happened last night. She laughed a lot and told me to relax.
when I came home my husband was a beast. he gave me a spore asking why didn't answer the phone. very calmly i smiled, kissed his mouth and apologized, saying that I slept in one room and left the cellphone in the living room and did not hear ringing. he was still very angry but noticed that it relieved itself.
I went to bed a little bit more sleepy than I had done, still feeling some guilt but having enjoyed so much and already felt like another woman.
That's how it all started. I hope you enjoyed this and feel free to write me back.