20 minutes of eye contact and less than 100 words chad or tyrone claims this self proclaimed feminist in a way her husband never could and never will. She is now Alpha widowed. I have copied the complete post as it is likely this foolish woman may come to her senses and delete it. link

Best comment - AWALT. Her response to this comment - I would have said you had your head up your ass. Now I'm not so sure. Maybe.

First Time Cheating (and last)

No idea what got into me. Still freaked out and it’s been a year. Not in a million fucking years is this me. I was at a weekend wedding with my husband, pre-COVID, at a hotel in New England. There was a whole bunch of people who were friends with my husband from college.

The night before the wedding at the hotel, there was a cocktail party, maybe 75 - 100 people were there. Anyway, I was in a small group talking with some others and I smelled him before I saw him. I looked around to see who smelled so good. He was rough looking, but handsome. He glanced over at me (F,32) and smiled. Shit. For the first time in forever, I felt myself immediately start to get wet. WTF! When he looked at me again, I didn’t look away. It was so sexual and intense and my husband was right there. Again, WTF. This back and forth went on for another 20 minutes. I couldn’t take it. I excused myself to go up to our room and take care of myself. My husband was in his element with his buddies and stayed downstairs.

I got into the elevator and this guy got in after me. Freaked me out to be honest. I didn’t see him behind me. He introduced himself to me and I choked out my name like a damn 17-year-old. When I got off on the 4th floor, so did he. He laughed and said that he wasn’t stalking me but his room was down there, pointing in the same direction as ours. When we got to his door, we stopped for a moment. I started to tell him that I’d see him tomorrow. Instead he put his hand on my lower back and gently pushed me into his room. I let him do this. I fucking let him do it because I couldn’t say no. I didn’t even know this guy. I hadn’t said more than 100 words to him. But honestly, it was the most turned-on I had ever been in my life and I wasn’t thinking straight.

Once in, he pushed me down to my knees and just said, “take it out.” No one tells me what to do in my life. I am an accomplished executive and a feminist in many ways. But there I was dropping to my knees. I really don’t know how to explain it except that I wanted him more than I have ever wanted anything and I would have done any damn thing he asked. He was quite a bit bigger than my husband and I was actually a little scared. But I took him into my mouth like it was my last meal. It felt SOOOO good. The rest of the world just tuned out. It was me and his now huge cock. I could feel my underwear absolutely soaked.

He picked me up and tossed me on the bed. We’re still not talking. I had on a skirt. He didn’t even bother taking my clothes off, just tore away my panties. This was not exactly planned so I was neat down there, but not shaved or anything. I didn’t care. I just wanted him inside. Right. Fucking. Now. I have not been with a big cock before. When he pushed in, I thought I would black out from the pleasure. No pain at all, I was too wet. I think I came before I had him all in. I don’t really know. The next 20 minutes I was out of my mind with pleasure. If my husband had walked in, I would not have stopped. NEVER have I felt anything like it. When he finally came, I could feel him pump so much fucking cum into me. It was insane. And the most embarrassing thing? He pulled me to the side of the bed right after. He just pointed to his dick and said, “clean it.” WTF again. No one talks to me like that. But I did just what he asked. I actually wanted to. How fucked up is that.

So that was my one and ONLY crazy-assed moment. I’ve never seen and talked to the guy again, other than the next day at the wedding when I saw him and his girlfriend!! It’s been more than a year now and I still think about it all the time. I still get off thinking about it too. I love sex with my husband, but I know that I will never feel anything like that night at the hotel ever again. In some ways, I wish that I had never had the experience because nothing will ever compare. If you’re reading this, M, fuck you for changing everything in my life.