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I can't believe I'm doing this. My heart is racing, and every time my phone buzzes I flinch, thinking it might be him. He's probably just watching TV right now, completely unaware that his wife is with someone else. I'm being stretched in a way I haven't felt in years. There's that sharp little pinch every time he pushes deeper, making me gasp. When he bottoms out, it's like I can feel him pressing against something deep inside me, this intense pressure right in my core that makes my whole body tense up. It aches in that raw, almost-too-much way that somehow just makes me want more. My husband never fills me like this, he literally isn't able to. He knows I'm married too, and he's still here, his hands on my hips, moving inside me like he has every right to be. I think part of him gets off on it, on the fact that he's taking something that belongs to someone else. It's not just about the sex for him, it's about the power, about knowing he can make a wife forget her vows so completely. He doesn't care about my husband, doesn't care about the life I've built. All he cares about is his own pleasure. There's this sick thrill in knowing he sees me as nothing more than a convenient hole, a married woman he can fuck without any consequences. He doesn't love me. It should make me feel ashamed, but instead it just turns me on more. My husband treats me with such careful respect, like I'm some fragile thing. But this man? He doesn't give a shit about my feelings or my marriage. He just takes what he wants, and the fact that he's willing to be that person for me... it makes me feel like the worst kind of person, and I don't even want to stop.