I don't know if I should tell my husband what happened earlier this week...[m/f] [accidental cheating] | 2016

I think it was New Year's Day and my husband of two years and I were discussing spicing things up and our sexual fantasies. We decided he would buy me a buttplug to go with my new toy, and that I would dress up in sexy outfits and costumes for him. I wanted him to go down on me again, and he wanted to cum in my mouth (we didn't do either for the past year or so). We discussed possibilities of trying MFF and MMF threesomes. My husband wasn't really interested in MMF but he said there was a girl at his work that would probably do a MFF with us. We talked about taboo fantasies that would never happen...his were finally admitting he wanted to fuck my sister and he also said the neighbor across the street. My taboo fantasy was me seducing a delivery guy or repairman that came to the house.

On Monday, I got home from work around 4:10pm and my husband would be home around 6pm. He called me on the phone and said he had a surprise for me and asked if I was horny. I said yes. He said that I should wear something sexy and asked if I was still into the idea of inviting a third into the bedroom. I told him, yeah, I guess. He said he had to go because they were calling him and I didn't get to ask him if someone was coming over here or what he wanted me to wear.

I texted him "Is someone coming over? What is the surprise? How sexy? Like lingerie or a dress??" 10 minutes later and still no answer. I was wearing sexy black lace panties and matching bra and I picked out my sexy black sweater dress and put it on. I was fixing my makeup and doing my hair when the doorbell rang. My heart skipped around and I got really nervous that my husband was bringing someone home. I didn't think he would do that.

I looked out the window and I see a handsome man at the door in a work uniform and clipboard. I wonder if this is the surprise? My husband found me a hot guy for my fantasy? No, he wouldn't do that...

I opened the door and the man introduced himself and said he was sorry to bother me and said he was with a window company that installs new windows. My husband and I were talking to people about getting our front windows replaced because they are the original single panes from the 1930s. So I started to wonder if my husband set this up. I wasn't ready to let him in yet though. He asked me if my husband was home and I said no, but I asked how he knew I had a husband, and that we wanted new windows. He looked nervous, but said that he came by before and talked to my husband. I couldn't think of a time where he could have done this so I got suspicious and that only led me to believe that my husband set up this encounter to fulfill my fantasy. I still wasn't sure, but I offered him to come inside. I turned around and caught him checking me out.

He walked inside and looked at the windows from the inside. He had a catalog and asked if my husband and I had time to look at the catalog. I never saw a catalog and told him "No." He looked around the living room and said we had a beautiful home and commented on the hardwood floors. We took a seat on the couch and he got out his clipboard and said "Mrs." and then my last name. So he definitely talked to my husband. He looked at me and said "I shouldn't say this, but you look beautiful as well...I love that dress." Now, I was pretty sure this guy was here for me and not to sell windows. He was a good actor though...I was confused. I told him "Thanks." I started to get butterflies and feel warm inside. He said "It kinda looks like a sweater but it's a dress, huh?" I decided I would seduce him and see his reaction. "Yeah, it's called a sweater dress. How about that? Do you want to feel it?" He said "Uh, sure..." I sat a little closer to him and pointed to my shoulder. He rubbed it and said "Yeah, that's about how it looks..." I slowly guided his hand to my thigh and I raised the fabric up giving him a little show of my leg and thigh. I guided his hand and he felt my thigh through the dress. He said "Can I feel what's under the dress?" He slid his hand under the dress and caressed my thigh. He got to my inner thigh and I started to get wet. He pulled the dress up, exposing my black, lacy panties. He rubbed my pussy through my panties and told me I was so wet. He pushed my panties to the side and fingered me for a few minutes until I was moaning. Then he quickly got to his knees and licked my pussy while holding my panties to the side. He told me I tasted so good. It was the first time I had a tongue on my clit in over a year and I loved how rough he was with his hands on me. I told him I was going to cum and told him "Harder." He sucked my pussy and licked me harder and I came so hard that I creamed, which I rarely do. I looked down and saw white cum on the brown leather couch and felt my juices running down my thighs.

I looked back up and he was unzipping his pants and he pulled out the biggest cock I've seen in person. It was maybe 8 inches and so fat and thick! He was rock hard and I put his cock in my mouth and then licked the shaft. It felt so big in my mouth I could barely breathe, especially when he pushed my head closer to him so that I would take more of him. His cock hit the back of my throat hard and I gagged. He told me to take off my dress and I did. He grabbed my tits and felt them through my bra and put his cock in my face again. I wanted him to fuck me but I sucked his cock for a few more minutes. I asked him if he was going to fuck me and he said he was going to cum as he was jerking his cock hard. He asked if he could cum on my face and I told him to cum in my mouth. He got close to my mouth and I opened wide and he shot maybe six or seven thick ropes of cum into my mouth. I still didn't really like the taste and felt like gagging. I let the cum drool out of my mouth and I pushed more cum through my teeth until it all hit the hardwood floor below. One of the shots hit the side of my mouth and cum was dripping down my chin and onto my tits and lacy bra.

He said "Fuck, that was so hot. You are a bad girl. I better leave before your husband gets home...none of this happened, right?" I said "That was really fucking hot. Did my husband tell you this was my biggest fantasy?"

He looked confused and said "What? Why would he tell me that?"

I didn't answer and started to panic about what I had done. I thanked the window guy and pushed him out the door. I hurried up and cleaned up the cum off the couch and the wood floor. I was going to leave it to show my husband but now I was really doubting that my husband set this up. Did my horniness make me go crazy and think he set this up? Maybe the window guy was still acting and letting me keep the fantasy. I changed into some other lingerie and buried the cum stained bra in the bottom of the hamper. I spent maybe 5 minutes cleaning cum off my body because I thought my husband would be licking and kissing there.

I was in the kitchen and saw a stack of mail I hadn't gone through yet. I saw a bright yellow corner underneath a Victoria's Secret catalog. The window catalog in the living room was bright yellow. I pushed the mail around quickly and saw the same window catalog. It had pricing and dimensions written on it. So the guy had been here.

A few minutes later, my husband comes home. I called down the hall and said "There's nobody with you, right?" He said no, so I greeted him in polka dot bra and panties. He kissed me and grabbed my ass. He was holding a package. We opened it and it was a buttplug and a realistic looking cheerleader uniform. I kissed him and said I would put this on tonight. I asked him if that was the surprise...why was he talking about a third person in our life and our fantasies? He explained that his co-worker that he thought would be up for a MFF with us was going to come over for drinks Friday night (tonight) and asked if I should hit on her if I like her.

I didn't tell my husband what happened and I don't know if I should. Now we are maybe going to do his fantasy tonight and I'm not sure if I want to. I have been off today thinking about it...writing this story with a throwaway. I'm not going to lie, I masturbated while writing this and got so horny thinking about it again, but I feel really guilty about it too. What do you guys think?