Two to three times a month (Sometimes more) I travel down to head office and have to stay over. My wife stays over at her mums house when I travel down, but does drive me over to the train station before we say goodbye. We've been doing the same thing now for over six years, and in all of those years I've been arriving to the same hotel and the same room.
On arrival the old concierge used to ask me if I'd like the same service as last time. And each time I'd say yes.
That's because after finding an advert for gay escorts in my room once, I phoned up and booked a young guy called Eric.
In my teens I'd experimented with my sexual world and soon realised both females and males adored my cock.
My cock isn't overly large at seven and half inches long, but it is wonderfully thick. And in my teens I had a queue of both sexes wanting to either suck my cock or be fucked by it. Only when I got serious with a previous girlfriend to my wife, did I stop having sex with guys. Then getting married to my wife, it had been over eight years since I'd had sex with a male.
Married to my wife for nearly ten years I got a promotion, which meant I had to travel to head office to give in reports and to work on departmental issues.
Eric arrived a little before nine that first time, and by half past I was balls deep up his tender tight cute white arsehole. I'd fucked his expert mouth for over ten minutes and had tongued his gorgeous fuck hole before donning the condom he gave me. Watching my cock slide up his arsehole, my first arsehole since I got married (My wife doesn't like anal) was unbelievably good. The sight of his balls slapping against mne as I fucked him from behind brought all the old memories back and from then on, I screwed that young man for all I was worth.
Eric came well before I did, and then took me deeply up his rear as I fucked him missionary, making his cum slide between us as we fucked. Eventually cumming deep up his arsehole, I knew from then on each time I traveled down I'd want him to share my bed.
I did once book another young guy from the same agency, but found I didn't enjoy him or the sex as much as I did with Eric. I also invited another man back to my hotel room to share Eric one night, but again it didn't appeal to me as much. And only a few months ago with Eric now twenty five, he brought a young guy he knew to experience my cock as I fucked them both. That was a great night of sex, but by then, and for some considerable time now, I haven't been paying Eric for sex, as he's given up working at the agency.
Eric and I have become extremely close lovers. In love would be the right thing to say. Yet we both know I won't leave my wife. The new concierge knows I'm married and knows Eric used to be an escort. But then I know he's fucking at least two of the maids, one of whom is married.
Thinking and the real reason for my confession today, my times with Eric might be over as my position in the company has recently changed. I've told him we might be ending our six year relationship. He told me he'd not accept that and was prepared to move closer to where I live (He's now a freelance journalist). When I responded it wouldn't be practicle as I wouldn't staying in a hotel, he said "Well I'll have to stay at yours then. Why not, your wife knows you've been fucking me for years now". When he said it, I thought he was joking. I was wrong.
My wife had without telling me or saying a word, discovered I was indeed having sex with a young guy. She didn't know his name until she found a few texts I'd sent him over a year back. Texting him and this is the baffling thing, they had a text conversation where they chose to not let me know, she now knew everything about our gay love affair.
In all the time she's known, she's not once hinted she knew and in many ways now looking back, she encouraged me to travel to the head office, even when I've wanted to celebrate hers or my birthday together.
I've not spoken to her about what Eric has said, or about her knowing. We've even had sex together with me now knowing she knows, and she still gives me the same love she has always given me.
It's a strange situation to be in, and one I'm going to have to figure out what to say and do.

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