I swear I hadn’t meant for anything to happen. I mean, sure, I’d thought about it. More than once, if I’m being entirely honest. But those were just thoughts. I didn’t think I’d ever actually find myself living them out. But, as it turns out, she’d been having the same dirty thoughts for a long time too. If you had to call it anything, I suppose you’d call it an accident, though that makes it sound like we didn’t know just what we were doing. We did. Very much so. It’s just…we were powerless to stop once the opportunity presented itself. Before I knew it her legs were around my waist and her back was to the wall as I took her hard, fast and rough. Everything I’d ever desired became unleashed in that moment. It was a good thing we were home alone when it happened. Because there’d be no explaining to the man who raised me just why it was I was making his young, hot wife scream my name in pleasure. But maybe I should start this story from the beginning...