My name is Amy. In May I posted a story called Boudoir Photos.
I didn't intend this to be an on going saga, but I am still getting emails from that post (most of which I appreciate), and there is more to tell.
Just to recap, I am a 41 year old wife and mom, my birthday just passed. Last year I had posed for some Budoir photos as a gift to my husband CJ and if I'm being honest, also for myself. Our friend Eric owns the studio and did my pictures.
The reason Eric is single is because he has a fetish for married women. He always has and both CJ and I knew this going in to this. I also had an idea that's why Eric always wanted me to do this. CJ was the one that pushed for me to pose for him. I also never kept it a secret from CJ that I think Eric is really good looking.
CJ and I had been going through kind of a dry spell and I had hoped that these pictures would liven things up for us. So I did the shoot. During the shoot, Eric's friend Terry ended up providing us with a location. Terry and I took things a little far, but Eric stopped it. I said he did it to protect me, that wasn't exactly why.
After the shoot, we went back to Eric's studio. We began kissing, things started to get hot and heavy, we both got naked. I stopped it and said I wasn't sure it was a good idea. I got dressed again and went home.
The next day Eric emailed me and said that we could review the photos whenever. I still felt awkward, so I didn't respond right away. Another day or so later, I called Eric and asked if we could meet, he said sure, we should meet at his house because it would be more comfortable. I knew why he chose his house to meet at. I agreed.
I showed up at Eric's house, he let me in. He had prints laid out on his dining room table and his laptop open with the thumbnails up from the shoot. He started to say something like he wanted to clear up what happened after the shoot. I cut him off and said, let's go in to your bedroom before I change my mind. We both unceremoniously stripped naked and we screwed. This wasn't the first time, or even the second time I had an affair, but it was different because this time was pre-meditated.
CJ knows I had an affair before. He never got mad, it even turned him on a little. I have a weird hang up, I can admit to things but I can't bring myself to give details. That's exactly what CJ always wanted about my affair, details. I never told him who, or how which has driven him crazy for years. So even though I wanted to come clean about what happened, I couldn't bring myself to tell him because he'd want to know everything.
After I gave CJ the picture book, Eric came over one night. CJ jokingly said to Eric, so you have naked pictures of my wife? Eric looked like a deer in headlights and clearly was uncomfortable. Eric left shortly after. The next day Eric texted me and asked if CJ knew anything. I told him we should meet and discuss what happened. So again I went to Eric's house. Although we met under the pretenses of talking we ended just screwing again.
As a matter of fact, over the past year, Eric and I have had sex seven more times. The last time was on my birthday in June. Its not that I want to leave CJ, it's more about me than Eric. I don't love Eric but I am EXTREMELY attracted to him and he satisfies a need for me. I love my husband and I know I'm being selfish, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him, right? After all, it makes our personal life better too.