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Erotica | Adultery | Fiction
I cheated on my husband with the gardener
My wandering eyes landed on someone I couldn’t resist.
Last summer, my husband went away on business for a week in July. I’m sure you’ve heard it all before: he’s an executive at some big company and they’re always sending him out to do something somewhere else. He traveled often enough to be used to being alone; we’d been married five years by then so that wasn’t new anymore either.
It must’ve been two months since I last had sex with him though, and slowly but surely, things were getting to me more than usual. The lack of affection was starting to get under my skin as much as his absence itself did.
Our usual gardener was sick, so he had his son Julio replace him until he recovered. Julio was 20-something years old and pretty good looking if you ask me. He had jet black hair, dark eyes and olive toned skin. His body looked like someone who worked outdoors most of their life and spent hours running around doing manual labor every single day. It didn’t…
