What we learnt this week

We learnt something this week.
There is a world of difference having adventures to-gether and having them alone.
Rob struggled. I fear I have hurt him by pushing beyond where we had previously reached which was up till now me being a slut and being fucked in from of him.
He lost control of me on Monday. I went to another guys house, a guy I had only met once before. A guy Rob, truthfully barely knew.
And there, as Rob knows, it was I who lost control.
On the friday before with this guy we had had a long anticipated threesome and about the best sex I have EVER had. Mark, the guy, (and he’ll be reading this) was super fit, super hot and super hard; a magnificent cock and he knew where to put it. I cannot remember a time I have felt more deeply taken, enjoyed, even used...it's just what I like.
I wanted more. Rob said ok and we couldn’t use our house so I went to him Monday. We met in a bar, we drank, he drove me to his, the time flashed by and when I came to it was after 2 am.
Our deal was that I was to be back by midnight. Makes me sound like a teenager….
Rob didn't stress about the time, but he has told me he found it hard not being there. I understand that.
It felt naughty to me that he wasn’t.
I felt I had been whored out.
But in truth that excited me a lot.
We have a bit to work through.
We decided to be open and put this on line as we both enjoy sharing our secret lives and get off from the reactions and comments, as some of you know very well..