My name is Angie. 5'2" 130. long natural curly black hair and brown eyes. Black, white, and Mexican mix. 31 married female from Tempe Arizona. 34d-32-34. I was an awkward girl growing up. A good girl mostly. Always too shy to expose my erotic daydreams even now as woman with my husband. That has recently changed. Lately I want to be a sexy woman that stranger's lust. My sexual curiosity has awakened with a desire to expose my 36D tits and kissing a stranger. It's the truth. I have to confess that I have explored my curiosity a few times. So much so that I tried to share to share my dirty perversion with my husband hoping for his encouragement to live out my kinky desire. After a girl's night out filled of drinking and dancing with hot guys, I had to call hubby to bring me home. I didn't want to tell him I had been flirting. So instead, I blurted out something about the number of girls he slept with to the one guy that I've had. I felt bad. I dropped it, but I know he heard me. Still, I want to make my fantasy a reality and tried again. This time we were both at a party when a drunk asked to see my tits. I didn't indulge this drunk's request. Later that night we talked about this in bed. I surprised myself by bringing it up first. I want a new passion and lust with a stranger. I felt embarrassed to share such sinful thoughts with him. We never talked about it again. Not sure that I am attracted to him, but he has something hot about him. Maybe it's the Texas accent. Maybe how sexy I fell with his eyes on me. When we moved in, he was living with woman. They were up to something online. Live cams or something. He once whispered i should get in on it. She came around also. I wondered if it was too sweet talk me into going on cam with her. But they broke up, and that all got dropped until maybe a year later. When he told me, he had been dying to see my tits right in front of hubby. Was turned on hearing that but also nervous and embarrassed. Well, the truth is the first moment I met him I had flashes of having him satisfying my fantasy's craving. I saw myself blowing him. Maybe because he was tall and had big hands. Couldn't help it. I want that moment with him again, and I want to remove my top for him. I hope he gets a good look and like what he sees. Kiss him and let him touch and kiss my yearning tits while I undo his pants. I bet he has huge ginger cock. I want to tell him how I wanted this since we first met. Then i want to blow him real slow and passionate. If he fucks me then he fucks me, I don't care. He can cum in my mouth or my wet pussy. That's the truth. A part of me wants to go with it, but I can't tell my husband all that.