Back Home, to Life as normal?

[Continuing an earlier Arc with a new outcome]

Honestly, Sarah felt different leaving his house. She had never been one to cheat, and while it had been incredible, and intense, she still wasn’t sure what to think. She felt a crushing sense of guilt over the sex, with such crushing orgasms her lust was dated, and she almost felt ashamed of what she had done. But there was still an edge that felt new, felt different to her. She wanted sex, even sated, but she didn’t just want sex, she wanted to be stretched, pounded like she had just had, to be manhandled, fucked beyond belief.

Tom couldnt do that. She had hoped when they were on the couch, but he was never going to be that sort of man, never been that aggressive. But as much as that was true, she realized she still loved him.

Her mind was racing the whole way home, and as she got in, she still grappled with the gravity of what she had done. Guiltily she slunk in, and got into the bathroom without Tom noticing, he seemed to have taken a nap. As she showered, she thought over the events leading up to it and realized that while she loved Tom, she didnt want to go back either, she wanted raw, powerful sex, she wanted to orgasm like that again. She sighed, and washed herself, trying to clean off the guilt. But her vagina was still coated with another mans semen, and that wasn’t something she could clean, at least not without a douche which she didn’t have.

She stepped out of the shower, still unsure of what to do about her new desires, and started to towel off. By the sounds of it, Tom was up and about now, probably awakened by her long shower.