I had wondered if Festus and I were really having good s*x or was there more? In fact, I’d wondered about that often lately. Recently, Mrs. Okoro had told of an orgasm so powerful that she’d passed out from the effects of the passion involved. . . not once but twice, she reported spectacular s*x. . . I wondered. . . Even as Festus had brought me gifts and taken me out for date nights, I sensed that our love life had grown stale. Having finished my Pepsi, I arose and went to my bathroom to prepare for my bath and dressing. This was a favourite part of my day. . . mine alone to enjoy! I drew water for my bath as I lay out my clean undies and choose my clothes before I prepared my soap and essence, which I’ll use for my bath. Then, having all in order, I stepped into the warm bath tub and submerged myself to my neck level. There, I relaxed. Slowly, my body became accustomed to the hot water and I felt calm and relaxed! As I relaxed, my hands moved inadvertently over my body in a caressing manner. I moved slowly, enjoying each sensation. I was suddenly hot and h*rny . . . a feeling that would soon lead to something I didn’t expect in my family! At noon, I had left the bathroom and dried myself when the doorbell rang. I donned my bra and panties and my big bathrobe before going to answer the door. There, I faced Anthony – the carpenter whom Festus made an appointment to come and repair the house roof at noon. Soon, I had directed the Anthony to the Areas of the roof that are leaky and stood watching as he worked. As I watched, I took note of the Anthony. Young, probably 29! Handsome! Probably single! It was then that the idea struck me. . . he undoubtedly was a man with a lot of experience! Why not try to seduce him and find out? Having entertained the idea and chatted with the carpenter, I felt the power I had on him . . . Why not? I asked myself. I could get a real f^cking. . . . and find out what I was missing, which Festus – my husband – couldn’t give me in bed! Even as I was telling myself that I would be breaking my marriage vows and endangering my relations with my home and family, I began to get flirty with Anthony. ‘Are you married?’ I asked. He answered, ‘No.’ ‘I’ll bet you play around a lot then.’ I said. ‘Why do you say that?’ Anthony asked me. ‘Well, a handsome man like you would please any woman’ I answered. Then, the repair work required Anthony’s attention and I went to my kitchen. A few minutes later, Anthony reported that the leaky roof was fixed and, as he came to the kitchen to collect his pay, he saw me standing at my washing sink with my back towards him. He silently crept to me from my behind, and put his arms around my waist, drew me to him, and kissed me on the neck. As I felt his amorous advances, I realized that I had invited them earlier and then moved to the kitchen without having clearly decided whether I was simply enticing the carpenter or I wanted to experience his c*ck in me. I turned from the washing sink to explain and was met by his lips which kissed mine and offered so much. I cleared my mind to relax my nerves as the kiss continued. It was when Anthony’s tongue begged admittance to my mouth that I realized I had to make a decision! I must stop him immediately or I would be f^cked in my matrimonial home – there was simply no alternative!