He's UnbelievaBULL

Chapter 4

Book One

Chapter 1

Courtney

You never know how lucky you are until you lose it. My husband was a wonderful partner, a good husband, and a great lover. s*x with him was amazing.

But the s*x I had with my boyfriend was better.

I hated to admit it, but c**k size matters. At least for me.

Will had everything I wanted in a husband...except a big c**k. Four inches was perfectly adequate...for most women.

I needed something bigger.

I’m not proud of the fact, but I started my affair with Ryan six months into my marriage with Will. I had put up with his small d**k for nearly three years. Three years of average d**k is three years too many.

It wasn’t that Will didn’t try. He put a hundred percent into f*****g me when we had s*x. He got me big vibrators and dildos. He used a cockring to stay hard and get bigger. The only thing we hadn’t done was get him to use Viagra or other drugs. That wouldn’t make him bigger anyway, it would just make him harder. Hardness wasn’t the problem. I needed to be filled up.

Will couldn’t do it.

Ryan could.

Ryan was my old college boyfriend. We were terrible for each other, but the s*x was amazing. We just wanted different things in life after college. Fast forward ten years and our wants had intersected. He wanted to f**k me and I wanted to be f****d by him. He didn’t want a serious relationship. I didn’t want a serious relationship with him; I already had someone that I was going to marry soon.

It was perfect.

How did I reconnect with Ryan? He had become a doctor and was working in the city where Will and I were living. Working in medical insurance I was lucky enough to come across his name and started wondering.

He had a flexible schedule working as a doctor. Usually we hooked up in the morning, at least once a week, because Will was working at his nine to five. Sure, property finance paid well, but it was boring as hell.

My first time reconnecting with Ryan...I was like a cat in heat.

The email I sent to Ryan was completely inappropriate.

I just asked him if he remembered me. I asked him that from my private email because I wasn’t stupid.

He was smart enough to reply from his private email as well.

The message was short. Of course I remember you. To that he attached something much longer. A picture of his hard c**k.

Of course I remember youI got wet just from looking at it. It brought back good memories.

From there it was incredibly easy to set a time to hook up and f**k.