Well if you have read previous stories, you will know i am divorced and now have another partner. I have tried to stay loyal. Failed a few times but mostly achieved my aim. That was until May. When i well and truly fell off the wagon. My partner has a part time role that occasionally takes him away. He was due to start a small deployment in Akrottiri. I wasnt best pleased. But had to accept it. Unfortunately if you read on it would be almost impossible to go into details. I got to thinking how much fun i could have in a month. So mid April i got onto dating sites, looked at potential clubs or pubs close enough to travel but not too close to be recognised. By the time my partner was due to leave i had set up several meets with more in the pipeline. Once he had left i gave it a day or two. Then had my first meet at a hotel 2 hours away. I made sure i wore white bra. White thong. White hold ups. Leather skirt and waistcoat. That meet ended in sex. I got to thinking, how many times can a girl have sex in a month. Well i arranged to meet 18 men in may, always wearing a similar outfit. It almost became a uniform. Some merts became overnights, so it doesn't take a genius to work out i was having sex in the morning with one guy and sex the same evening with another. When my partner returned i greeted him wearing my white bra panties and stockings. I hope you have been good he said, thrusting his hand down my panties. My mind said most of the guts said i was good, however i actually said. Of course.....Well what did you want me to say? "Actually love i have been a right slut bucket"?