I Cheated On My Wedding Day

Where do I start with this one lol. My (now) husband is much older than me. I love him, but I must admit he's my sugar daddy and that's what's it's about. He proposed and knowing how he spoils me I said yes. So we got married. On our wedding day, I was drinking from the minute I woke and so after the ceremony I was beginning to get an early hangover. The ceremony was at a hotel and so I told hubby I was going to go up to our room, the honeymoon suite for a lie down and to freshen up. Hubby's best man said he'd walk me upstairs. Now his best man is his business partner and childhood friend whom I knew very well. He was younger than my husband and very fit and sexy. We entered the room, and I asked him to help loosen my dress and sort out the train on my dress.
Before long I was standing in a white corset, stockings and heels and could feel the sexual tension between us. Before I knew it, I was on my knees! I'd unzipped his pants, pulled out his throbbing cock and begun to suck him off.
I then stood up, I kissed him and pushed him onto the four poster wedding bed and straddled him. I pulled my panties aside and let him fuck me. The thrill of being fucked on my wedding day by my husbands best man still turns me on to this day.
Afterwards, we went down to the reception, his cum dripping down my fat thighs, under my wedding dress, to meet my husband.
We had a fantastic evening and that night, my husband fucked me on the wedding bed where I'd already started my unfaithful marriage.
Do I feel guilty? No. I still please and satisfy my husband and always will. I just choose to cheat and fuck anyone else who wants me.