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*l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l* We are moving towards the end of the story. What next story would you like to read? Forced marriage or pregnancy or divorce. I have three plots in my mind right now. Also, thank you for reading this book. I really appreciate all of you.

Sam asked again. "No, not in any of the ones I read." "Fantasy is right," Sam laughed. "I'm sure there are some men out there who won't mind sharing a woman they love, but none of the men in my experience would ever fit that description. I've shared Marcia two and a half times with other men. One was kind of a hall pass experience which she earned by sharing me with a model on my hall pass list, and the other person who came with her. The other one was a former police partner who was dying so I had no expectation he would ever become competition for her love. Both of them bothered the hell out of me. And you've let your wife have sex with eight other men? No wonder you don't want her to be a

“Protecting me? By lying? By making me think the woman I love was cheating on me during the worst week of her life?” “She left you,” Victoria said simply. She crossed her arms, watching him. “She walked out. Tweeted your dirty laundry to the whole world. Moved on with Daniel Laurent before the ink was even dry on the papers. I simply… helped you see the truth faster.” “The truth?” Adrian’s voice rose slightly, then dropped again, dangerous and quiet. “The truth is you’ve been sabotaging my marriage for years. The perfume. The crossed-out dates. The little comments. All of it. And now this. You sat in my office and watched me almost believe it.”

One hand slid under my robe, cupping my breast, the other dipping between my legs, fingers stroking my already wet pussy. “You’re thinking too much again, aren’t you?” he murmured against my neck, biting down gently. I moaned softly, pushing back against him. “It’s been exactly one year today,” I whispered. He hummed, sliding two fingers inside me slowly, curling them just right. “And?” he asked, voice dark. “Are you going to leave me, wife?” I turned in his arms, looking up at him. Those green eyes that once terrified me now made my knees weak.

My Boss’s wife is standing here practically naked in his office, dripping for my cock like a desperate slut. “You really came,” I growled, stepping up close so I could smell the sweet musk of her wet cunt already mixing with her perfume. “Your husband’s out of town and you show up here dressed like a cheap whore ready to get bent over his desk. You want this badly, don’t you Victoria?” She bit her lip and reached down to rub her pussy through the soaked lace, her fingers making wet little sounds as she spread her legs a bit wider. “God yes I want it, Liam. I’ve been fingering my married cunt every night thinking about your young thick cock splitting me open.”

The tide of public opinion shifted instantly in my favor. I lifted my head, tears still clinging to my lashes, and looked at him with quiet accusation in my eyes. “You were so excited just now… so eager… “You even said it would bring good luck to the company… “Vincent, how could you accuse me like this?” One was a husband kept completely in the dark. One was an unfaithful wife chasing cheap thrills. And the third was the father who had personally pressed the “execution” button.

James encourges his wife to take lovers. This is a true story as related to me by one of my readers. He commissioned me to do the story and agreed that I could post it (with his wife's permission). It is the story of how he encouraged his wife of ten years to take lovers. He felt that he was incapable of satisfying her completely and worried that she would find other lovers. I have changed the names and situation to protect their identities, but much of it is true, according to him, and I have no reason to doubt his story. He wanted me to do the story in first person as if he were telling it.

And they were all things that I could never have imagined. Seeing my gorgeous wife having super-hot sex with her best friend, Sandy. Sitting on a motel bed naked and jerking off with a cute exotic lesbian right beside me frigging her own pussy. Watching my wife and that cutie finger fucking their cunts for each other, long-distance, and then having my wife watch over the phone as the little vixen jerked me off in the public of our rental car.

She grabs my hand and shifts, so she is facing me. “Don’t even think about it,” she grumbles, grabbing my hand. “My love, aren’t you being too harsh? I had to live without you for two weeks.” “We had phone sex every night.” “How can you compare that to the real thing….” I whisper against her neck and smile as she shivers. I kiss her gently on the collar hoping she’ll give in, but she pulls away. “Mr. Klein, we had sex five times today.” “Wife, you’re way too cruel. Why are you counting? We should do it when nature calls,” I mumble as I start to kiss her neck, this time feeling satisfied when she stays put.

I’ve been married to Grace for years. She’s not just my wife, she’s my best friend. Our marriage is solid, and the sex? Damn, it’s incredible. You’d never guess it, but Grace is wild behind closed doors. She loves my cock, loves to experiment. That’s why I want to share this crazy story about her. This isn’t about a cheating wife.