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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.

My wife loved having me suck and lick her freshly fucked pussy clean. Tonight, she asked me if I had any new fantasies. I have for years fantasized about watching my gorgeous wife being fucked by at least 2 other men while I watched. I also loved thinking about my sexy wife having sex with another sexy woman. My wife, Kim, knew of these fantasies and loved to tease and taunt me by talking about it – many times at inappropriate times. While out in public, we would see an attractive woman, Kim would notice me looking at her and then would whisper, "I'll bet you'd like to see me suck her big tits!" She would give a sexy, little grin and my cock would immediately stiffen in my pants.

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.

“Just like what I said, its only you, Jana and me who knew that your relationship with her did not last for a month. In the people’s understanding especially with your wife’s perception that you and Jana IS IN A LONG AND SERIOUS RELATIONSHIP. If its not because you are bound to marry Mara, you will not breakup with her.” I just kept quiet and let manang to continue what she wants to say. “In your wife’s mind the person you really love is Jana and not her!” “That’s not true! I already told her I love her!” “Yes you did. But in your wife’s mind that you just learn to love her because you don’t have any choice but to love her because you married her.” “But that’s a lie! I love her even before I

Toying with a dagger out of nowhere, Lynne said offhandedly, “Ray, she’s a cheater. Sheh did you dirty. Should I carve her for you? Krystal’s knees buckled, and she knelt before me. “Ray, we’ve been married for seven years. Think of what we once meant to each other…” I kicked her down. “Don’t talk to me about feelings. Seven years of marriage, yet you stood by as your father struck me, and your lover humiliated me.” She hung her head low in shame. “Ray, I made a mistake. I wanted a child so badly that I believed his lies. It won’t happen again… “Ray, the family legacy rests on my shoulders. I needed an heir. Surely, you can see where I’m coming from.”