Does anyone have content of real cheating wives? Not cuckhold but where the husband doesnt know
Real cheating
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I noticed and began pursuing a lovely young waitress at my company's defacto breakfast and lunch hangout. We both graduated High School a few months before.
At times l believed l was making headway. A couple months of my good-natured pursuit and she dropped a bomb on me. Announcing she was engaged to be married. That put me off for a few days, then l managed to have a sincere heart-to-heart talk with her. I told her l had the feeling she had strong feelings for me as l did her, and they could not be denied. I coaxed her into going out with me at least once. Predicting if she did not, she would spend the rest of her life wondering what might have been.
She agreed to go out with me. I selected a fine restaurant 50 miles away. There was music and dancing also at this venue. We hit it off well. Leaving there she asked where to now? I offered l had a couple bottles of nice Chablis chilling in my recently rented bachelor pad, if that sounded good to her.......Sounded good to her.
First l introduced her to my large Sable Collie. He was a big hit with her. He was generally a big hit with the ladies. Big, strong, marked well, a natural charmer. Upon entering my humble abode l lit some scented candles, put on some nice music, and poured wine in my new wine glasses.
Our small talk didn't last long. With an intense look on her face she asked, " If you could have one thing in this world tonight, what would you ask for?"
My immediate response was, "I would want to make love with you all night long."
"l can't stay all night, but l very much want to make love with you."
This woman was and continues to be a beauty. Around five feet in height. Long, wavy, brown hair descending to the edge of her well-rounded derriere. Baby blue eyes that wrestled for my attention from her 36C breasts. This Lady had the most prominent breasts l'd ever encountered.
We treated each other with our respective oral lovemaking skills. When the point of no return arrived l offered l had condoms available if she desired. She then said, "Leave it in. I want to feel all of you. Condoms or pulling out are not needed or desired."
She was my third lover and first to go bareback with. Getting my turgid member inside her small body took some time. Later in our budding relationship she nearly always started on top of me. Giving her control of the initial penetration. She was tight.
Surely her fiance wondered about the seemingly ridiculous delays that ensued in their wedding schedule. We were making love three to four times a week in discreet locations. The edge of a blooming field of Black-eyed Susans was memorable. The waterfall below my parent's home. Various forests l was acquainted with. An abandoned fertilizer building where we utilized the seat on my motorcycle for her comfort, as well as my bachelor pad.
I got on my knees and pleaded with her to marry me. Our sex life was wonderful, but l picked up on her business sense. If we'd never had a date, never made love, l would have valued and sought her opinion on nearly every facet of life.
She told me she was going to take a couple weeks to make her decision. Her fiance knew something more than cold feet was adri8ft but knew no specifics.
My answer came as a letter in the mail, complete with a beautiful photo l wish l'd kept. She was marrying the other guy. I tore up the beautiful photo of her. I set about trying to be whiskey-...... at all times other than work.
In the ensuing months that followed my High School Sweetheart dumped me, and rightfully so. A few months after, and in a span of two weeks, my Father passed away, President Reagan was shot, and the Pope was shot. I thought the world was going to hell in a handbasket.
One night around 10 pm l heard a car pull in my drive. I went to the door to see who.........it was her. She asked if she could park her car in my garage. This Lady could do anything she wanted with anything l had.
Had she left the asshole? Would she now be mine to have and hold?
They'd had a spat. Must've been a doozy from where l stood. In the course of events that night she intimated to me l was the only man to bring her to orgasm. Her Husband had never got her off. Her choice of marrying him reflected family pressures put on her.
We resumed our discreet lovemaking. I got her an entry-level secretarial job in the company l was employed. (Using some modest embellishments) Her business savvy and overall pluck helped her into management. I was thrilled to see the innovation she brought with her.
Our affair lasted before, during, and after her first two marriages. I left the company after 20 years. She left after another 5 years. We made love with some regularity for more than 10 years. I'm told she is quite happy in her fourth marriage. Our lovemaking ended when l married the wonderful woman l call my wife. I have nothing but fond memories and respect for this remarkable Lady. I hope she thinks of me in the same light. I believe we would have made a good team. Our timing was never right. I haven't seen her in more than 10 years. I've sent out some strategic feelers towards her in an effort to express my gratitude for the love and support she gave me those tumultuous ten years. A recent photo of her confirms what l always thought. She looks like a million bucks and her Husband is the luckiest man on the planet.
At times l believed l was making headway. A couple months of my good-natured pursuit and she dropped a bomb on me. Announcing she was engaged to be married. That put me off for a few days, then l managed to have a sincere heart-to-heart talk with her. I told her l had the feeling she had strong feelings for me as l did her, and they could not be denied. I coaxed her into going out with me at least once. Predicting if she did not, she would spend the rest of her life wondering what might have been.
She agreed to go out with me. I selected a fine restaurant 50 miles away. There was music and dancing also at this venue. We hit it off well. Leaving there she asked where to now? I offered l had a couple bottles of nice Chablis chilling in my recently rented bachelor pad, if that sounded good to her.......Sounded good to her.
First l introduced her to my large Sable Collie. He was a big hit with her. He was generally a big hit with the ladies. Big, strong, marked well, a natural charmer. Upon entering my humble abode l lit some scented candles, put on some nice music, and poured wine in my new wine glasses.
Our small talk didn't last long. With an intense look on her face she asked, " If you could have one thing in this world tonight, what would you ask for?"
My immediate response was, "I would want to make love with you all night long."
"l can't stay all night, but l very much want to make love with you."
This woman was and continues to be a beauty. Around five feet in height. Long, wavy, brown hair descending to the edge of her well-rounded derriere. Baby blue eyes that wrestled for my attention from her 36C breasts. This Lady had the most prominent breasts l'd ever encountered.
We treated each other with our respective oral lovemaking skills. When the point of no return arrived l offered l had condoms available if she desired. She then said, "Leave it in. I want to feel all of you. Condoms or pulling out are not needed or desired."
She was my third lover and first to go bareback with. Getting my turgid member inside her small body took some time. Later in our budding relationship she nearly always started on top of me. Giving her control of the initial penetration. She was tight.
Surely her fiance wondered about the seemingly ridiculous delays that ensued in their wedding schedule. We were making love three to four times a week in discreet locations. The edge of a blooming field of Black-eyed Susans was memorable. The waterfall below my parent's home. Various forests l was acquainted with. An abandoned fertilizer building where we utilized the seat on my motorcycle for her comfort, as well as my bachelor pad.
I got on my knees and pleaded with her to marry me. Our sex life was wonderful, but l picked up on her business sense. If we'd never had a date, never made love, l would have valued and sought her opinion on nearly every facet of life.
She told me she was going to take a couple weeks to make her decision. Her fiance knew something more than cold feet was adri8ft but knew no specifics.
My answer came as a letter in the mail, complete with a beautiful photo l wish l'd kept. She was marrying the other guy. I tore up the beautiful photo of her. I set about trying to be whiskey-...... at all times other than work.
In the ensuing months that followed my High School Sweetheart dumped me, and rightfully so. A few months after, and in a span of two weeks, my Father passed away, President Reagan was shot, and the Pope was shot. I thought the world was going to hell in a handbasket.
One night around 10 pm l heard a car pull in my drive. I went to the door to see who.........it was her. She asked if she could park her car in my garage. This Lady could do anything she wanted with anything l had.
Had she left the asshole? Would she now be mine to have and hold?
They'd had a spat. Must've been a doozy from where l stood. In the course of events that night she intimated to me l was the only man to bring her to orgasm. Her Husband had never got her off. Her choice of marrying him reflected family pressures put on her.
We resumed our discreet lovemaking. I got her an entry-level secretarial job in the company l was employed. (Using some modest embellishments) Her business savvy and overall pluck helped her into management. I was thrilled to see the innovation she brought with her.
Our affair lasted before, during, and after her first two marriages. I left the company after 20 years. She left after another 5 years. We made love with some regularity for more than 10 years. I'm told she is quite happy in her fourth marriage. Our lovemaking ended when l married the wonderful woman l call my wife. I have nothing but fond memories and respect for this remarkable Lady. I hope she thinks of me in the same light. I believe we would have made a good team. Our timing was never right. I haven't seen her in more than 10 years. I've sent out some strategic feelers towards her in an effort to express my gratitude for the love and support she gave me those tumultuous ten years. A recent photo of her confirms what l always thought. She looks like a million bucks and her Husband is the luckiest man on the planet.
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