Cheating

I’ll never forget the night I had a friend’s party. Most of them were married. Their age was 16 to about 26. Most women had between 16 and 21. The party was a little wild, a lot of drinking and most women/girls making a little flash of their charms.

My only friend, his wife was 17, they had only been married for eight months. Of course he’d kissed her about six months before they got married. Anyway, she showed up one of her breasts, beautiful little farm with big nipples. Never both at once. She also sat or danced in a way that you would have a nice view of her tight bikini seeing through filmed panties. You’d even have a flash of her pubic hair through her panties, they were that movie. Almost as if she had nothing. He seemed to descend on her showing her charms to other men and women.

It was a typical afternoon Monday and I was waiting for the kids to come home from school when the bell rang. I answered the door to find Anna, a good friend standing there. Come in.

Anna and I talked for a while and then she told me that she met this man and that he was amazing. Anna was recently divorced and has only been out for about 3 months now and she keeps me informed of her dates. Anna said she had been with this guy about 5 times now and he was amazing.

I love my husband. He’s a good father to my kids, he’s attractive, and a good friend. We have a good relationship and we like to be together. Our sex life is wonderful. I never thought I’d deceive him, but sometimes things “come.”

Keith has to travel often, in his work. During such a trip, the children were no longer in school and since I had to work, they stayed with their grandparents. After work, several of my colleagues decided to go to a local bar for an hour. Lance, one of the new associates, was not familiar with the area, so I offered to take him. In retrospect, I wonder if there was anything Freudian about it.

My name is Jackie, I’m blonde with a 36DD bust (which many men find attractive). It’s a real story about my first case, I was 39 at the time.

I worked in an office as sales manager when a new manager came to work for the same company. My job was to travel to meet clients in their offices, and sometimes my director also came to meetings.

In time, our relationship got closer and although I was perfectly happy with my marriage (and satisfied with my husband’s love), I began to fantasize about Wyn. One day, we arrived at a customer’s parking area before our scheduled meeting and we spoke occasionally in the car. I reached the back seat for my briefcase - an act that twisted me next to him with my face quite close to his. He took the opportunity to take my face in his hands and kiss me tenderly on my lips. I was surprised but also happy and responded to this first kiss. He’s not surprised that he pushed his tongue into my mouth and I got more excited, I did the same thing to him. One of his hands caresses in front of my blouse and he has no doubt that he can feel my nipples erect.

It was a cold, rainy day, October as I sat near the window of the image waiting for the grocer to deliver my order. I thought about my husband, who served in the navy, on a carrier. He’d been gone for five months and I was thinking how much I missed his company, his conversation, his dick. We had only been married a month before Ed’s tour began and we made sure that every minute counted. We had to fuck six times a day and in so many different positions during this month.

Lalitha was obsessed with the laughter around her. The call she had just witnessed was like a ghost of the past, a ghost she thought was gone for good. She came from a colleague from her first place of work. Five years ago, almost in another life, Lalitha borrowed Rs 20000. She promised to pay him back in a month, but she couldn’t. The colleague had been good enough not to push her to immediately repay the money and the debt had remained. A few months later, the girl’s marriage came to a man working in the UK. The girl resigned from her work and was caught in the middle of the crazy rush that usually accompanies an Indian marriage. In the middle of that, she called Lalitha and gave her account number. She was casual and told her to deposit the money in the account when she had it. A week later, the lady left India with her husband. Lalitha had, at that time, really intended to repay the lady. But she didn’t stop taking it until she forgot. From time to time, it would appear in its memory and disappear for a long time.

My wife and I had another of our legendary fights and decided to stay in a hotel for the night and relax. The clerk looked at me a little funny when I went to check at 9:00 and had no ID. I explained to him the fight with my wife and how I left my wallet at home and the story of my emergency money in the car and, with a tip of $100, I soon had a room with no questions with double queens.

Have you ever asked what your wife gets up when she’s at work? Is she coming back later than expected, and rushes upstairs to wash and change before even having the chance to exchange a few words? Does she avoid intimacy at the excuse that she had a difficult day in the office? Does she wear inappropriate underwear for work? If all this sounds familiar, you should read.

I’d like to tell you a story about a situation that developed at work a year ago. At the time I worked in the service charged with an electric retail company. There were about ten guys serving all kinds of domestic appliances. We had some girls working on the help desk and customer reception on the stairs, but our floor was rather an environment dominated by men, so you can imagine the pleasure among the guys when our service manager used a very young cleaner. She only worked part-time, but she looked at her breasts swelling while she wrestled with the electric floor polisher every morning became a distraction. At 11:30, she would make tea and coffee and bring it around each of our offices on a plateau. Guys would always be mistaken, tickle her while she had the tray and usually have fun. She was a little embarrassed at first, but it wasn’t long before she came back as well as she had.

It was a hell of a New Year’s Eve party we put at our place. We invited 30 couples and 26 of them came. We drank and danced and naturally something to eat. The party was a costume party celebrating the last year and welcoming in the New Year. There were all kinds of costumes, surprisingly most of them were on the revealing side.

It was surprising that women wore costumes that even showed their naked breast and many of them even their nipples. Their skirts were so short that if they hung on everything, you could see their panties that was hardly more than a strap that covered their back rosebud and their pussy lips.

I caught Tina cheating on me six months ago and I was going to leave the wedding. Tina cried a lot and confessed to several things and somehow I was shot by what she said and we had the most intense sex ever. I always knew Tina was a bitch.

Since we played this game where Tina goes out every weekend and pretends she was fucked by a guy in the bar. When she comes home, she tells me about a guy who picked her up and how they fucked like crazy. It was fun and she was more verbal about it. Tina is 5-3" 145 (a bit round but firm) black hair and a very nice set of breasts. Tina is Italian and has these sexy Italian features.