Beginning and discovery of the whore wife.

As far as our profile is concerned, I'm shy and holy to my family and friends. My husband started to see the other side of me on buses when he was on the net reading an erotic story in a magazine. He said I was strange. He tried to leave, but he knew I was shy.
I was sunbathing, and I noticed that there were some well-educated black men, and that was making me excited, and my husband, when I came out of the water to the arena, wondered why I was so strange, so ungrateful, because I was impressed by him.
Coming home, when we were swimming, he asked softly in my ear: "Because my whore was so squeaky on the beach area when I arrived, the blacks were bothering you". "I don't understand you any better than you do, because I don't understand questions like that". "I'm the same size as you". "I'm the same size as you".
Next time I'll tell you about my first fling with my husband and another man.