The other one saved our marriage.
My name is Bette (fictitious) and as my husband in the tale The Other Saved Our Marriage, it all started at lunch at a friend's house. I am 42 years old and very well-preserved.
Although our relationship at the time was quite cold, I never had any intention of betraying my husband but this day in my friend's house after lunch attended by several neighbors all our friends we were chatting and went to form small groups around the house and I ended up in the garden talking with Luis, long-time friend and conversation goes on talk comes he took advantage of the distance from others and began praising me saying how beautiful I was that I had a wonderful body and invited me for a little saidina with him And that it was good to stop this conversation around, he apologized and justified not well with the woman but did not have courage to go out there with any one and excited by the effect of drinking had made this folly, but you always had a crush on me.
I walked away frightened because it had never been sung so directly, said goodbye to the people and went home despite my fright. It moved me because it lifted up my ego
At home I started thinking about the song and how it would be to give to another, feel him caressing me, feeling him shove his dick in my pocket, gave me a crazy hard-on and only calmed down after a good surgical with spectacular fun, every now and then caught myself thinking of singing and already accepted on a good idea jump.
When my husband came back from the trip I was excited and as we never had secrets with each other ran to tell him, but at that time man turned into an ounce We argued and rolled in bed unable to sleep because of anger until he apologized , saying he got jealous for fear of losing it, took my hand and put on his stick (which lasted like a long time did not stay), said just imagine another stick entering my bouquet and me enjoying myself in the role of others had left common enormous horny, I didn't say anything climbed very nice and went to sleep after all is tomorrow Another day.
The next morning we took advantage of his free time and talked about it, he asked if I would have the courage to say yes but only with permission from him, if he let me, a little scared said yes, went another nice climb and so spent the week.
The next week Luis called worried about what happened it was to apologize that he hadn't meant to offend and that she had the greatest fear my husband would know, oh I told him I wasn't offended, at the time I was scared of singing but deep down I even enjoyed the compliments and took advantage and said that I thought up his proposal. He got excited and started praising me saying if we went out We'll talk about the proposal tomorrow.
I got so horny that my underpants were all wet, and I was holding myself back waiting for my husband to come home... just wondering what kind of a hard-on he'd get.
We rested from the fuck and then we agreed on what I would tell Luis, that seven o'clock was to meet there at the mall, I would leave my car parked there, that I would go in and how many of us met but without talking he would get out and she followed the distance until his car and from there they were going to the motel but had to come back before ten because Paul will do an extra hour till ten hours and I have to be there before my husband arrives which is not to stand out.
The next day she called and we arranged everything. I told my husband that it was all right, he came home and saw how tense he was... We were going to do something crazy!
I got all dressed up and said goodbye to my husband who was even more tense and left for the adventure, still called Paulo in the parking lot warning that he would already get into Luis's car
We arrived at the motel, I asked him to be patient because it was my first time being naked in front of another man. He grabbed a beer open gave me some said that he had relaxing kisses on his face and began caressing her hair slowly went down and started kissing her mouth while passing his hand over my thighs If it wasn't for my husband, I was a little bigger and thicker than Paul with an enormous head. And the most beautiful one was curved and pointed upwards.
He came over, fixed his head in the crack and he was forcing it real slowly and getting into really hot without much resistance after all I was drenched with hard-on.
As he pounded his dick into my pussy, I imagined how much Paul would love to know that there was another stick in it and how good for me to be able to climb with someone else without guilt and full support from the husband. Thinking about this made me laugh like crazy and he took advantage of xana's contractions
It was so fucked up that I went to the bathroom, and he followed me. He washed himself... And we got back into bed.
We started to hold each other again and quickly my pocket would get the head inside it, we changed positions several times and had a good time, looked at the clock and it was 9:15, took a quick shower, paid the bill and left for the mall so that I could take my car and go home.
In the parking lot, I called Paulo to reassure him that everything was all right and he would be getting in his car.
When I got there he was already waiting at the door, quite cheerful and smiling all get out of the car we kissed each other and he said that it smelled like shit, i took his hand and brought underneath my skirt up to the bottle and he felt something hard and I talked about having so much shit flowing from the bucket that in the car I had to cover myself with a tissue paper not to wet the seat. Had a good time mixing it all up inside my tired little bowl.
It's very nice to know that you can go out and climb with another, receive two different sticks and still have the support, love and affection of those whom one loves when he comes home as long as it is a desire and connivance on both sides. I just don't have the courage to climb in front of him.
Two or three times a week, we repeat the adventure but are open to other relationships except condom-only sex.
Although our relationship at the time was quite cold, I never had any intention of betraying my husband but this day in my friend's house after lunch attended by several neighbors all our friends we were chatting and went to form small groups around the house and I ended up in the garden talking with Luis, long-time friend and conversation goes on talk comes he took advantage of the distance from others and began praising me saying how beautiful I was that I had a wonderful body and invited me for a little saidina with him And that it was good to stop this conversation around, he apologized and justified not well with the woman but did not have courage to go out there with any one and excited by the effect of drinking had made this folly, but you always had a crush on me.
I walked away frightened because it had never been sung so directly, said goodbye to the people and went home despite my fright. It moved me because it lifted up my ego
At home I started thinking about the song and how it would be to give to another, feel him caressing me, feeling him shove his dick in my pocket, gave me a crazy hard-on and only calmed down after a good surgical with spectacular fun, every now and then caught myself thinking of singing and already accepted on a good idea jump.
When my husband came back from the trip I was excited and as we never had secrets with each other ran to tell him, but at that time man turned into an ounce We argued and rolled in bed unable to sleep because of anger until he apologized , saying he got jealous for fear of losing it, took my hand and put on his stick (which lasted like a long time did not stay), said just imagine another stick entering my bouquet and me enjoying myself in the role of others had left common enormous horny, I didn't say anything climbed very nice and went to sleep after all is tomorrow Another day.
The next morning we took advantage of his free time and talked about it, he asked if I would have the courage to say yes but only with permission from him, if he let me, a little scared said yes, went another nice climb and so spent the week.
The next week Luis called worried about what happened it was to apologize that he hadn't meant to offend and that she had the greatest fear my husband would know, oh I told him I wasn't offended, at the time I was scared of singing but deep down I even enjoyed the compliments and took advantage and said that I thought up his proposal. He got excited and started praising me saying if we went out We'll talk about the proposal tomorrow.
I got so horny that my underpants were all wet, and I was holding myself back waiting for my husband to come home... just wondering what kind of a hard-on he'd get.
We rested from the fuck and then we agreed on what I would tell Luis, that seven o'clock was to meet there at the mall, I would leave my car parked there, that I would go in and how many of us met but without talking he would get out and she followed the distance until his car and from there they were going to the motel but had to come back before ten because Paul will do an extra hour till ten hours and I have to be there before my husband arrives which is not to stand out.
The next day she called and we arranged everything. I told my husband that it was all right, he came home and saw how tense he was... We were going to do something crazy!
I got all dressed up and said goodbye to my husband who was even more tense and left for the adventure, still called Paulo in the parking lot warning that he would already get into Luis's car
We arrived at the motel, I asked him to be patient because it was my first time being naked in front of another man. He grabbed a beer open gave me some said that he had relaxing kisses on his face and began caressing her hair slowly went down and started kissing her mouth while passing his hand over my thighs If it wasn't for my husband, I was a little bigger and thicker than Paul with an enormous head. And the most beautiful one was curved and pointed upwards.
He came over, fixed his head in the crack and he was forcing it real slowly and getting into really hot without much resistance after all I was drenched with hard-on.
As he pounded his dick into my pussy, I imagined how much Paul would love to know that there was another stick in it and how good for me to be able to climb with someone else without guilt and full support from the husband. Thinking about this made me laugh like crazy and he took advantage of xana's contractions
It was so fucked up that I went to the bathroom, and he followed me. He washed himself... And we got back into bed.
We started to hold each other again and quickly my pocket would get the head inside it, we changed positions several times and had a good time, looked at the clock and it was 9:15, took a quick shower, paid the bill and left for the mall so that I could take my car and go home.
In the parking lot, I called Paulo to reassure him that everything was all right and he would be getting in his car.
When I got there he was already waiting at the door, quite cheerful and smiling all get out of the car we kissed each other and he said that it smelled like shit, i took his hand and brought underneath my skirt up to the bottle and he felt something hard and I talked about having so much shit flowing from the bucket that in the car I had to cover myself with a tissue paper not to wet the seat. Had a good time mixing it all up inside my tired little bowl.
It's very nice to know that you can go out and climb with another, receive two different sticks and still have the support, love and affection of those whom one loves when he comes home as long as it is a desire and connivance on both sides. I just don't have the courage to climb in front of him.
Two or three times a week, we repeat the adventure but are open to other relationships except condom-only sex.
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