Nearly 10 years ago, my wife and I attended a large country music festival in the Midwest. After the concerts were finished for the day, about 20,000 people would return to the campground for an all-night party.
On this particular trip, we were planning to leave a day early to travel to a family engagement. Since we had to leave at 5 a.m., I decided to turn in early, while my wife said she wanted to stay up and continue the party with a large group of people, we had been hanging out with in our campground area. She was obviously very ......, but having a great time, so I had no problem with it.
Trying fast-forward to about 3 a.m. when I woke up and realized that she was still out. I got up and went to where she had been to look for her, but the party in our area had broken up and it was actually fairly quiet. I took a few laps around the campground and didn’t see her anywhere. I called her cell phone a couple of times, but I knew that her battery was almost dead hours ago.
Not really knowing what to do, I began packing our things and getting ready to leave. Finally, at almost 4:45 a.m., she came walking back to our campground and got into our Suburban. I was angry because I was worried for her safety and asked her where she had been. She was still very ...... and just kind of talked in circles, not really giving any answers. I wanted to continue talking about it, but shortly after we got on the highway, she .......
We reached our destination for our family event, and after it was over, we went to my friend’s house as he lived in the same town and we were going to stay overnight with him and his wife. They were not at their home yet, but gave us the garage code, so we went in and sat down there living room sofa, and started watching TV.
Having a pretty good idea that my wife had been unfaithful the night before, I was extremely aroused — and it was obvious that she was, too. Pretty soon, we were making out like teenagers and I was sucking her tits and fingering her pussy, which was extremely wet at first touch. Not wanting to get caught by our friends if they came home early, we went upstairs to the guest bedroom and had incredible sex. Her pussy wasn’t just wet, it was frothing.
After we had returned home a few days later, I basically laid it out for her that I was pretty certain that she had hooked up with someone and that I was completely OK with it. I just wanted to know the details. However, she denied that she had been with anyone, which she surely had to understand sounded completely ridiculous. I approached it several different ways, but she continued to stick with her story that she just lost track of time.
Less than a week later, we went out to dinner for our anniversary. In the restaurant, she gave me an anniversary card and written at the bottom was a note that in the next year, she was offering 18 on-demand blowjobs for 18 years of marriage. Of course, it immediately occurred to me that it was an interesting gift for someone who had seemingly lost her zeal for giving me head several years before that. I took her up on her offer and she proceeded to give me several of the best below jobs she is ever given me over the next month. Again, I couldn’t help but think that she might have been inspired by something she had done at the music festival.
To this day, even though I have told her numerous times how much I would like to share her and watch her in action with other men, she has yet to confess to anything. I suspect that the image she has created for herself as being the perfect wife and mom — which she largely is — makes it difficult for her to admit that she was capable of having a summer fling.
On this particular trip, we were planning to leave a day early to travel to a family engagement. Since we had to leave at 5 a.m., I decided to turn in early, while my wife said she wanted to stay up and continue the party with a large group of people, we had been hanging out with in our campground area. She was obviously very ......, but having a great time, so I had no problem with it.
Trying fast-forward to about 3 a.m. when I woke up and realized that she was still out. I got up and went to where she had been to look for her, but the party in our area had broken up and it was actually fairly quiet. I took a few laps around the campground and didn’t see her anywhere. I called her cell phone a couple of times, but I knew that her battery was almost dead hours ago.
Not really knowing what to do, I began packing our things and getting ready to leave. Finally, at almost 4:45 a.m., she came walking back to our campground and got into our Suburban. I was angry because I was worried for her safety and asked her where she had been. She was still very ...... and just kind of talked in circles, not really giving any answers. I wanted to continue talking about it, but shortly after we got on the highway, she .......
We reached our destination for our family event, and after it was over, we went to my friend’s house as he lived in the same town and we were going to stay overnight with him and his wife. They were not at their home yet, but gave us the garage code, so we went in and sat down there living room sofa, and started watching TV.
Having a pretty good idea that my wife had been unfaithful the night before, I was extremely aroused — and it was obvious that she was, too. Pretty soon, we were making out like teenagers and I was sucking her tits and fingering her pussy, which was extremely wet at first touch. Not wanting to get caught by our friends if they came home early, we went upstairs to the guest bedroom and had incredible sex. Her pussy wasn’t just wet, it was frothing.
After we had returned home a few days later, I basically laid it out for her that I was pretty certain that she had hooked up with someone and that I was completely OK with it. I just wanted to know the details. However, she denied that she had been with anyone, which she surely had to understand sounded completely ridiculous. I approached it several different ways, but she continued to stick with her story that she just lost track of time.
Less than a week later, we went out to dinner for our anniversary. In the restaurant, she gave me an anniversary card and written at the bottom was a note that in the next year, she was offering 18 on-demand blowjobs for 18 years of marriage. Of course, it immediately occurred to me that it was an interesting gift for someone who had seemingly lost her zeal for giving me head several years before that. I took her up on her offer and she proceeded to give me several of the best below jobs she is ever given me over the next month. Again, I couldn’t help but think that she might have been inspired by something she had done at the music festival.
To this day, even though I have told her numerous times how much I would like to share her and watch her in action with other men, she has yet to confess to anything. I suspect that the image she has created for herself as being the perfect wife and mom — which she largely is — makes it difficult for her to admit that she was capable of having a summer fling.
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