While husband away, wife will play.

[Chard]

This is certainly true in my case. In the early years of our marriage, I spent a lot of time working overseas in Saudi Arabia and Libya. I fact not including the 5 years Hannah and I spent together in the Bahamas, I spent a total of 7 years in the middle east on bachelor status.

I have already posted some of my memories from the Bahamas in the thread titled Bahamas Delight. But, in this thread I want to write about Hannah's adventures when I was away.

In both Saudi and Libya, there were hundreds of men, like myself, working away from home. And also, like myself, some of them must have stories to tell about their wives misdeeds, infidelity, etc. I would love to hear some of them. So, who has a story to tell. I'll kick it off with a memory of my first trip away.

Hannah was already hotwifing when I applied for a job in Saudi, so, when I was accepted for employment, Hannah and I had some talking to do. Do I want her to carry on seeing other men? Or does she want to carry on seeing other men? In both cases the answer was yes.

Hannah had a current boyfriend who she was fucking on a regular basis, and, she didn't want to give him up. She also wanted her freedom to date other guys too. I got so much enjoyment from Hannah's sex encounters that I was eager for her to carry on and to keep me informed. Even so, I am sure that if I said I wanted her to stop, she wouldn't have. So, with the agreement in place I went to Saudi.

Hannah now had more freedom than ever and she was eager to exploit her new status. Because our children were very young, she was able to sneak her boyfriend into our home and into our bed any night she wanted, and she certainly did.

Except for me, her husband, Hannah wasn’t a one man woman. She loved new cock, so, she was never exclusive to her boyfriend. Along with Jen, her partner in crime, they continued to go dancing every Thursday night, and into town on Saturday nights specifically to meet up with different men.

Because I was living in a camp out in the desert and without access to a phone, all my information came in Hannah's letters. Boy how I loved those letters, they were so hot. Some of the things Hannah got up to were mind blowing, the girl was shameless.

There are tales to tell and I so enjoy writing about Hannah's adventures which I will do. But I also love reading of other wives misdeeds whilst the husband is away. So, wives, did you ever get up to mischief whilst your other half was away? Why not write about it here? Anonymously if need be.

 

[TexasDaddy]

No kidding...

 

[dickhurtz]

i hope there is more.

 

[Chard]

No kidding...

Nice pics, but what's the story?

 

[TexasDaddy]

Nice pics, but what's the story?

They were in Albany GA at the logistics base. She drove 800 miles to get pregnant. July 2012.

 

[Chard]

They were in Albany GA at the logistics base. She drove 800 miles to get pregnant. July 2012.

That is hot. I would never allow it, but the thought of my wife getting pregnant with her lovers baby is such a turn on. There was one occasion when learned that my wife and her boyfriend were discussing having a baby together. She admitted it whilst we were fucking in our bed and I felt such a sudden surge in my loins, I literally exploded into her pussy. It was instant and incredible, something I've never experienced before.

Afterwards, when sanity returned, we discussed it further and she agreed that it shouldn't happen. But, even now, years later, I still get off on the thought of it. My wife actually considered having her lovers baby.

 

[Chard]

They were in Albany GA at the logistics base. She drove 800 miles to get pregnant. July 2012.

Did she go with the intention of getting pregnant? By my reckoning, the ...... is now 12 years old. Does the biological father know? Are you and the ...... (wife) still together? Does the ...... know who his or her biological father is? There's so much more you can tell us.

 

[TexasDaddy]

Did she go with the intention of getting pregnant? By my reckoning, the ...... is now 12 years old. Does the biological father know? Are you and the ...... (wife) still together? Does the ...... know who his or her biological father is? There's so much more you can tell us.

You're overthinking this. We did what we wanted to do. That's where it ends.

 

[Chard]

You're overthinking this. We did what we wanted to do. That's where it ends.

Ok, I hear you, just thought you might be holding back on what might have been an interesting story.

 

[Chard]

So, here I was in the Saudi desert, sharing a billet with 40 other, equally sex starved men. We had a room each which could be locked from the inside which was useful, because I had some privacy when I jerked off to Hannah's letters.

Meanwhile, Hannah was having a whale of a time. She was getting fucked almost seven times a week. She kept her boyfriend satisfied, even though she and Jen went into town every Thursday and Saturday nights to meet up with the contractors in the local pubs. Both girls really enjoyed new cock and mingling with the guys in the pub was a sure way to get it.

Her boyfriend at the time was not one of the contractors. He was a local guy and because he was a single, sales rep and had his own flat (apartment), he was able to make time during the day to fuck Hannah in his own bed.

Hannah had been fucking her boyfriend (I'll call him Joe) for around 3 months before I went to Saudi, and continued seeing him for the four months I was away. (I came home on leave every four months). Hannah was really into Joe, he was very good looking and super fit. He spent a lot of time in the gym and played football at weekends.

Joe was well aware that Hannah was married and he also knew how lucky he was to have a married woman for sex on tap, without the commitment. However, when I was due to come home on leave, Hannah told him that she wouldn't see him for a couple of weeks. At this point, Joe began to get a little possessive, after all, he has had exclusive use of Hannah's pussy for four months, or so he believed. (He didn't know she was also fucking others in the caravan park). He practically begged Hannah to find time to get away from me occasionally for sex.

Hannah came up with a solution. She said to Joe, leave it with me I'll see what I can do. But, Hannah was a devious vixen. She explained the situation to her pal Jen, who was also a hotwife, and asked her if she fancied a piece of Joe. Jen had never met Joe, but because she had heard such good reports about him from Hannah, she agreed.

The following day Hannah arranged to meet Joe at his flat, except this time she turned up with Jen in tow. She introduced them and said to Joe, this is my friend Jen and if you're agreeable she will take care of you whilst my husband is at home.

Apparently Joe was agog, he couldn't believe his luck, Jen was a beautiful, tall blonde. He was still trying to come to grips with this new development when the girls took him to his bed. This was a first time fmf threesome for both girls, and who knows, maybe for Joe also. Hannah and Jen have often fucked guys in the same caravan, but, always in separate bedrooms.

They stripped him naked and took turns sucking his cock before they both fucked him. Hannah then played with his balls while he emptied his load into Jen's pussy. Hannah was on cloud nine, as was I when Hannah told me the story.

Lucky Joe was fucking Jen for the next two weeks until I went back to Saudi. But it didn't end there, now that Jen was available he was fucking both her and Hannah for the following few months. Never together though, their fmf was a one off.

I was a lucky guy also, because, not only did I have some wonderful sex whilst listening to Hannah's stories, towards the end of my leave Hannah left Jen alone with me for a couple of hours. The kids were at school so Hannah went to visit her ...... whilst I had my evil way with Jen.

This wasn't the first time I fucked Jen, but she was so attractive, each time I got to fuck her was so very special.

Meanwhile, Hannah was rampant, there was more to come from this wife of mine, including a couple more firsts. So, as long as there is interest I'll keep posting. I know the readers here like to see pictures, but, because all of Hannah's antics took place during the 70s, 80s and early 90s, we didn't have phones or digital cameras. Film had to be sent to the laboratory for developing, hence we had to keep them decent. I only have family photos.

 

[Chard]

So, apart from the times I was home on leave, Hannah was getting well fucked, she was living the life of a single woman whilst in the security of marriage and all the time I was away I was getting nothing. Not all bad though, I got to fuck the lovely Jen a couple of times when I was on leave.

I left Saudi in 1979 and then went to Libya where I spent another two years. Hannah wasn't too keen on me working abroad, but, the fact that she had complete sexual freedom made it more acceptable.

All the time I was away Hannah was never without a boyfriend. Some were just grateful for the sex, others became very possessive so they had to go. One such guy, (I'll call him Jack) was a single guy. I can't remember were he met Hannah but he started dating her shortly after I went to Libya. I had a phone in my apartment so Hannah and I talked almost ever day.

She told me she was dating Jack and went on to say, if I didn't love you so much, I could really fall for this guy. That concerned me a little but I had no reason to worry, Hannah put my mind at ease. She described Jack to me, she said he is 6' 2" tall, muscular and ever so handsome. She also told me that he has a large thick cock and certainly knows how to use it. This guy is a keeper, she said and I knew exactly what she meant. Hannah always had a thing for tall, well built men, that's why she chose me over my buddies when we first met. I'm over six feet tall.

Also a bonus, was the fact he was single and had his own apartment only a few miles from our home. Because our girls were getting a bit older she wasn't able to bring guys home any more, so, Jack got to fuck her in his own bed several nights a week.

I went to Libya in late June 1979 and was due for my first home leave in early November. I really wanted to come home for Xmas so, I decided to stay in Libya another five weeks in order to achieve this.

As Xmas approached, Hannah told Jack that she wouldn't be seeing him whilst I was home. By now Jack had been fucking Hannah for nigh on 6 months and he was angry, not just because he wasn't going to see her over Xmas, but because he expected her to leave me for him. He called Hannah a slut and some other choice names before telling her he never wanted to see her again.

It was his loss, he had sex on tap with a gorgeous married woman and he blew it. I often wonder if he regretted his outburst.

As for Hannah, she was a little upset at the names he called her, but something exciting happened over the Xmas holiday that I will write about next time.

 

[TexasDaddy]

So, here I was in the Saudi desert, sharing a billet with 40 other, equally sex starved men. We had a room each which could be locked from the inside which was useful, because I had some privacy when I jerked off to Hannah's letters.

Meanwhile, Hannah was having a whale of a time. She was getting fucked almost seven times a week. She kept her boyfriend satisfied, even though she and Jen went into town every Thursday and Saturday nights to meet up with the contractors in the local pubs. Both girls really enjoyed new cock and mingling with the guys in the pub was a sure way to get it.

Her boyfriend at the time was not one of the contractors. He was a local guy and because he was a single, sales rep and had his own flat (apartment), he was able to make time during the day to fuck Hannah in his own bed.

Hannah had been fucking her boyfriend (I'll call him Joe) for around 3 months before I went to Saudi, and continued seeing him for the four months I was away. (I came home on leave every four months). Hannah was really into Joe, he was very good looking and super fit. He spent a lot of time in the gym and played football at weekends.

Joe was well aware that Hannah was married and he also knew how lucky he was to have a married woman for sex on tap, without the commitment. However, when I was due to come home on leave, Hannah told him that she wouldn't see him for a couple of weeks. At this point, Joe began to get a little possessive, after all, he has had exclusive use of Hannah's pussy for four months, or so he believed. (He didn't know she was also fucking others in the caravan park). He practically begged Hannah to find time to get away from me occasionally for sex.

Hannah came up with a solution. She said to Joe, leave it with me I'll see what I can do. But, Hannah was a devious vixen. She explained the situation to her pal Jen, who was also a hotwife, and asked her if she fancied a piece of Joe. Jen had never met Joe, but because she had heard such good reports about him from Hannah, she agreed.

The following day Hannah arranged to meet Joe at his flat, except this time she turned up with Jen in tow. She introduced them and said to Joe, this is my friend Jen and if you're agreeable she will take care of you whilst my husband is at home.

Apparently Joe was agog, he couldn't believe his luck, Jen was a beautiful, tall blonde. He was still trying to come to grips with this new development when the girls took him to his bed. This was a first time fmf threesome for both girls, and who knows, maybe for Joe also. Hannah and Jen have often fucked guys in the same caravan, but, always in separate bedrooms.

They stripped him naked and took turns sucking his cock before they both fucked him. Hannah then played with his balls while he emptied his load into Jen's pussy. Hannah was on cloud nine, as was I when Hannah told me the story.

Lucky Joe was fucking Jen for the next two weeks until I went back to Saudi. But it didn't end there, now that Jen was available he was fucking both her and Hannah for the following few months. Never together though, their fmf was a one off.

I was a lucky guy also, because, not only did I have some wonderful sex whilst listening to Hannah's stories, towards the end of my leave Hannah left Jen alone with me for a couple of hours. The kids were at school so Hannah went to visit her ...... whilst I had my evil way with Jen.

This wasn't the first time I fucked Jen, but she was so attractive, each time I got to fuck her was so very special.

Meanwhile, Hannah was rampant, there was more to come from this wife of mine, including a couple more firsts. So, as long as there is interest I'll keep posting. I know the readers here like to see pictures, but, because all of Hannah's antics took place during the 70s, 80s and early 90s, we didn't have phones or digital cameras. Film had to be sent to the laboratory for developing, hence we had to keep them decent. I only have family photos.

When I was in Afghanistan, I fucked Air forse girls in empty tents.

 

[Chard]

So, apart from the times I was home on leave, Hannah was getting well fucked, she was living the life of a single woman whilst in the security of marriage and all the time I was away I was getting nothing. Not all bad though, I got to fuck the lovely Jen a couple of times when I was on leave.

I left Saudi in 1979 and then went to Libya where I spent another two years. Hannah wasn't too keen on me working abroad, but, the fact that she had complete sexual freedom made it more acceptable.

All the time I was away Hannah was never without a boyfriend. Some were just grateful for the sex, others became very possessive so they had to go. One such guy, (I'll call him Jack) was a single guy. I can't remember were he met Hannah but he started dating her shortly after I went to Libya. I had a phone in my apartment so Hannah and I talked almost ever day.

She told me she was dating Jack and went on to say, if I didn't love you so much, I could really fall for this guy. That concerned me a little but I had no reason to worry, Hannah put my mind at ease. She described Jack to me, she said he is 6' 2" tall, muscular and ever so handsome. She also told me that he has a large thick cock and certainly knows how to use it. This guy is a keeper, she said and I knew exactly what she meant. Hannah always had a thing for tall, well built men, that's why she chose me over my buddies when we first met. I'm over six feet tall.

Also a bonus, was the fact he was single and had his own apartment only a few miles from our home. Because our girls were getting a bit older she wasn't able to bring guys home any more, so, Jack got to fuck her in his own bed several nights a week.

I went to Libya in late June 1979 and was due for my first home leave in early November. I really wanted to come home for Xmas so, I decided to stay in Libya another five weeks in order to achieve this.

As Xmas approached, Hannah told Jack that she wouldn't be seeing him whilst I was home. By now Jack had been fucking Hannah for nigh on 6 months and he was angry, not just because he wasn't going to see her over Xmas, but because he expected her to leave me for him. He called Hannah a slut and some other choice names before telling her he never wanted to see her again.

It was his loss, he had sex on tap with a gorgeous married woman and he blew it. I often wonder if he regretted his outburst.

As for Hannah, she was a little upset at the names he called her, but something exciting happened over the Xmas holiday that I will write about next time.

Whilst I was at home for Xmas and new year, I enjoyed some much needed sex with Hannah. I also managed to get a warm, sensual Xmas present from Jen.

On new years eve, Hannah and I went out to our local pub with her best friend Pauline and her husband Dave. After the midnight celebrations were over all four of us left the pub and made our way home. Because Pauline and her Hubby had to pass our house on the way home, they called in for a nightcap.

It was at this point I hoped that there might be a development. Unbeknown to Pauline, Hannah had already fucked Dave a few months earlier, and I hoped this night we might redress the balance, but alas, it didn't happen. But that wasn’t the end of the night. I poured myself another drink and Hannah excused herself and went to bed.

Now, I don't know if this is done in other countries, but here in the UK we carry out a tradition called first footing. Not everyone does it but lots do, and the idea is to carry a bottle of spirits (scotch or
brandy for example) and go round the neighbours houses to let the new year in and offer them a drink.

Because we were late home, we weren't expecting anyone, but when I responded to a knock on the door, a group of our neighbours came pouring in.

Upon hearing the commotion, Hannah came downstairs. She was wearing her short silk nightdress which was above knee length and showed a lot of cleavage. Her firm nipple pokies were clearly visible through the material and I just knew she wasn't wearing underwear.

Hannah was unashamed, she grabbed a drink and began circulating. When she sat down in the armchair I was watching her closely, praying that she didn't open her legs and flash our guests. Obviously there were men and wives in the room all of which I knew, with the exception of a couple of men who I didn't recognise.

I noticed that Hannah was being ogled, particularly by the men in the room who were probably hoping that Hannah would flash them. Finally, I told Hannah to go upstairs and put on something more decent. A couple of guys called me a spoilsport, but I didn't care.

Now I've set the scene, I'll get to the nub of the story. One of the guys who I didn't know, was a friend of one of our neighbours. When I was chatting with him I learnt that he was the manager of a flooring warehouse and store. Upon learning this, I mentioned that we were in need of a new carpet for our living room.

So this guy ( I'll call him Sam) said he would get his salesman to give us a call in a few days time. I explained that I would be back in Libya, but Hannah would handle it in my absence. Besides, when it came to home decor, Hannah made all the decisions anyway.

Fast forward a few days and Hannah got the call, except it wasn't the salesman that called, it was Sam himself. He asked Hannah if he could call by with some samples and give her a quote.

Whilst going through his samples, Hannah happened to ask him why it was he,and not his salesman that called. He started to mumble some excuse, but realising he wasn't making sense, he said, look I'll cut to the chase. I wanted to see you again.

This took Hannah completely by surprise, so they talked. He told Hannah how sexy she looked in her nightie and how he couldn't stop thinking about her. He went on to ask if he could take her out one night. He struck lucky, I was in Libya and she was on the rebound from splitting with her boyfriend so she was easy game. He got to fuck Hannah, and because Hannah liked him a lot, he was fucking her for months.

 

[Chard]

Another memory I have dates back to 1979, but, the whole story has just been revealed to me recently.

I was home on leave from working overseas, and because Hannah had been fucking different guys on a regular basis, we laid in bed one morning having a catch up. I casually asked Hannah, have you ever fucked anyone you shouldn't. I was expecting her to say no, of course not, and she did, but it was the manner in which she answered me that was suspicious.

She paused to think before she answered, which was suspicious enough, but she was also very coy. I immediately knew that she was hiding something, so I pursued it. She continued with her denial until I said, look, I need to know the truth, tell me what you are hiding and I promise I won't be angry.

What she told me disturbed me. It was a Thursday night when Hannah was at her club with friends. One of my closest pals, John, turned up at the club, he wasn’t there long before he came over to the girls table and asked Hannah to dance. A couple of dances later he joined the girls at their table and spent the rest of the evening with them. At the end of the evening he offered to walk Hannah home which she accepted.

I can only imagine how the conversation went on the walk home, but when they reached my house Hannah invited John in for a nightcap or coffee or something more intimate. She had him stay out of site while she released the babysitter, then brought him in through the back door.

Once inside, neither of them were interested in a nightcap, they went straight up to bed. John,my close friend who I should be able to trust, went and fucked my wife.

Now, here's the rub, John of course knew I was working abroad, he also knew where Hannah was every Thursday night. John was such a good looking guy, ex army and super fit. Also, he was a prolific womaniser, and that's why his wife divorced him years earlier. I know Hannah always fancied John, whenever we were all out together she would flirt outrageously with him so maybe this is why he went looking for her.

After Hannah confessed, she insisted that it was just a one off and never happened again. I didn't believe her though. Knowing John as I do, once he had gained entry to Hannah's pussy, he would certainly have come back for more. I don't think Hannah would resist either. I believed that John would have been fucking Hannah up until the time I was due home. I also believe that he would have been fucking her again just as soon as I went back abroad.

I must confess, I hope he was, the thought of him in my bed fucking Hannah excited me. I made Hannah promise never to tell John that I knew.

It is only recently, all these years later when I broached the subject again. Hannah and I were at home having a drink and reminiscing. As she got tipsy her tongue began to loosen so I asked her about John.

Her reply was, - as it was so long ago,it is water under the bridge so I'll tell you the whole story.

My suspicions where correct, Hannah had fucked John a couple of times during year before I even went abroad. She was fucking him the whole time I was working abroad and right up until the time we went to work in the Bahamas. So, apart from all the other guys she was fucking, she still found time for John. She was truly insatiable. I wish I'd known at the time, it would have been so much fun. I often wonder what other secrets Hannah might be hiding.

 

[pattyshusband]

Another memory I have dates back to 1979, but, the whole story has just been revealed to me recently.

I was home on leave from working overseas, and because Hannah had been fucking different guys on a regular basis, we laid in bed one morning having a catch up. I casually asked Hannah, have you ever fucked anyone you shouldn't. I was expecting her to say no, of course not, and she did, but it was the manner in which she answered me that was suspicious.

She paused to think before she answered, which was suspicious enough, but she was also very coy. I immediately knew that she was hiding something, so I pursued it. She continued with her denial until I said, look, I need to know the truth, tell me what you are hiding and I promise I won't be angry.

What she told me disturbed me. It was a Thursday night when Hannah was at her club with friends. One of my closest pals, John, turned up at the club, he wasn’t there long before he came over to the girls table and asked Hannah to dance. A couple of dances later he joined the girls at their table and spent the rest of the evening with them. At the end of the evening he offered to walk Hannah home which she accepted.

I can only imagine how the conversation went on the walk home, but when they reached my house Hannah invited John in for a nightcap or coffee or something more intimate. She had him stay out of site while she released the babysitter, then brought him in through the back door.

Once inside, neither of them were interested in a nightcap, they went straight up to bed. John,my close friend who I should be able to trust, went and fucked my wife.

Now, here's the rub, John of course knew I was working abroad, he also knew where Hannah was every Thursday night. John was such a good looking guy, ex army and super fit. Also, he was a prolific womaniser, and that's why his wife divorced him years earlier. I know Hannah always fancied John, whenever we were all out together she would flirt outrageously with him so maybe this is why he went looking for her.

After Hannah confessed, she insisted that it was just a one off and never happened again. I didn't believe her though. Knowing John as I do, once he had gained entry to Hannah's pussy, he would certainly have come back for more. I don't think Hannah would resist either. I believed that John would have been fucking Hannah up until the time I was due home. I also believe that he would have been fucking her again just as soon as I went back abroad.

I must confess, I hope he was, the thought of him in my bed fucking Hannah excited me. I made Hannah promise never to tell John that I knew.

It is only recently, all these years later when I broached the subject again. Hannah and I were at home having a drink and reminiscing. As she got tipsy her tongue began to loosen so I asked her about John.

Her reply was, - as it was so long ago,it is water under the bridge so I'll tell you the whole story.

My suspicions where correct, Hannah had fucked John a couple of times during year before I even went abroad. She was fucking him the whole time I was working abroad and right up until the time we went to work in the Bahamas. So, apart from all the other guys she was fucking, she still found time for John. She was truly insatiable. I wish I'd known at the time, it would have been so much fun. I often wonder what other secrets Hannah might be hiding.

Got mlk?

Another memory I have dates back to 1979, but, the whole story has just been revealed to me recently.

I was home on leave from working overseas, and because Hannah had been fucking different guys on a regular basis, we laid in bed one morning having a catch up. I casually asked Hannah, have you ever fucked anyone you shouldn't. I was expecting her to say no, of course not, and she did, but it was the manner in which she answered me that was suspicious.

She paused to think before she answered, which was suspicious enough, but she was also very coy. I immediately knew that she was hiding something, so I pursued it. She continued with her denial until I said, look, I need to know the truth, tell me what you are hiding and I promise I won't be angry.

What she told me disturbed me. It was a Thursday night when Hannah was at her club with friends. One of my closest pals, John, turned up at the club, he wasn’t there long before he came over to the girls table and asked Hannah to dance. A couple of dances later he joined the girls at their table and spent the rest of the evening with them. At the end of the evening he offered to walk Hannah home which she accepted.

I can only imagine how the conversation went on the walk home, but when they reached my house Hannah invited John in for a nightcap or coffee or something more intimate. She had him stay out of site while she released the babysitter, then brought him in through the back door.

Once inside, neither of them were interested in a nightcap, they went straight up to bed. John,my close friend who I should be able to trust, went and fucked my wife.

Now, here's the rub, John of course knew I was working abroad, he also knew where Hannah was every Thursday night. John was such a good looking guy, ex army and super fit. Also, he was a prolific womaniser, and that's why his wife divorced him years earlier. I know Hannah always fancied John, whenever we were all out together she would flirt outrageously with him so maybe this is why he went looking for her.

After Hannah confessed, she insisted that it was just a one off and never happened again. I didn't believe her though. Knowing John as I do, once he had gained entry to Hannah's pussy, he would certainly have come back for more. I don't think Hannah would resist either. I believed that John would have been fucking Hannah up until the time I was due home. I also believe that he would have been fucking her again just as soon as I went back abroad.

I must confess, I hope he was, the thought of him in my bed fucking Hannah excited me. I made Hannah promise never to tell John that I knew.

It is only recently, all these years later when I broached the subject again. Hannah and I were at home having a drink and reminiscing. As she got tipsy her tongue began to loosen so I asked her about John.

Her reply was, - as it was so long ago,it is water under the bridge so I'll tell you the whole story.

My suspicions where correct, Hannah had fucked John a couple of times during year before I even went abroad. She was fucking him the whole time I was working abroad and right up until the time we went to work in the Bahamas. So, apart from all the other guys she was fucking, she still found time for John. She was truly insatiable. I wish I'd known at the time, it would have been so much fun. I often wonder what other secrets Hannah might be hiding.

Got milk?

 

[Chard]

Got mlk?

Got milk?

I'm confused, what is meaning of milk?

 

[pattyshusband]

Another memory I have dates back to 1979, but, the whole story has just been revealed to me recently.

I was home on leave from working overseas, and because Hannah had been fucking different guys on a regular basis, we laid in bed one morning having a catch up. I casually asked Hannah, have you ever fucked anyone you shouldn't. I was expecting her to say no, of course not, and she did, but it was the manner in which she answered me that was suspicious.

She paused to think before she answered, which was suspicious enough, but she was also very coy. I immediately knew that she was hiding something, so I pursued it. She continued with her denial until I said, look, I need to know the truth, tell me what you are hiding and I promise I won't be angry.

What she told me disturbed me. It was a Thursday night when Hannah was at her club with friends. One of my closest pals, John, turned up at the club, he wasn’t there long before he came over to the girls table and asked Hannah to dance. A couple of dances later he joined the girls at their table and spent the rest of the evening with them. At the end of the evening he offered to walk Hannah home which she accepted.

I can only imagine how the conversation went on the walk home, but when they reached my house Hannah invited John in for a nightcap or coffee or something more intimate. She had him stay out of site while she released the babysitter, then brought him in through the back door.

Once inside, neither of them were interested in a nightcap, they went straight up to bed. John,my close friend who I should be able to trust, went and fucked my wife.

Now, here's the rub, John of course knew I was working abroad, he also knew where Hannah was every Thursday night. John was such a good looking guy, ex army and super fit. Also, he was a prolific womaniser, and that's why his wife divorced him years earlier. I know Hannah always fancied John, whenever we were all out together she would flirt outrageously with him so maybe this is why he went looking for her.

After Hannah confessed, she insisted that it was just a one off and never happened again. I didn't believe her though. Knowing John as I do, once he had gained entry to Hannah's pussy, he would certainly have come back for more. I don't think Hannah would resist either. I believed that John would have been fucking Hannah up until the time I was due home. I also believe that he would have been fucking her again just as soon as I went back abroad.

I must confess, I hope he was, the thought of him in my bed fucking Hannah excited me. I made Hannah promise never to tell John that I knew.

It is only recently, all these years later when I broached the subject again. Hannah and I were at home having a drink and reminiscing. As she got tipsy her tongue began to loosen so I asked her about John.

Her reply was, - as it was so long ago,it is water under the bridge so I'll tell you the whole story.

My suspicions where correct, Hannah had fucked John a couple of times during year before I even went abroad. She was fucking him the whole time I was working abroad and right up until the time we went to work in the Bahamas. So, apart from all the other guys she was fucking, she still found time for John. She was truly insatiable. I wish I'd known at the time, it would have been so much fun. I often wonder what other secrets Hannah might be hiding.

Got mlk?

Another memory I have dates back to 1979, but, the whole story has just been revealed to me recently.

I was home on leave from working overseas, and because Hannah had been fucking different guys on a regular basis, we laid in bed one morning having a catch up. I casually asked Hannah, have you ever fucked anyone you shouldn't. I was expecting her to say no, of course not, and she did, but it was the manner in which she answered me that was suspicious.

She paused to think before she answered, which was suspicious enough, but she was also very coy. I immediately knew that she was hiding something, so I pursued it. She continued with her denial until I said, look, I need to know the truth, tell me what you are hiding and I promise I won't be angry.

What she told me disturbed me. It was a Thursday night when Hannah was at her club with friends. One of my closest pals, John, turned up at the club, he wasn’t there long before he came over to the girls table and asked Hannah to dance. A couple of dances later he joined the girls at their table and spent the rest of the evening with them. At the end of the evening he offered to walk Hannah home which she accepted.

I can only imagine how the conversation went on the walk home, but when they reached my house Hannah invited John in for a nightcap or coffee or something more intimate. She had him stay out of site while she released the babysitter, then brought him in through the back door.

Once inside, neither of them were interested in a nightcap, they went straight up to bed. John,my close friend who I should be able to trust, went and fucked my wife.

Now, here's the rub, John of course knew I was working abroad, he also knew where Hannah was every Thursday night. John was such a good looking guy, ex army and super fit. Also, he was a prolific womaniser, and that's why his wife divorced him years earlier. I know Hannah always fancied John, whenever we were all out together she would flirt outrageously with him so maybe this is why he went looking for her.

After Hannah confessed, she insisted that it was just a one off and never happened again. I didn't believe her though. Knowing John as I do, once he had gained entry to Hannah's pussy, he would certainly have come back for more. I don't think Hannah would resist either. I believed that John would have been fucking Hannah up until the time I was due home. I also believe that he would have been fucking her again just as soon as I went back abroad.

I must confess, I hope he was, the thought of him in my bed fucking Hannah excited me. I made Hannah promise never to tell John that I knew.

It is only recently, all these years later when I broached the subject again. Hannah and I were at home having a drink and reminiscing. As she got tipsy her tongue began to loosen so I asked her about John.

Her reply was, - as it was so long ago,it is water under the bridge so I'll tell you the whole story.

My suspicions where correct, Hannah had fucked John a couple of times during year before I even went abroad. She was fucking him the whole time I was working abroad and right up until the time we went to work in the Bahamas. So, apart from all the other guys she was fucking, she still found time for John. She was truly insatiable. I wish I'd known at the time, it would have been so much fun. I often wonder what other secrets Hannah might be hiding.

Got milk?

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