My wife and I were college sweethearts that met our junior year. We took an instant liking to each other and the sexual chemistry was amazing. We had a lot of the same values and morals, but didn't agree with each other on everything, but we could both argue our viewpoints and then agree to disagree. I'm not going to lie; the sex after the more spirited debates was always amazing.
Like I said, our morals were much the same and infidelity was something we both agreed would never be tolerated. Not that I ever thought I'd have to worry about it, since I only had eyes for her. Melissa was a hottie. Why would I ever cheat on her? She worked out excessively and was always down to experiment in bed. Who would be stupid enough to ruin that? Well, the answer is obviously me.
I can still remember the night she got pregnant. We hadn't been able to get together for about a week due to work and were both ready to go. I still remember the look on her face when she told me she was ovulating and she was ready for me to "put a baby in her". She rode me so hard and when we both came, it was the most intense orgasm I've ever had. A few weeks later, we found out we were pregnant and seven and a half months after that, our beautiful baby boy was born. Unfortunately, due to some complications during his birth, we were told that we wouldn't be able to have any more children. This hit my wife hard, since we had talked about trying for a girl in a couple years.
A few weeks after the baby was born, Melissa returned to work. Since I was able to work from home, I became a stay at home dad, but since I couldn't effectively work and watch our kid, it was decided that we get a babysitter to come by a few hours a day to help. Since of Melissa's workout buddies, Rachel, had just lost her job since the kids she watched were starting school, it wasn't a hard decision.
Rachel was much like my wife. She worked out excessively and was toned well in all the right places. If I had met her instead of my wife, then I definitely would have tried to get with her. She also had a great sense of humor which, personally, I think is very sexy.
The first few months, I was very professional with Rachel, but as time went on, we became friendlier as we got to know each other. We slip an off color joke at each other and have a good laugh. Eventually, we'd confide in each other the more personal details of our lives and ask for advice.
Then one day, she was complaining about not having a date in so long, she was afraid her lady parts would grow shut.
"How has it been that long? You are the second most beautiful woman I know," I quipped.
She blushed before retorting, "Well, honey, I never told you this before, but I'm bi-sexual. This usually complicates dating. Most women get jealous and the guys usually think that means I'll just give them a threesome. They don't seem to get the trust issues involved."
