This is story about a wife who thinks the grass is greener somewhere else, and that money is the key to all happiness. It is a fictional story, but I am sure situations like this do happen. I had fun writing this one, so I hope you like it.
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Let me start with some background about my wife, and myself. My name is Shane, and I am 45 years old. My wife's name is Kerri, and she is 44.
We have been married for 23 years. We have a daughter who is in her last semester of college. Her name is Casey, and she has always been such a blessing in our lives. She will be getting a degree in education, and plans on being a math teacher.
I grew up on a ranch in a small Texas town. I worked hard on our ranch, but still found time to play sports, compete in rodeo's, and of course enjoy the company of the opposite sex.
After high school I went to college to study agriculture. I decided I wanted to be a high school Ag teacher. My parents didn't have a lot of money, so I worked part time to supplement what they could not provide.
My last semester of college, my parents decided they were tired of working, so they sold the ranch and moved to a modest home in town. They got a pretty good sum for the ranch, so that was their retirement income.
On their way home from my graduation, they were both killed in a car wreck. It was a 1 car rollover due to a blowout. I was an only child, so I inherited the money from the sale of their small ranch. It was around $400,000. I was pretty surprised when I found out how much it was. They never told me.
The next couple of months were very hard on me. I really missed my parents, and to have them both die at the same time was very difficult.
I worked through my grief, and moved on with my life.
In August I received a job offer to teach Agriculture Science at a high school just outside of Austin. I jumped on the offer because I really wanted to teach, and this looked like a great opportunity. I also decided to take my inheritance, and buy this little 25 acre ranch I found outside of town.
I built a nice modern log cabin, a horse barn, and a training ring for the horses I would buy. I also invested in some cattle.
Now I won't say that I was actually looking for a wife, but it would be nice to have someone to fall in love with, and share what I had. I also wanted kids.
It was about a month after school started that I met Kerri. My mentor teacher thought we might hit it off, so she arranged a date. I was skeptical at first, but figured I might as well give it a shot. It had been awhile since I had been out, with everything going on.
When she answered the door my jaw dropped. She was incredibly beautiful. I could tell right away I was going to like this girl. We went out to dinner, and then a few drinks at a bar. We talked, we laughed, and we drank. I was so incredibly comfortable with Kerri.
We went back to her apartment and sat on her balcony talking. I asked her why someone as incredible, and as beautiful as she was, wasn't married?
She said, "Shane I was about to ask you the same question. You are very handsome, funny, witty, and those incredibly blue eyes and blond hair make you look so sexy."
I blushed and said, "to be honest Kerri, I have never met anyone that I really wanted to get serious about. Most of the girls I dated were too weird, or too flaky to get involved with. You're not like that. There is something about you that really makes me feel different."
"Well thanks Shane. I have the same story. Most of the guys I have dated are morons, or perverts. I have never been out with a guy that I wanted to get serious about, at least not until tonight."
I turned and looked at her. She looked at me, and we kissed. It wasn't a tongue digging sloppy French kiss, but a nice soft sweet kiss. We kissed for several minutes.
Then I said, "look Kerri, I want to see you again. We don't have to be in a hurry for anything, but I would like to see where this goes. I want to really get to know you before we, well, you know."
"Shane you are about the sweetest man I have ever met. You are such a gentlemen. Most guys would already be trying to get their hands in my panties."
I laughed and said, "I would be lying if I said that thought did not cross my mind. You are very beautiful, and so sexy. However, I have a lot of respect for you, even though we just met. I want to develop a relationship, not just a one night stand."
She leaned over and kissed me again. Then she said, "Me too Shane. You are one of a kind, and I can't wait to get to know you better."
Kerri came from a family that did not have a lot of money. They could not afford to send her to college, so she chose to go to a vocational school for administrative secretarial training. She had been working the past few years for a successful small business in Austin.
Over the next several months we got really close and fell in love. It was about 4 weeks after our first date that we first made love. Actually, it was a passionate fuck in the front seat of my truck. We had just been to a movie that had several sex scenes. I'm glad we even made it to the truck. We got inside and started kissing. We both got hot, and the next thing I know is my dick is out with her straddling me in the front seat.
I'm pretty sure the windows were fogged up, and the truck was rocking. We both had a mind blowing orgasm at the same time. I had never been with a woman who came while I was inside her. I usually did it through oral sex. Kerri was incredible. She was so passionate, and so loud. She was screaming inside that truck.
We went to my house, and spent the rest of the night making love. It was such a passionate night. We both fell deeply in love that night.
We got closer and closer as the next several months went by. We were hardly ever apart. She moved in with me in March, we were married on the first of June.
A little over a year later, we had Casey. The next 23 years were great. We were a happy family, and I felt like we had a pretty good life. We weren't rich or anything, but we were comfortable. Kerri and I really had a great sex life. She never lost her passion, and neither did I.
Now I will admit that for the past 5 or 6 months that we had slowed down, but the passion seemed to still be there, or was it?
Here is the situation 23 years later.
About 6 months ago, Kerri took a new job as Executive Secretary for the CEO, and owner of BRB Enterprises. Her new boss was Benjamin Brockman, owner of a manufacturing company that produced high end electronics for the US government. He was a very rich man, so I guess his company was doing quite well. He was the sole owner of the company.
Kerri really liked her new job, and was always talking about her boss, Ben. I was starting to get a little jealous until I met him. He was 58 years old, balding, and overweight. I looked like a Greek god compared to him.
When I asked her about it, she laughed, saying "no one could ever compare to you baby."
She always told me how much she loved my 8 1/2 cock inside her.
I figured I had nothing to worry about, so I never gave it another thought until she started going on business trips with him. They would be gone for 2 or 3 days at a time.
Again I asked her about the trips, and she just laughed.
"Shane it is just part of my job. I have my own hotel room, and we stay pretty busy taking care of business."
I still was a little concerned, but she gave me no reason to doubt her, so I didn't mention it again.
That leads me to that fateful Friday. I had come home from school, and headed straight for the barn. I had been there about an hour when Kerri drove up. She got out of her car, and started walking to the house.
I yelled, "Hey baby, I'm just about done here. I will be there in a minute and fix us some steaks for supper. I sure missed you."
Kerri had been gone the past 3 days on another business trip with her boss.
She looked my way, but only nodded, then walked in the house.
I walked in the kitchen, grabbed a beer from the refrigerator, then asked, "Baby you want a beer, or a glass of wine?"
"A glass of wine would be nice," she said, as she kept staring at the floor. She had not looked at me yet.
I brought her a glass of wine, and set the bottle down beside her. She finally looked up at me. I could tell something was on her mind, or something was really bothering her.
I gave her a kiss and a hug, then said, "Baby, what's wrong? You look as if something is bothering you. Did something happen on your trip?"
Kerri picked up her wine glass and drank the whole thing in 1 gulp. Then she poured more wine into her glass. She took another sip, but not the whole glass.
"Whoa darlin, take it easy. Tell me what's bothering you. It can't be that bad."
"Shane, I have something serious to tell you, so let me get it all out before you say anything, or I will lose it."
"OK baby, tell me what is going on."
She drank the rest of her wine, then said some words I thought I would never hear.
Here is what she said, "Shane, I want you to know that I love you with all my heart. What I am about to say has nothing to do with you being a bad husband, lover, friend, or father. You are the most wonderful man I have ever known."
This was not going good. I didn't say anything, but I knew what was coming next was probably going to change my life.
"Shane, I am going to file for divorce. I will be moving out immediately. Your fears about Ben and I are real. We have been having an affair for the past 5 months. He has fallen head over heals in love with me, and we will be married as soon as our divorce is final. We will split everything 50/50, but you will keep the house, ranch, and everything here. I will only take my clothes, and personal belongings."