The below story is inspired by true life events. This is an explicit psychological thriller narrated in 3 chapters.
Delusional Life Ch. 01
What happens when you marry a "Polyamorous" person to a God-Fearing conservative person? What will happen when a person believes in Polyamory married to "Monogamous" person? Divorce? Murder? Separation, partner swapping OR may be something unexpected!!! This story touched the subject when unconditional love, faith is confronted by separate beliefs. Will love prevails or something dangerous, sinister will happen?
Welcome to Chapter 01 of Delusional Life. The story will be narrated by me, Keith Jerris. I am a 30 yr old, average looking guy from Amsterdam. The sin city for explorers, famous for its adult lifestyle and nightlife. This story is about my wife Mara Jerris. She is a 31 year old beautiful women from Brazil. She is 5'8 tall, super slim with tight heavy breasts and blue eyes. She has a face and body to die for. I met her in one of my business trips in Brazil. It was love at first sight, we dated for few weeks and got married in a private ceremony. She belongs to a joint family and I am a rich orphan. I work as vice president of one of the largest Investment firm in Europe. My job is to work like a hawk and capture profitable business at throw away prices.
Mara is a survivor of 2 grave sexual assaults. Her impeccable beauty was her enemy as she was always subject to sexual advances within family, friends and strangers. When she was 10 years old, she was sexually assaulted by her cousin. She kissed a kid in front of her 20-year-old cousin and he used that against her. He blackmailed her and used this secret to fulfill his sinister desires. She was scared and very young to tell this to anyone. When she was 21, her boyfriend sexually assaulted her inside his home. She resisted any sexual advances but her strong NO was considered as yes by that B*stard. He fulfilled his desires and this severely impacted Mara. Mara never got into any relationship after that. She became cold, depressed and went through years of psychological treatment.
I hit her life hard as the perfect gentleman and prince charming she always waited for, may be because of my natural suave looks and pleasing personality. She told me that she had written to god about finding the best guy for her and the same day I met her. She told me everything about her past and gave me an option to run away from her. She also warn me that she is silent tycoon which will hit my life real hard. But my mad love and lust for her, overpowered any rational thoughts. We returned to Amsterdam and were in deep love with each other. We had daily sex and created a red room similar to the one shown in "Fifty Shades of Grey".
Our sex was normal, without any roleplay, fantasies or use of adult toys. I promised myself that I will always keep her happy and my past will never let her suffer. I took her to some of clubs but she never enjoyed. Her face used to turn deep red in jealously and anger, whenever she saw me getting close to other women. A lot of my friends tried to get close to her, ask for dance but all received a cold shoulder from her. Soon, I realized this is not her lifestyle and she will never accept this. Hence, I changed myself. I killed all my desires and started living a very normal middle-class life. Where our lives did not have any place for another person, sexual desires, fantasies etc. She wanted a boy like me and was pushing for starting a family. I was not at all thinking about starting a family and this resulted in some light arguments between us. Nothing serious as we always used to apologize, forget and forgive each other. Like 2 mature persons, we understood each other's reasoning and decided to wait for 1 year before starting family. She was fine with that 1 year wait. Our life was a perfect romantic story from Hollywood, full of love, respect and trust.
My interesting past: But I never told her anything about my past. I am not the guy she thinks I am. I was born and brought up in open relationships. I never married myself to any relationship. For me it was always friends with benefits, and I had many such friends. Some of those were consensual relationships and some of those were business relationships. Talking about business relationships, my last affair was with a trophy wife. Few weeks before I met Mara in Brazil, I was travelling to Shanghai. The guy next to me started a conversation and talked about business, work life and women. His name was Jim and he was a mid-forties entrepreneur, very fit and educated. We exchanged numbers and scheduled a meet up during coming weekend in Shanghai, which was nothing but banging the most expensive prostitutes sponsored by him. I knew he wants a bail out of his sinking business, and I am the perfect guy for him. My hawk eyes were ready as well and I wanted to test him to get the best possible benefit for buying out some of his soon to be maturing debts. I studied his firms and got to know from my key contacts that he is facing a liquidity crunch. He is in dire need of liquidity to pay off debts and keep his business running.
To my surprise, when we met it was all about sex, girls and he offered some of the very best girls. He never spoke about business or funds. Once we were done with our sexual sessions, he and I sat on a dinner table. He showed me his family and of course a semi naked trophy wife, Miranda. I had never seen a beauty like her. I guess he saw me lurking on her snap and my dick got really hard. He asked me to come over to his home next weekend and let Miranda host me. Then he reluctantly asked me if I have a girlfriend in Amsterdam and I laughed and responded, I have many, which one you want. He quickly responded, that's my boy, bring the hottest which could match my offer of Miranda. I was stunned and he smiled. He just made me an offer of partner swap and I could not believe my luck. I spend next 1 week just thinking about Miranda.
Upon returning I quickly called my sexy beast friend with benefits, Kayla. She had the sexual appetite and killer looks to bring Jim on his knees. I told her about incidence and requested her to help me in partner swap. Kayla did not disappoint me; the bitch just asked an expensive dress to wear for that day. She knows how to get money out from my bank account.
We reached Jim's place; I was super nervous, but Kayla looked very excited. Miranda opened the door; all I could see are huge breasts popping out and erected nipples from her short top. Her tight thongs shape was visible from the tight skirt she was wearing. It did not take a long before Jim excused himself and Kayla on the pretext of showing the house. Kayla was all into Jim, I believe she really liked him. He was a womanizer, of course he got Miranda. This left me and Miranda alone and she offered me nervously a walk to her bedroom. I quickly picked up the offer and started walking towards her room. When we entered, she quickly turned back and gave me a hard smooch.