It's a cuckold story. Don't like cuckold stories? Your wife probably does. Move on basement dweller.
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It was one of those odd times in one's life when things seemed to be going well. Instead, I found that the woman who I thought was my faithful wife turned out to be the exact opposite. When I found out she had fucked her boss and just about every guy that worked at his small company I was shocked and hurt.
How could I miss the signs with her spreading her legs for her boss? It could be blamed on ignorant trust in a spouse. How I didn't have a clue about the rest of the men was a staggering oversight on my part. I didn't catch any of the clues in what I thought was a perfect marriage.
My name is Kevin. My divorce was over quickly. We sold the house and split the money. She got the car paid for and I got the truck with payments remaining. She got caught with the boss and his wife gave me the news. I thought my wife would marry him. Much to my surprise when the house sold she vanished with a neighbor. He was the kind that made my skin crawl and the idea that I had probably fucked her while he was fucking her made me want to remove my dick and douse myself in bleach.
Time doesn't heal all wounds, but it does help it make a little less hurtful. A couple of buddies tried to fix me up with divorced women, even one married one. The divorced ones hated men and the married one was always at my door wanting to fuck. I learned that married women are one hell of a fuck if she's not your married woman. The others are just looking for the next person they are going to fuck around on after the wedding and another paycheck to spend on their kids.
Don't let me forget my sister's girlfriends. Her friend Brenda had never been married and had an apartment with the obligatory four cats. She wouldn't admit it, but I'm pretty sure I was the first guy ever to shove a dick up in her. The good thing being that she was always eager to fuck and would go along with anything, any position, whatever I wanted. She let me fuck her in the ass. It didn't seem right, that tasty little pussy right below it and I shoved my dick up her ass.
That was a one time thing for me. I don't think I'd ever do that again. First of all I pull out and don't know what to do with my cock. I don't want to touch it and I don't see anything to use to wipe it off. She gave it the same look and didn't fuck me again for a week.
Laura was the four time married anti-virgin. My sister thought Laura and I would be a perfect couple. This chick hopped my bones in the first five minutes after I went to her house. She was everything you'd expect from a four time divorcee. The thing was that she'd fuck anything including several boyfriends, neighbors, two of her ex-husbands and three of her kids' teachers at school.
At my sister's insistence I had to give her a chance. The final straw was I was at her house, had fucked her while the kids played in the yard, then a man came by that she said was a co-worker. She said she needed to talk to him privately a few minutes in her bedroom and came out freshly fucked ten minutes later. She kissed him goodbye and returned her attention to me.
In hindsight, both were incredible fucks ... incredible experiences, but when you are fucking someone introduced to you by your sister in the back of your mind you are fucking your sister. I've fucked some people's sisters, but not interested in fucking my own.
Then came the big chapter in my life. I had my own little shit hole apartment and really hadn't even dated for a month. I was headed out to a steakhouse to treat myself on a Saturday night when a car slammed on the brakes in front of me. This blond jumps out and screams at the man in the car. He gets out and slaps her a couple of times and gets back in the car. I heard him yell at her to get in the car and when she refuses he squeals the tires leaving her on the curb.
I slowly inched closer to see if she was okay.
"What are you looking at, Motherfucker?"
Okay, probably not the church type. This little blond was not only vulgar feisty, but real damn good looking. The stretch top and short shorts put her somewhere between angel and hooker with the leaning being toward hooker. There was a nice set of knockers and a tight round ass. No baby fat on this chick. Mean and lean. Her expression changed to a smile when our eyes met.
"Need a ride somewhere?"
"I guess home. Randy needs some time to himself when he gets like this."
She opened the car door and got in.
"Boyfriend?"
"No husband actually. Six years in June. Little things piss him off and he takes it out on me. Sometimes it is just words other times her hurts me."
"Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"No. He just grabbed my nipples and damn near ripped them off. Sometimes that's nice, but not like that."
Her nipples were trying to blast through her top. She was making sure I took a good look. I'd have to say her entire body was nothing less than stunning. I had kind of written women off as a bother. This one looked like she was worth it.
Fuck it! I could eat steak later. I had her in my pickup and checked her out.
"Can I give you a ride home?"
"Might as well. He'll probably be out all night boozing it up."
She lived about ten minutes away. I let her rant about her dick of a husband as I drove and took side glances as she moved around in the seat as she talked. There was a lot of woman goodies under skimpy clothes.
We arrive in an old neighborhood of 1950's/1960's homes. The kind with straight design and single car garages. The dick had a beer drinker's boat in the driveway and a push mower sitting by the end of the house. We sat in the truck and talked some more. The both of us where hanging on to some kind of a string of a connection. I got used enough to her that I wasn't staring at her tits and legs.
"Oh, by the way. I'm Kevin. Not married. Not never married, but not married."
"I'm Sydney. Obviously married to that asshole that just shoved me out of his truck."
"I didn't get a look at your husband, but I can't imagine how anyone could throw anyone looking like you out of his truck."
"Oh, you wouldn't throw me out of your truck?"
"No. Not ever in a million years."
"That's good to know." She laughed.
See smiled and arranged herself in the seat so her back was against the door giving me a good view of how those nice boobs were straining against her top. She bent a knee across the seat and crossed the other leg over it. Sort of a way of saying, "here's my crotch, try not to stare". Which I did and she wanted me to look.
"Well, Sydney. What's the dick's problem? I mean whatever his name is, what's his problem?"
Sydney laughed. "I think we'll just refer to him as Dick."
This broad was great. Extremely good looking, body like the proverbial brick shit house, and an IQ that probably hovered around eighty, maybe high seventies. It was apparent the girl had shit for brains.
"How did your two end up married?"
"I was young and stupid. He was five years older, had a car and his own place. I had just dropped out my Junior year of high school and my parents were threatening to throw me out if I didn't go back in school or get a job. I flipped burgers for a couple of weeks when Dick showed up in his nice car. My parents like him and considering my lack of a high school diploma they agreed my best chance in life was for me to marry Dick. They signed for me and two weeks later I was Mrs. Dick Abner."
"Then his name is really Dick?"
"No, Silly. I thought you knew better. His name is Randy, but we are going to call him Dick. I didn't think it would confuse you."
I felt like I was living in a dumb blonde joke. I wanted to stop to explain, but considered it futile.
"Duh?" She made a stupid expression at me.
I looked at her and smiled. Maybe the 80 IQ was being generous.
"Maybe I shouldn't make you set in the driveway and waste your gas. I mean you can see it's getting pretty cool in here."
Much to my surprise she motions at her nipples poking out like acorns.
"Oh, and thought you were glad to see me." I joked.
