(Writers starting note: I had an anonymous email stating I was a one trick pony and readers were getting tired of my stories, apparently I should branch out into "Cheating Wife" territory. Well sorry but I believe any problems can be worked out between couples within a marriage without resorting to looking elsewhere for sex.
I'm also old fashioned, I believe if something can't be fixed don't bother trying, don't stay together just for the sake of it. And don't paper over cracks in a relationship by looking elsewhere for sex.
And if my marriage is under attack from anyone man or woman I will defend my marriage, I am not a violent man but I will defend my wife and my marriage, however if my wife ever gave me any indication she wouldn't want me to defend her honour, then its time to move on.
Anyway remember my stories are fiction only my name and my wife's name are real. Oh and of course if you are tired of my versions of "loving wives" stories don't bother reading this story, you won't see any Cuckoldry or Swinging or sharing, sorry I'm very selfish, I don't share my wife, and she would never ask to be shared.)
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It is 1am, my wife Luisa should have been here thirty minutes ago, we agreed she would be here by 12.30pm. She has been out with her work colleagues, everyone from her office is out celebrating at a restaurant/bar the company she works for has just finished a big project they all worked on, a group of ten people were working on the project or so my wife told me.
I did text my wife about twenty minutes ago, but I didn't get a reply. However, I'm not unduly concerned, Luisa is a grown woman and she is a strong character, her personality is strong, she is passionate and sometimes stubborn, so I'm not overly worried about her being out with work colleagues, she knows how to look after herself, also I know most of her colleagues, at least to pass the time of day with them, and of course they know me from various work parties, the only person I haven't met is her boss, he rarely comes to these events.
A little background about Luisa and I, we met 6 years ago. I was 25 Luisa was 18 when I met her, I was on holiday in Mexico for a month, it just so happened I was in a bad part of the capital city, Mexico City, and I was hopelessly lost.
I walked into the nearest bar I could find and as I looked inside a beautiful Mexican woman looked up and then looked at me from behind the bar. Yes the earth stood still for a moment, no one and nothing else mattered. Our eyes met and that was it, she walked up to me hugged me and kissed me and she had me, there and then.
Romantic? Fate? Love at first sight? Yes all those things. Luisa introduced herself in broken English, I introduced myself in broken Spanish and we sat down and I explained through Google translate my situation.
She took my hand and took me through the back of the bar to meet her parents who owned the bar, with lots of gestures and shouting and having fun translating, it appeared her parents also met and fell in love in a single glance, so when Luisa argued her case for falling in love with me at first sight they looked at each and shrugged, but they indulged their daughter, I later learned Luisa's parents met in a bar just like we did, and got married the next day and are still married 50 years later.
So, a month later Luisa Alonso, a beautiful Mexican woman with long black hair, a curvaceous body, beautiful face and beautiful breasts and beautiful legs became Mrs Luisa Smith.
My family and my parents and my friends were very sceptical about Luisa, but she won them over and now my parents call her their daughter, and my friends are now our friends, and her family and my family are now our family, one thing everyone agreed we needed including Luisa, was a cast iron prenup.
If Luisa cheats on me, in any form, she gets only what she brought with her from Mexico, clothes, a small amount of money and not much else.
However, in 6 years of marriage Luisa has never given me any reason to doubt her or not to trust her, she gets home from work when she says she will, when going out with her friends she texts me when she wants to be picked up, normally before midnight.
We generally go out as a couple, I know men hit on her, she is a very beautiful woman, many times when we are out in clubs or bars men will approach her for a dance or buy her a drink.
But she only dances with me and she doesn't accept any drinks from anyone except from friends and family.
Yes I know, when people meet like this and get married quickly the relationships never last, well ours has. We are best friends as well as lovers and partners.
By choice we don't have any children, we go where we want and do what we want I'm a manager in a warehouse and Luisa is a PA to a chairman of a multi billion pound company.
We have a very good and honest marriage if there is a problem we deal with it we never let things fester. We make love most nights, our passion for each other shows no sign of fading away, we have sex whenever and wherever we want or we can get away with.
I had put off calling Luisa, after all I don't want to appear to be the stereotypical controlling husband checking up on the faithful wife. But it was now 1am, and enough is enough. I sent her one final text message before I called her.
"Luisa, its 1am I'm waiting for you, I am concerned, I would appreciate a message from you." I left a voice message, yes I know, a bit passive, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions.
Almost instantly a text and a video of my wife walking somewhere came through, "Sorry my love, I was having to help clear up and forget about the time, I am just drinking my last drink then heading to you, everything is winding down now."
The video showed my wife in a simple evening dress, it reached her knee's and had thick straps over her shoulders, I could see her high heels and her jacket in her hands. The dress was cut low enough to show off her cleavage.
