My Wife Cheats, And I Love Her More For It Ch. 01
I thought I knew my wife Brooke as well as I could know anyone, after being married to her for five years. She’s a very attractive 25-year-old, standing just over five feet, dark hair, with an amazing set of 36C tits, but she was very predictable in bed. Don’t get me wrong sex with her is good, there is just no spice to it. She never talked dirty to me, or let me talk to her, and got mad if I tried to do anything new. So I resigned myself to a future of good but tame sex life, that is until a month ago.
We were both invited to a beach party at her boss’s house, which he threw every year. I was to be out of town for most of the week on business, but I would be back in plenty of time for the party, or so I thought. I found out Friday that a new meeting had been scheduled which would cause me to miss my flight and the party, so I called my wife to explain. She sounded disappointed, but knew I couldn’t help it, and said she would not go without me. I told her not to be silly, insisting she go without me and she finally agreed. So I headed off to my meeting thinking at least one of us will have a good weekend.
The meeting did not take as long as expected and was able to catch a different flight home. I knew I would be late but figured I would be able to catch the last couple of hours of the party. I decided not to call my wife, as if I was wrong about the arrival time or some other delay, I would disappoint her again, so decided to surprise her. It turned out I was the one who was going to be surprised.
I arrived home from the airport at 7 pm and though the party started at 1, I knew it went until after midnight. I quickly got ready and head off to the party. I got there about 9 and the sun had set, so it would be difficult to find my wife, as there were always so many people at this thing. I grabbed a beer and started walking among the guests looking for my wife.