Karen and I married right out of high school. We had dated for nearly all of the four years in school. I went to work in a factory in a near by town a month after graduation and Karen cleaned houses with her sister. The girls had a good business going. Ten years later we were doing very well as we had bought our first house and were well on the way to owning it, Our girls were seven and nine.
With both girls in school my wife and her sister were taking on a few more houses to clean and they had several businesses. Karla, her sister is 3 years older than my wife and is divorced. Karla's husband Ted was an asshole and it only took her two kids and ten years to learn it. And she was very careful about anything that looked serious when it came to men. Wild sex a couple nights a week was her thing. But not with anyone decent.
And her advice to Karen was wild sex with jerks and assholes too. Karen's wild sex had only been with me so that was her only wild sex or just plain sex. Karla told her there was lots more to it that she needed to learn and they joked about it lots. I took it all in stride and I loved Karla and her kids anyway. Our life was nearly perfectly on track for everything we desired and had worked for.
My job at the factory moved forward and I moved up into management and a salary that more than doubled my income. And Karen's business with Karla doubled twice and they now had 3 crews working for them. So our income had exploded. The girls were now old enough to not need child care and we now were free of that too.
So at the age of mid-thirties we now owned a new house in a very nice new development and two new autos plus several new work vans. Life was as good as it gets. I can not tell you how happy were were. But we were too busy.
Karla got Karen to stop for drinks at her favorite watering hole a couple times a week. And they didn't get home til after 9pm usually. and the were pretty wired up. This had been going on for several months when I said something about them getting into trouble. What I had meant was being picked up while driving drunk, but my wife felt I had meant with men. And she flew mad.
"Karla fuck who she wants and I can take care of myself."
"So are you feeling guilty about something?"
"I have nothing to feel guilty about and I have been asked several times."
"So why haven't you said, yes?"
"Well maybe the next time I am ask I will."
And she stomped off to bed. I was up and gone before Karen got up the next morning and She was not home that night when I got home. I fell asleep in the den that night and woke early still there so I showered and went to work.
A simple question about them driving home drunk that I was worried about had turned into a major thing about trusting her stopping for drinks where I knew guys hung out that Karla was fucking. And I had never given a thought about trusting Karen. Now we were going on the fourth day of not talking or even seeing each other.
That night it was after midnight when Karen came home and she was very drunk. She stumbled into the house and stood in front of me with hands on her hips.
"Well I finally said, Yes."
As she turned to head off upstairs I ask.
"You have a date, or you fucked some one?"
"I have not fucked someone yet, but yes, I have a date."
"Karen I ask you about drinking because I was worried you girls would get picked up for drunk driving. Not because I didn't trust you. I wanted you to call and I would pick you up if you had too many."
"Sounds very good but, It is too late, you showed you don't trust me."
You can't make sense to a drunk so I let her go off to sleep it off. I knew Karla had been pushing Karen about this and as late as she was tonight I was not surprised about her Date statement. She had been pissed for three days with Karla pushing her so I guessed my wife had been very open to more than usual to things going on. I was up early the next morning and off to work before my wife was up.
I gave the Date lots of thought during the day as I knew Karla was pushing her sister to explore sex with others. I also knew where the problem came from with my question about them going out for drinks. Karla had been warning Karen I would be questioning her about what was going on, which was not at all what my question was about. I trusted my wife completely.
But Karla had turned it. Karla had been trying to get my wife's panties off for the group of young studs she had been sexually active with for several years now. What had gone on last night was much more than my wife was likely to have been into? The fact she had not gotten home until after midnight was a indication she had been involved much more sexually with someone than ever before. Not that she had sex with anyone, but someone had gotten much closer to it than she had let anyone before?
I knew if she was still going out on the Date, she likely was about to have sex with someone else. Karla had finally talked her out of her panties for them. And I knew that once my wife had submitted to one of them, she would soon be just like her sister and fucking them all.
