No husband ever thinks his wife is going to cheat on him. I never disagreed with my wife about anything. I was not a doormat. I just did not care which restaurant we ate at or where we went on vacation.
Still, I cannot figure out how I ended up filing for a divorce. My name is Jack Gray. My wife Jennifer is a 38DD -- 24 -- 36, blonde-haired woman with green eyes. I am also in excellent shape, six-feet tall and have a thick nine-inch cock. We started out having lots of sex. Until the week I caught my wife in bed with another man, we were still having lots of sex. I never refused her, and I never forced her. She and I both loved oral. I always gave her multiple orgasms. She loved it when I came inside her. She never complained about anything sexual.
After college, I started out as a Wall Street trader in training at a giant firm. They started me off with a small amount to trade with. I moved up quickly. I was great at recognizing trends and my bank account never looked back. I met Jennifer Smith a year later thru friends who thought we would like each other. They were right. We waited until our second date before having sex. I could have waited longer, but it was not a problem. The next day after we had sex (Saturday morning) Jen said, "I really hate to leave. I think I've fallen for you."
I looked at her and said, "So stay and we'll find out if we're compatible." She had no idea how wealthy I was at the time, but I had a great apartment in Manhattan. Obviously, I was not poor, and she knew I worked on Wall Street. She smiled, kissed me and we went to her place to get her clothes.
Neither one of us was religious. We were both Democrats. We both wanted at least one child. We liked the same movies, theater and TV shows. Jenn is intelligent. We had great discussions about topics that we both found interesting. We seemed like a perfect match. Both of our parents live in New Jersey, not far from New York City. After three months, we decided to combine the "meet the parents" thing and invited everyone to join us for dinner In Manhattan. We went to a Brazilian steakhouse on the west side. So, the six of us are all getting along well. My dad and Jenn's dad were chatting. The moms were doing the same.
Jenn looked so happy and very beautiful. I figured what the heck. I took out the engagement ring I had purchased a few days earlier, got down on one knee and asked, "Jennifer Smith will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me." Jenn jumped on top of me, kissing me and screaming out, "YES, YES, YES I will marry you."
The dads shook each other's hand, the moms were crying, and several adjoining tables stood up, applauded and cheered. Jenn's dad Bill started to look worried. So, I asked him to step aside with me. I apologized for not asking his permission first. I did not believe in doing that, but I thought it was the right thing to say. Then I said, "Bill, you look nervous. Are you worried about paying for the wedding?" He looked down at his shoes. I knew I had guessed right. I told him, "Bill, don't worry about it. I do very well in my job, and I want Jenn to have the wedding she always wanted. I will pay for it." He was stunned. Lastly, I added, "If you like, it will be our secret." The look on his face said that I was now more of a son to him than Jenn was a daughter.
We went back to the table, and everyone had the "What was that about?" look on their faces. We said nothing and no one asked. June was six months off, but you need to reserve everything as soon as possible for a wedding. Since all the other extended family lived in New Jersey, we found a great place with the date we wanted that was fairly convenient for all concerned.
Jenn was planning the event with her mom and mine. It was nice of them to include my mom. Jenn came home with a worried look on her face. I asked, "Is something wrong, sweetheart?"
Jenn replied, "I'm a little worried about the cost of the wedding. My dad told me not to worry about it, but he and mom are not that wealthy. I don't want to wipe them out financially just so I can have an extravagant wedding."
I looked at her and said, "I'm going to tell you something, but you will never repeat this to anyone for any reason. You need to promise before I tell you."
Jenn had no idea what I was talking about, but she said, "OK."
I said, "You remember when I spoke to your dad after I proposed in the restaurant. I had a feeling he could not afford an expensive wedding so I told him that I wanted you to have the wedding of your dreams and I would pay for it."
Jenn hugged me and started to cry. She professed her undying love for me and could not stop thanking me. She finally said, "We need to fuck, right now."
I said, "OK but I want to make something clear to you. I will be very upset if you ever tell anyone about this. If your father says something terrible to you in the future, you cannot say that I paid for the wedding. If one of your friends says to you that I am a rotten husband, you cannot tell her about this. Let her think I am rotten. I promised your father that it would be our secret and it had better be the case."
Jenn replied, "I promise. Now, can I please suck your big cock?"
I said, "Well, since you said please, OK. However, I still intend to work on your pussy and clit until you beg me to stop. Then, if you're wet enough, I'm going to fuck you until you pass out from pure ecstasy."
Jenn replied, "Sounds good to me. Let's get naked." We got naked and Jenn started sucking my cock. I went to work on all the parts of her pussy with my fingers, lips and teeth. She started moaning but continued to do a great job sucking my cock. I really had the feeling that she wanted to thank me for paying for the wedding. I was not going to complain.
Jenn said, "Oh yes baby. Right there - right there -- right there. You are going to make me cum. Don't stop baby -- don't stop. I'M CUMMMINNNG!"
Jenn has the sweeting tasting cum that I have ever tasted, and I lapped it up which drove her wild. Rather than stop and rest, she went back to work on my cock. Jenn licked me up and down my cock, including my balls. She pulled my cock all the way to the back of her mouth and sucked like there was no tomorrow. I started to get really excited, and I let her know it.
I said, "Oh yes, baby. Keep going. You're going to make me cum. I'm really close now. OH, OH, OH, OH, OH Shit. I'M CUMMMINNNG!" I shot my load into Jenn's mouth and throat. She did not stop sucking until I finished cumming. She also did not miss a drop. I probably had about a dozen different women give me blowjobs before Jenn. They were pretty good, but none was as good as Jenn.
I figured it would take me a little while to recover so I went to work on Jenn's pussy again. I hit all the right spots and soon she had her second orgasm of the night. After that, I moved up to start on her tits. I was sucking, biting, kissing and squeezing them. Jenn's nipples are very sensitive, and I only have to touch them to get her motor running. When I start nibbling on them, it drives her crazy. I would have continued but my cock was now hard as steel again and I slipped right into her warm, wet pussy.
She said, "Oh yes baby. I love your big cock. Shove it all the way in and pound me into the mattress." I did as she asked. Then I lifted her legs up and bent them behind her ears just like, what did Dice Clay say, 'Bugs Fucking Bunny'. She was getting closer to cumming, so I switched to doggie style. I slid my cock into her drenched pussy, grabbed her hips and pounded her pussy like a maniac.
She started screaming, "OH YES BABY. FUCK ME. FUCK ME. FUCK ME. YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM AGAIN. I LOVE YOUR GIANT COCK BABY. KEEP FUCKING ME. I LOVE YOU. I'M CUMMMINNNG!"
As she said that, I started to unload my second load now into her sweet pussy. We both collapsed on the bed. I put my arms around her, which ended up as having two giant handfuls of tits. We fell asleep like that. Sometime during the night, we ended up facing each other with her head next to mine.
The next morning, Jenn had a worried look on her face and asked, "Are you sure we can afford this wedding?"
I replied, "How much are you planning on spending?"
She said, "It might cost $50,000.00."
I said, "Fine. No problem."
Jenn asked, "Exactly how rich are you?"
I said, "You will find out after we're married."
Well, Jenn and the moms did all the planning. I supplied the names of a few friends from work who I wanted to invite. The women added the rest -- relatives and friends in common. About 200 people in total. I asked Jenn where she would like to go on our honeymoon. She said she could not decide between Paris and Hawaii. She said I should surprise her. I called her dad and asked him to find out on the sly where she wanted to go. Paris was the winner.
Everything was set and I decided to add an insurance policy. I got a prenuptial agreement from a friend who was a family law attorney. I knew it might cause a problem, but I was not going to pay her in ten- or twenty-years half of everything I own so she could go out and fuck some other guy on my dime. OK, it was going to be a lot of dimes, but you get the idea.
We went out to dinner on a Saturday night about a month before the wedding to one of Manhattan's great restaurants (there are quite a few). When we got home, I told her there was something we needed to talk about concerning the wedding.
I explained the prenup to her. What it says is that if either one of us cheats (specifically adultery), then that party leaves the marriage financially with only what they had at the start. The non-cheating spouse gets everything else. In addition, if there any children at the time of the adultery, that cheater does not get the children. She asked what if no one cheats. I said, then we grow old together and enjoy our grandchildren.
She asked me why I wanted this. I told her that my father had been married before my mom. That first wife cheated on him. He lost the house and half of what he owned and had to pay alimony for five years. He had to pay his ex-wife to fuck other men. It was a true event.
Jenn asked what if you are the cheater. What do we each get? I told her, you get everything except for what I have at the time of the wedding, which will be $1,300,000.00. Everything else goes to you. No matter how much - it is all yours. Houses, cars, savings, investments -- everything is yours. If we have any children, you will be the primary caregiver and I will pay for their support and their tuition, if they go to college. I would get reasonable visitation.
Jenn said, "It sounds like it's better for me than for you. That's not fair."
I replied, "All it does is punish the cheater. If neither of us cheats, it never gets used." We agreed and that was that. I felt good about it. Not because I would be protected, but because it was clear to me that Jenn had no intention of cheating.