Nickhenley
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It was 8 years ago now when my wife had an affair, with a guy who'd been lodging with us a while. I call it an affair, which I think it was to her, an exciting adventure, a bit of romance in her boring life. To him though it was just a casual fuck with a needy housewife, and she was no more special to him than the other wives he had seduced and fucked.
He was a friend of a friend, so I thought it'd be okay to take him in for a while. The rent would definitely come in handy. I had no thoughts at all about her going with him. She didn't even like him that much, not when he first came to stay. He was a typical builder-type, with muscles and a tattoo, not her type of man at all, or so I thought. She said he was big-head and sexist and he seemed to like winding her up on purpose. I think for him it was just banter, but she took it seriously. It got so bad I thought she would ask me to tell him to go.
But it never even crossed my mind that he might have designs on her. From the way he spoke, I could guess that he would normally go for the busty barmaid type, the ones with the low-cut blouses and short skirts, the women who were as sex mad as he was. Well, as anyone can see, my wife's certainly not in that category, being just an ordinary housewife who'd never dream of getting flirt with a man. Certainly not his type, or so I thought. I guess I was so used to having her around that I took her a bit for granted and forgot that other men might see her as all woman, a challenge, some one to be chatted up and seduced. She may not have been the lodger's usual type, but men like that, as my friend says, if it's got tits he'll be after it.
I don't know when exactly, but things changed. He was one of those smooth-talking bastards who always seems to get their own way with women and once he turned on with the charm and the flattery they stopped bickering and she ended up being more tolerant of him, even agreeing to do his ironing for him. But how could I guess that their detente would end up with her dropping her knickers for him and it wasn't long before he was fucking her in the afternoons while I was at work.
I think it was my wife arguing with the lodger about feminism that set him a challenge. He must have decided that he wasn't just going to bandy words with her, he was going to show who's boss. And in a way he was right. If she was such a feminist, then why did she allow herself to be seduced by him? If she despised his attitude so much, why was she so keen to let him see her naked, then to open her legs for him and let him give her the good fucking that he said all women crave for? Because she just proved he was right, didn't she?
My wife tries to make out she is a feminist, but how can you talk about equality when you are on your hands and knees with your tits dangling and being shafted from behind by a man who has total control over you and isn't going to let up until he has put his sperm in your belly. And if it ends up with her having his bastard, well it's not his problem, tough titties! None of that looks like equality to me, but it's the way nature meant it to be...and she seems to have gone along with it all
I often masturbate when looking at the full frontal nude picture. It's because she's not looking at me but looking at her lover (you?) She is excited. It has always fascinated her that by stripping naked a woman has such power over a man, that she can make his penis erect, that she can make him want her. She thinks it is great that a woman has that power, to make almost any man want to fuck her. But she also knows that her power won't work on the same man too many times and once he has fucked her a few times he will simply walk away, possibly leaving her with a fat belly and a bastard
He was a friend of a friend, so I thought it'd be okay to take him in for a while. The rent would definitely come in handy. I had no thoughts at all about her going with him. She didn't even like him that much, not when he first came to stay. He was a typical builder-type, with muscles and a tattoo, not her type of man at all, or so I thought. She said he was big-head and sexist and he seemed to like winding her up on purpose. I think for him it was just banter, but she took it seriously. It got so bad I thought she would ask me to tell him to go.
But it never even crossed my mind that he might have designs on her. From the way he spoke, I could guess that he would normally go for the busty barmaid type, the ones with the low-cut blouses and short skirts, the women who were as sex mad as he was. Well, as anyone can see, my wife's certainly not in that category, being just an ordinary housewife who'd never dream of getting flirt with a man. Certainly not his type, or so I thought. I guess I was so used to having her around that I took her a bit for granted and forgot that other men might see her as all woman, a challenge, some one to be chatted up and seduced. She may not have been the lodger's usual type, but men like that, as my friend says, if it's got tits he'll be after it.
I don't know when exactly, but things changed. He was one of those smooth-talking bastards who always seems to get their own way with women and once he turned on with the charm and the flattery they stopped bickering and she ended up being more tolerant of him, even agreeing to do his ironing for him. But how could I guess that their detente would end up with her dropping her knickers for him and it wasn't long before he was fucking her in the afternoons while I was at work.
I think it was my wife arguing with the lodger about feminism that set him a challenge. He must have decided that he wasn't just going to bandy words with her, he was going to show who's boss. And in a way he was right. If she was such a feminist, then why did she allow herself to be seduced by him? If she despised his attitude so much, why was she so keen to let him see her naked, then to open her legs for him and let him give her the good fucking that he said all women crave for? Because she just proved he was right, didn't she?
My wife tries to make out she is a feminist, but how can you talk about equality when you are on your hands and knees with your tits dangling and being shafted from behind by a man who has total control over you and isn't going to let up until he has put his sperm in your belly. And if it ends up with her having his bastard, well it's not his problem, tough titties! None of that looks like equality to me, but it's the way nature meant it to be...and she seems to have gone along with it all
I often masturbate when looking at the full frontal nude picture. It's because she's not looking at me but looking at her lover (you?) She is excited. It has always fascinated her that by stripping naked a woman has such power over a man, that she can make his penis erect, that she can make him want her. She thinks it is great that a woman has that power, to make almost any man want to fuck her. But she also knows that her power won't work on the same man too many times and once he has fucked her a few times he will simply walk away, possibly leaving her with a fat belly and a bastard