About eight years ago my wife went on a trip to Dallas for a convention. Having not heard from her all day, I decided to give her a call on her cell. The next thing I heard was what sounded like a squeaking bed with her moaning. At first, I thought it was a joke until I heard a man grunting. I was kind of confused for a while, listening to what sounded like my wife getting ******. Then it dawned on me with an unbelievable feeling of anxiety in my stomach. The other day she was complaining to me that her phone for some reason just answers calls all by itself. In other words. This was really happening. My wife is ******* someone right now and I was hearing the whole thing.
Do I keep listening? The hurt, the knot in my stomach, the jealousy and for dome strange reason, the feeling of being turned on.
WTF?
When she returned from her trip, I didn't really confront her, it was more of a I know what you did and let's be really honest with one another about everything that has happened.
She apologized very sincerely explaining that she in collage had a lot of one night stands which at the time, for whatever reason were fun. She explained that she didn't want to hurt me, she just thought I would never find out and that she was having her fun only for a short time and then life would go on. She cried, called herself a **** and assumed we we going to get a divorce. After a pause, I revealed to her that I have recently discovered that a **** is exactly what I want and as long as she is honest. And I can secretly watch. She can relive her collage days as often as she wishes.
She has.
I couldn't be more aroused. And jealous. And aroused.
She is so hot.
End of part one...
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Dec 29, 2013