I felt a taste of sperm on my lips ... not mine! I did not make a scandal, except for the taste and smell of the arguments is nothing, but the accusations are serious! Since that time, I began to closely monitor my wife. Regularly check her phone, keep track of where she goes and who she meets with. There were small clues, but nothing concrete. Then one day she said that she wanted to meet with her friend, Marina, they met in Cyprus when she rested there with the children. I could not go that time, I could not leave work. It seems agreed to meet somewhere in the center. The wife promised to be home at about eleven o'clock. I fed children to dinner and put them to bed, and he went to watch TV. Neither by 18 nor by midnight did his wife return. I called her, she didn’t pick up the phone, and a minute later she received a text message: “everything is fine, dear, Marina Lynch and I will linger. I fell asleep under the murmur of the TV.
I usually get up early in the morning, I decided to stick to my wife, since she had already returned. Not a big smell after the champagne just slightly excited me. On my actions, she just blurted something through a dream. But the instinct did not give rest and I decided to start with her pussy. Climbing under the blanket, I found that my bunny sleeps without panties, although I usually put on my pajamas! Spreading his legs in a familiar movement close to her pussy. She, it is worth noting, has always been well-groomed, clean shaved and smelled good. Touching the tongue of the genital sponges, I again felt the odor of men, the smell of male sperm. How so! I could never have imagined that my wife could change me. Since our acquaintance, she was a living embodiment of morality and loyalty ... Yes, and it is worth noting that I myself am an athlete, from childhood I was engaged in martial arts, I weigh 100 kg. and in good shape.
And here it is! Throwing back the blanket, I looked more closely at the effects of the nightly adventures. The lips of the genital lips were swollen and gleaming from the discharge. "Who so aroused my devout?" - this question was spinning in my head. And so, lying between the legs of my wife, I noticed that this fact not only terribly enrages me, but also damn turns me on. I slowly approached my wife's perineum with my lips, licked the clitoris, and with my tongue parted the sexual lips went into them. A mixture of disgust and excitement overwhelmed me. I imagined that someone's member literally a couple of hours ago went into the fold and finished. From this thought, I took out my tongue for a second and looked. Someone else's sperm trickled out of the vagina. She was translucent, and this happens when they end up a second or third time in a row, I know from myself. My dick turned into a steel sleeper, my head was spinning and my pulse beat a furious rhythm in my temples. Giving my lips to my wife's pussy, I felt this taste, familiar to me, but mixed with someone else's.
I licked my wife, and the consequences of cheating my wife flowed into my mouth, a part fell on my chin. When the pussy of the ball was clean, I went to the bath, rinsed my mouth and washed. When he returned to the bedroom his wife did not even wake up! But the matter is not done, and I, lying on my side, attached myself to my wife from behind. My not small member slipped inside like clockwork. I finished just a couple of minutes! After he went to the kitchen, he made himself some coffee and sat there, making sense of what had happened. The children woke up and turned on the cartoon. At about 18 o'clock my wife woke up, and peering into the kitchen, she slipped into the bathtub. She felt guilty for the late return ... and could not think that I guess something. After all, the sperm she had just washed was mine, and not the night lover! After the bathroom, she guiltily entered the kitchen and kissed me hard on the lips. I imagined that those lips wrapped around someone's cock, eagerly swallowed him, and then hot sperm flowed through them ... Yes, dear, I didn’t know you well, and indeed myself! This time it was all over and time flowed on, work, home, life, in general, only the control of my wife, I installed iron.
On the party with me, in the theater, with my friends too. I drove, met, waited sometimes. Sometimes I began to notice how in the office a wife corresponded with someone, and a sly smile on her lips. And with the behavior she began to change something. Sometimes she lost her temper, began to boil instantly, but then quickly calmed down. Once she said that she was planning a business lunch, and I would interfere there. Well, I had to agree. She left, and I opened the iPad, where I installed the phone's location detection software and waited. When my faithful's phone froze in immobility at a familiar restaurant in the Moscow region not far from the office, I decided to look at the “business partner”. After changing the car, I took it from my friend, I drove to the restaurant. I got up so that I could not see it and waited. After about 30 minutes, my wife came out, accompanied by one of her clients, a man of about 45.
They chatted merrily, the wife behaved at ease. We got into the jeep and drove off. I drove them carefully, so as not to arouse suspicion. From the road, the jeep turned onto a country road and then into the forest. It was impossible to go after them and I drove a little left the car on the side of the road, and he went through the forest to the place where they had turned. The blessing was late spring, the vegetation was thick and I was able to come very close. The car was not tinted, but I did not see my wife there. Going around on the other hand, I was convinced of my suspicions: my beloved wife sucked his dick with her plump beautiful lips. I did not wait for the end of this epic and returned to the car went to the office. () After about 40 minutes, his wife returned, happy and contented. And immediately she climbed over to me with kisses, deeply thrusting my tongue into my mouth, and again I felt the taste of sperm, now knowing whose. To tell her that I know, then what, a divorce is possible. But what about the children, our parents, and the whole family in general? I could not tell them everything, they say it is so, and I am good. So we must continue to live. Life is such a thing, it will tell you the way out.