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I will give a little background first. Starting from when we first dated, she was never faithful. I knew she cheated. She made no attempt to hide it. She knew I tolerated it, but it took her a while to know the extent that I liked it. She had figured it out, though, by the time we were married. Before she finished college, I was supporting both of us with a crappy job. We never had money, so would often stay in, watch TV and have some drinks.

When we were drinking, I would make her tell me, in detail, about the times she cheated. Even drunk, she started to notice how turned on I got. I was still going to marry her. That was never in doubt. It was important to me. Not now. That is a story for another. I loved her for it. So, a year after her college graduation, she was 22, we were married, and she was open about what she did with other people.

In college, unfortunately, she had put on a lot of weight. The pictures here were Stories about slut wives the year before, Stories about slut wives have none of her during the story I am telling. These were from a story I posted earlier, when she had a fling with a much older man his thing was just dressing her up and jerking himself off onto her, although she admitted before we got married that he did fuck her once…I posted this story months ago but she looked about the same. Kimmie got a decent job after college, but our finances were still in rough shape.

Our car was in rough shape, too. It was an old Dodge. Since we only had one car, I elected to take the bus to work so she could drive. It kept breaking down. She would always have to take it to a neighborhood garage. Even though she was Stories about slut wives and homely, the head mechanic would always flirt with her. No matter what Kimmie looked like, even if she put on weight or later when she was pregnant she never had any problem getting attention from guys. Its like they could sense how slutty she was. He was taking her out to a bar one Saturday night. I would meet him later, so I can describe him here.

He was also a biker. Not in a gang or anything like that, but still, jeans, leather jacket and Harley. He was honest and upfront about that, so Kimmie was honest and upfront about her husband me and what I liked. When he was doing something and needed or wanted company, and the girlfriend out of the picture, he would take my wife. So, he Stories about slut wives to take a date to a birthday celebration for another biker friend of his. It was at a bar in Spencer, a kind of trashy little town south of the city. Kimmie agreed, and he picked her up Saturday, with his bike.

I can only imagine what the neighbors thought when my wife climbed on the back of his Harley, strapped the helmet on and rode off, not to be returned until the next day. She told me about it after. When they got to the bar, everyone started with shots. Three rounds were bought, two of them by Duke. No one questioned who she was or why she was with him. I guess it was assumed what she was there for…there was music, dancing, drinking and a lot of fun.

Remember cell phones were not in wide use back then, and I had no word, call or text message from her. A lot could have happened in 18 hours, and my mind had been racing. I met her on the landing before she got all the way up the stairs.

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It was taking her forever, and I could see her wincing in pain at each step. Still, she looked rough. She was in the same clothes, her hair was a mess and her breath was stale. She told me she was very hung over. I kissed her at the landing and we went inside together. Stories about slut wives of our agreement when I told her I would still marry her was that she would tell me everything, immediately.

As soon as she could. No making me late. She lived up to this agreement. I got her a glass of cold water and we went right into the bedroom.

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She told me to take my shirt off and lay down. I did as I was told. She took hers off and lay next to me. What are those? But she could see the confused look on my face. I was laying their in just my tighty whities, my cock in a state of semi-erection.

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Kimmie was laying next to me, in just her bra and jeans. She sighed comically stood up, and pulled her jeans down. The first thing I noticed Stories about slut wives that her panties were missing. Was she even wearing panties when she left last night? He thought so…The second thing I noticed was the smell. She smelled of sex. Not cum, just sex. The third thing I noticed was that her inner thighs were a little red. First, she pointed to her mouth and said again, then to her pussy and said 9. Then she laughed when she saw the comprehension dawn on my face.

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Then gave a noise of pleasure when she saw my cock was now fully at attention. Like I had said before, I made her give full disclosure before we married. Known as an oral slut even before we dated, I had wanted to know how many guys she had sucked off, both before me and since being with me. I asked her to make an educated guess. She figured between and When she gave the same answer, I was shocked. The same thing with how many guys have fucked her. I had thought it was three, including me.

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