My wife was the kind of girl

[Kolejdayz]

My wife was the kind of girl that slept with all her professors at college

 

[lifeis2short2b]

I'm sure she has carried it over to her professional career. You must be so proud at those christmas parties

 

[screwher]

I'm sure she has carried it over to her professional career. You must be so proud at those christmas parties

I remember when my wife’s company had Christmas parties. The whole night all I could think about was my wife inviting a co worker or her GM back to our place. Then they fuck the rest of the night up in our bedroom!

 

[lifeis2short2b]

I remember when my wife’s company had Christmas parties. The whole night all I could think about was my wife inviting a co worker or her GM back to our place. Then they fuck the rest of the night up in our bedroom!

Yeah that's the woman I want to marry.

 

[Shaglus_Ziegler]

My wife slept with one of hers twice.

 

[MikeXIrons]

I remember when my wife’s company had Christmas parties. The whole night all I could think about was my wife inviting a co worker or her GM back to our place. Then they fuck the rest of the night up in our bedroom!

That reminds me...

I had started dating a woman at work. Not long after we started dating, I got assigned to a project that put me in another city for weeks at a time, so I was flying back and forth a lot. The long-distance thing was working fine enough... mostly every other weekend or so I'd come home for a quick romp and a fun weekend.

The company threw BIG Christmas parties at the time. At about 1000 employees it was a huge ball.

While talking on the phone and planning my holiday trip home I was surprised to hear a little distance in her voice. She made it clear she didn't want us attached at the hip at the party. While I'd been gone she'd made some new friends she'd want to spend time with. Also, dating at work is always tricky and keeping it low key is better. I had a strange feeling about it at the time, but, also had lots of coworkers I wanted to catch up with as well, so no big deal.

(Back story that I learned later: a new VP had joined the company while I was traveling. He had made a big splash business-wise. He was tall and really attractive apparently... all the women were smitten and competing like HS girls for his attention and giggling about it at lunch. This was my GF's Achilles heel: a hot guy all the girls wanted and he was in a position of authority. I imagine she couldn't help herself to harmless flirt a little, just for the lunch gossip. She was also pretty competitive. Anyway, being "chosen" by a man in authority was something that came up again and again as something she just couldn't resist... and he seemed to be choosing her from the gaggle of women trying to get his attention)

So, at the party, we're both off talking to various people off and on. Then we'd spend a little time together with some mutual friends. Then she'd be off again. But I did notice that she wasn't mingling as much as I expected... and was spending much of her time away from me with the new guy I'd heard so much about.

As we were walking out the front door to head home, she ducked back in "wait here one sec, I just need to say one goodbye". She came back a few minutes later, apparently unsuccessful. But, a moment later, the hot guy came out the door after her. There was a really awkward moment when she was clearly uncomfortable saying goodnight to him in front of both of us.

He looked a little confused. It seemed to me he was hoping for a goodnight kiss... or maybe to take her home... and wasn't sure why she was headed out without him... or with me.

It dawned on me that her "talking to other friends" strategy might have been to hide me from him as much or more than the other way around.

(sadly, this story is not nearly as juicy as even your typical week)

She never fessed up if anything had been going on while I was traveling. Years later when we had been together for longer, there were a couple more men where things did get juicier, but, I've always thought that Christmas party setup would make for a good start to a story. That awkward moment at the end was really charged... I still think about it sometimes out of the blue.

 

[hiker283]

My wife never slept with a professor, but she did admit to sex with her boss at the tax office she worked at during her senior year.

 

[Kolejdayz]

My wife never slept with a professor, but she did admit to sex with her boss at the tax office she worked at during her senior year.

Sex with the boss is hot too. The pleasures of an experienced more knowledgeable man is special for a young woman I am told

 

[SeaLevel]

I remember when my wife’s company had Christmas parties. The whole night all I could think about was my wife inviting a co worker or her GM back to our place. Then they fuck the rest of the night up in our bedroom!

I heard an adult film performer on a podcast once say that dating is difficult not only because of the job, which is understandable, but also because even when she finds somebody outside the business willing to date her, he acts totally weird at industry events where basically every guy there has either fucked her or watched her fuck.

 

[Swingingbimn71]

My wife was the kind of girl that slept with all her professors at college

So was my wife. But mine Started with high-school English lit teacher. Then 2 of her college professors (one a female). Which has carriered over to her career and multiple bosses thru the years.

 

[JackStayII]

My wife was the kind of girl who would seduce shy guys. She was remarkably intelligent, kind and filled with empathy. She was, also, uninhibited, had a limited sense of modesty, and a propensity for getting naked at the drop of a hat.

We met at a Valentine Day dance. After we met, it wasn’t long before we were fucking like bunnies and it wasn’t long after that she started on birth control pills, which allowed her to become more sexually active and adventurous.

She started college in 1971. I had enlisted in the Navy during the summer and was to start boot camp in mid-October and graduate in mid-December.

The weekend before I left, we spent the weekend together. She told me, since I was going to boot camp; she was going to stop taking her birth control pills. I told her to keep taking them, as boot camp was only eight weeks long. I, also, told her I didn’t want her to be sitting in the dorm studying all the time but to get out and have some fun, too.

We wrote each other consistently. In the third week of training, I received a hot letter, which turned me on. In the beginning of the letter, she had written how glad she was I had convinced her to continue taking her birth control pills and hoped I could forgive her.

Paraphrasing her letter: She and her girlfriends had gone to a lake house bar-b-que. It had been a warm autumn day, and she had worn shorts, a cropped top and a flannel shirt in case it got chilly. She was drinking what she thought was apple cider but later discovered it was hard apple cider.

Someone put some dance music on, and she started dancing, drank more cider and got naked. While going to get another cup of cider, she noticed a nice-looking guy sitting off by himself. He appeared to be a little older, left out, lonely and miserable.

Feeling sorry for him she went over to talk to him. I could imagine his face when Billie walked over, bare ass naked, with her long brown hair in a ponytail; standing 5’ 3” tall and weighing 108 lbs, with a tight figure of 34B-23-33, erect nipples, flat abdomen tapering down to a trimmed pubic mound and her big brown eyes looking down at him.

She had smiled at him and asked if he was okay, he said he was, but parties just weren’t his cup-of-tea. She discovered he had been drafted, served two years in the Army and had recently been discharged and had started college.

Then she had asked what he’d rather be doing, and he’d said he’d rather be camping, hiking or paddling his canoe on the lake. He was physically fit and dressed in sleeveless sweatshirt and cutoff blue jeans with a noticeable growing bulge. She had then asked him if she could join him. He had smiled and made room for her. She stretched out on the lounger on her left side and pressed her naked body up against him.

In her last paragraph she wrote, “He had put his arm around me, and I kissed him. One thing quickly led to another and I ended up on top of him with his cock in me! My friends were cheering us on and I got more excited. It felt so damned good! Please, forgive me. I do love you so much!”

 

[One_ping_only]

My was the kind of girl that everyone thought was sweet and innocent but deep inside she was a naughty slut who enjoyed sex immensely even to this day she gives off such good mommy and loving wife vibes haaaaa!

 

[JackStayII]

My was the kind of girl that everyone thought was sweet and innocent but deep inside she was a naughty slut who enjoyed sex immensely even to this day she gives off such good mommy and loving wife vibes haaaaa!

I know where you're coming from. My wife comes across as sweet and innocent, too. As a couple folks think we're strait laced as you could get, however, if they only knew!

 

[Handydan]

I know where you're coming from. My wife comes across as sweet and innocent, too. As a couple folks think we're strait laced as you could get, however, if they only knew!

Mine as well.

 

[One_ping_only]

I know where you're coming from. My wife comes across as sweet and innocent, too. As a couple folks think we're strait laced as you could get, however, if they only knew!

Those who really know us, knows me as the demented pervert and her the sweet one haaaa. If they only knew she's a naughty fuck behind closed doors that is hmmmm!

 

[screwher]

My was the kind of girl that everyone thought was sweet and innocent but deep inside she was a naughty slut who enjoyed sex immensely even to this day she gives off such good mommy and loving wife vibes haaaaa!

This is my wife as well. We keep our hotwife lifestyle on the downlow. To the rest of the world, she’s the perfect demure wife and mother. But behind closed doors, she’s spread her legs for six other men through out our marriage.

 

[screwher]

My wife is the kind of girl that had a slutty phase. Early in our marriage, in a short period of time, Mrs. Screwher dropped her panties for three other men. I suspect there were more. Men she’s coy to tell me about.

 

[Cuckwannabe111]

My wife was the kind of girl who would seduce shy guys. She was remarkably intelligent, kind and filled with empathy. She was, also, uninhibited, had a limited sense of modesty, and a propensity for getting naked at the drop of a hat.

We met at a Valentine Day dance. After we met, it wasn’t long before we were fucking like bunnies and it wasn’t long after that she started on birth control pills, which allowed her to become more sexually active and adventurous.

She started college in 1971. I had enlisted in the Navy during the summer and was to start boot camp in mid-October and graduate in mid-December.

The weekend before I left, we spent the weekend together. She told me, since I was going to boot camp; she was going to stop taking her birth control pills. I told her to keep taking them, as boot camp was only eight weeks long. I, also, told her I didn’t want her to be sitting in the dorm studying all the time but to get out and have some fun, too.

We wrote each other consistently. In the third week of training, I received a hot letter, which turned me on. In the beginning of the letter, she had written how glad she was I had convinced her to continue taking her birth control pills and hoped I could forgive her.

Paraphrasing her letter: She and her girlfriends had gone to a lake house bar-b-que. It had been a warm autumn day, and she had worn shorts, a cropped top and a flannel shirt in case it got chilly. She was drinking what she thought was apple cider but later discovered it was hard apple cider.

Someone put some dance music on, and she started dancing, drank more cider and got naked. While going to get another cup of cider, she noticed a nice-looking guy sitting off by himself. He appeared to be a little older, left out, lonely and miserable.

Feeling sorry for him she went over to talk to him. I could imagine his face when Billie walked over, bare ass naked, with her long brown hair in a ponytail; standing 5’ 3” tall and weighing 108 lbs, with a tight figure of 34B-23-33, erect nipples, flat abdomen tapering down to a trimmed pubic mound and her big brown eyes looking down at him.

She had smiled at him and asked if he was okay, he said he was, but parties just weren’t his cup-of-tea. She discovered he had been drafted, served two years in the Army and had recently been discharged and had started college.

Then she had asked what he’d rather be doing, and he’d said he’d rather be camping, hiking or paddling his canoe on the lake. He was physically fit and dressed in sleeveless sweatshirt and cutoff blue jeans with a noticeable growing bulge. She had then asked him if she could join him. He had smiled and made room for her. She stretched out on the lounger on her left side and pressed her naked body up against him.

In her last paragraph she wrote, “He had put his arm around me, and I kissed him. One thing quickly led to another and I ended up on top of him with his cock in me! My friends were cheering us on and I got more excited. It felt so damned good! Please, forgive me. I do love you so much!”

I would have written a letter back asking her to marry me!!

 

[JackStayII]

I would have written a letter back asking her to marry me!!

We got married the summer of 1972 between her freshman and sophomore year.

 

[gtnlynn]

One professor really wanted Lynn, and she got an A in Psychology by sitting on the front row in a short skirt. He asked for sex, but she refused. She was too busy fucking the guys in her class.