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What you do in secret will eventually come to light. The affair was exposed because I spent the night in that girl's city the day before my wife's birthday. The next day, I rushed back, bought ingredients at the seafood market, and cooked two seafood feasts. When I posted on WeChat Moments, I put the girl in a group where she couldn't see my posts, which aroused my wife's suspicion. At this point, I have to admire my wife's keen observation. She'd been busy taking care of the kids and hadn't had time for me, but once she put her mind to it, she managed to spot the girl from the twenty-odd people who couldn't see her posts. She then initiated a chat with her, and the girl naively replied with "darling," which, naturally, led to an explosion. I was completely dumbfounded and actually admitted to having done it once. Later, my friends said I was stupid; I should never have admitted it. The most I'd be guilty of was flirting on QQ. But my wife has a fiery temper; she always acts impulsively, regardless of future regret. A woman with considerations would think about her family, her parents, and the future. But I was like a corrupt official encountering an ignorant beggar—others might fear you, but if they kill you, you're nothing. So what I feared most was my impulsive wife cutting off my penis in the middle of the night. Since I'd already admitted it, I figured I should just honestly apologize, quickly break off contact with the girl, and humbly beg my wife for forgiveness. I didn't want our relationship to break down for the sake of the children.
However, things didn't go as planned. The girl wasn't willing to back down; perhaps she'd truly fallen for me, and she started plotting on QQ Space. What? You think you know your partner? You've been with her for ten years, and there are still secrets you don't know. My wife, being overly curious, fell for it. While at home breastfeeding, she'd look at the girl's QQ Space, which fueled her curiosity and led to her nagging me. But I felt I had no secrets the girl knew that she didn't. After finally calming her down, my wife started going through my computer. Heaven knows there were indeed some browsing records, pictures in my Documents and QQ folders, etc. I thought I was safe, that my wife wouldn't be so bothered anymore, so I didn't delete many things, but I was careless. As a result, clues revealed that my wife had slept with that girl three times, leading to another huge fight. My wife went to a hotel in the middle of the night, neglecting our child. I begged for three hours before I finally brought her home. Thankfully, our child was asleep; otherwise, how would I have comforted him if he woke up looking for his mother? But that same night, Weiwei, the wife of a former colleague, introduced her to a "psychologist." That colleague had also cheated and kept a mistress, and she said this psychologist helped her overcome
her trauma. The battle of wits between my wife and the mistress continued. I told my wife I hoped she could forget about it, and that we could cover it up with a new life. The girl posted on her social media that smart women wouldn't visit my space again. Unexpectedly, the mistress posted many sweet nothings and photos of my chat history with her on her alternate social media account, and she cleverly hinted to my wife that she knew the account and password. You can imagine the magnitude of the uproar if my wife saw those chat logs and photos. I begged my wife not to look, but if it were your wife flirting with another man, wouldn't you want to know? I'm exhausted this time; I've even prepared for divorce. But when I saw my daughter, I held back again, and I begged my wife to calm down.
Things finally calmed down. My wife has always had a strong sex drive, and despite the recent commotion, we hadn't neglected it; in fact, our sex life was a little more frequent than before. However, once my wife's heart wanders, I'm afraid something bad will happen. One evening, we were taking a walk with our child. I was carrying our daughter ahead when I suddenly turned around and saw my wife smiling at her phone, her face radiating happiness. I was startled and quickly grabbed her phone while handing her the child over. The WeChat message contained an address sent by a man, and this man was the "psychologist" that my colleague's wife, Weiwei, had introduced me to. My wife replied, "Why didn't you contact me when you came?" I looked at the message; this guy was from Kunming, and he definitely had something going on. Damn it, I was too careless. I've been making mistakes lately; how could I not have thought that the guys on the forum love to take advantage of people with relationship problems? When I got home, I immediately confronted my wife, "What's going on with this guy? Why are you smiling so happily?" She said, "A psychologist." I asked, "How much does a psychologist charge?" She said the man said he wouldn't charge her if she overcame her trauma, but the remote treatment was a two-week course, and if she wasn't cured, they'd have to meet in person. No charge? Ha! I think everyone understands what's going on. A professional psychologist charging hundreds of dollars an hour tells you it's free? What the hell are you up to? I, a pervert, don't know what you're up to! I pressed on, demanding my wife confess. She revealed some more details about the "psychological treatment." The man first complimented her on her beauty and gentleness, then asked about her measurements. My wife, still breastfeeding, already had an F-cup. The man said a normal man wouldn't cheat on her. Was he implying I was abnormal? Of course, he was just flattering her. The truth is, normal men would cheat; "Safety King" is a perfect example. Then he played truth or dare with her, asking about her favorite positions, what books she read, and even recommended several online pornographic books. My wife didn't read them because she was busy with the child, and hadn't even finished reading most of the "spiritual cleansing" books at home, so naturally she didn't have time for those. Knowing his wife hadn't listened to him, this scumbag pulled out all the stops, saying my wife wasn't as obedient as Weiwei (his former colleague's wife), and that Weiwei quickly recovered from her trauma by doing what he said. By now, you can see this guy isn't a therapist at all; he's probably just Weiwei's casual sex partner, someone who knows how to charm women. And Weiwei, that slut, is a real bastard. My wife considered him a friend, and you betrayed her. I know we can't have talked for more than half a month. Under questioning, my wife confessed more, and the conversation got quite deep. My wife asked how long the guy was, and he answered 17.8 centimeters. I immediately pulled out my iPad. Damn, I measured it! The wide side of my iPad is only 14.something centimeters, and the long side is only 18.something centimeters. You think you're that long? You're kidding me. I really want to see for myself. My wife said even if we met, she wouldn't do anything to betray me. I said, "Is that up to you?" You're not young anymore, are you? I've seen this kind of thing a lot on forums. You two were talking so blatantly, and he used the guise of therapy to get you into a secluded room. He just used a little force and you gave in. I'm 80% sure I could have slept with you. Then I looked up this guy's profile. His WeChat Moments clearly showed he works for the Agricultural Bank of China. And you're telling me he's a therapist? Faced with my solid evidence, my wife realized she was in the wrong and secretly deleted him. Maybe if I hadn't discovered it by accident, my wife would have gone to see that guy, and the consequences would have been unimaginable. Of course, those who enjoy being cuckolded might find it exciting, but I still think it's best not to suffer such a loss.
Later, I started teasing my wife. I was on the offensive in less than half a minute. I adopted the man's role, speaking from his perspective. My wife was suddenly conflicted. She tried to push me away, begging me not to pretend to be that man, saying it was insulting her. But her body wouldn't cooperate; her hands were completely weak. I didn't let her go. I said, "I'm sorry, I lied to you. I'm not exactly 17.8, but I can still give you a good time." We were both very energetic the whole time, even the baby was awake. It lasted for forty minutes. When we finished, my wife nestled against my chest and said I felt like I'd drunk Red Bull, that I had a lot of energy. I think to keep my wife's heart, I'll probably have to do it at least five to ten times a week.

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