In her late teens/early twenties she was what could be termed a 'cock monster'. her regular bf couldn't give her enough - at one point she had three lovers. my favourite story she told me (and so did he) was about a virgin biker friend who she was organising a party with, she went round to his place, there was wine, she fucked him on the sofa (just got his cock out of his jeans and straddled him)while his parents were in the other room. She definitely fucked a later boss of hers - she used to chauffer him to meetings in his 928, then collect him later and take him home via the local holiday inn. Then she hit 30 and settled down (in your words she grew up), I knew her history (or most of it) but still fell in love with her and married her. Then about 2 years ago I found that she had drifted into an affair with an ex, and the cuckold thing is a much better coping mechanism than hatred, jealousy and being single at 55.
Oh, and for the judgemental morallists, my father wasn't cheating as my mother had been dead about 5 years by then, he is also now long gone so there is no present tense to this
She fucked my father
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In her late teens/early twenties she was what could be termed a 'cock monster'. her regular bf couldn't give her enough - at one point she had three lovers. my favourite story she told me (and so did he) was about a virgin biker friend who she was organising a party with, she went round to his place, there was wine, she fucked him on the sofa (just got his cock out of his jeans and straddled him)while his parents were in the other room. She definitely fucked a later boss of hers - she used to chauffer him to meetings in his 928, then collect him later and take him home via the local holiday inn. Then she hit 30 and settled down (in your words she grew up), I knew her history (or most of it) but still fell in love with her and married her. Then about 2 years ago I found that she had drifted into an affair with an ex, and the cuckold thing is a much better coping mechanism than hatred, jealousy and being single at 55.
Oh, and for the judgemental morallists, my father wasn't cheating as my mother had been dead about 5 years by then, he is also now long gone so there is no present tense to this