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08/05/2025
All men are wired differently, cheating, or more specifically, infidelity, is a complicated subject. For some it can cause great distress and grounds for divorce, whereas for others, it can be quite exciting. I definitely fit into the latter category. I love to read stories about cheating wives, because the thought of a wife sneaking around and getting fucked behind her husbands back is such a turn on.
When my wife Hannah and I decided to open up our marriage so we could experience sex with others, we made it a rule not to include family members or close friends in our activities.
So, during the years that Hannah was hotwifing, I always believed that she was sticking to the rules, but how wrong I was.
Hannah, with my permission, was fucking guys whilst I was working abroad. She always kept me informed of her antics whilst I was away but as I later found out, she didn't tell me everything.
One time when I was home on leave, I was in bed with Hannah when I casually asked her if she was sticking to the rules. Have you fucked anybody you shouldn't have? I asked her. I was expecting her to say no immediately, but she hesitated before answering. She did say no eventually but she wasn't emphatic, in fact she was very coy. My suspicion was aroused and I was going to get to the bottom of this. She's lying, I thought to myself.
I quizzed Hannah further but she kept denying that she had broken any rules, until finally I said to her, look, tell me the truth and I promise I won't angry because I know you're hiding something.
That did it, Hannah confessed that she had fucked my buddy John whilst I was working away. She described how he turned up at the club when she was out with her pals, and, at the end of the evening walked her home. This confession really stirred my juices, I was a little angry but didn't show it. Secretly I was so turned on and I believe Hannah must have noticed it. She went on to give me a full account of her night with John and we had incredible sex whilst reliving it. It was a one off, it shouldn't have happened, and it wont happen again she promised me. I told her never to let on to John that I knew, I didn't want to fall out with John so it was better this way.
When I digested the whole scenario, it occurred to me that John wasn't the type of guy who would stop at a one off. Once he had sampled Hannah's sweet meat, and her cock sucking skill, he would be back for more. John was a notorious womaniser and that his why wife divorced him years earlier. Even though we were buddies, his attraction to Hannah was the greater pull, so, with me thousands of miles away he wasn't going to let go.
At the time I believed he would have been fucking Hannah right up to the time I was due home, and, He would have continued fucking her just as soon as I went away again. Because John was such a handsome guy, I always suspected Hannah had the hots for him, she would have welcomed him. The strange thing is, I really hoped he was fucking her. In fact, If Hannah had asked me if she could carry on seeing John, I think I would probably have agreed to it.
Because John and I were such good friends, our neighbours were used to see him around, so, if he was visiting Hannah during the daytime whilst the kids were at school, it probably wouldn't have aroused any suspicion.
All this occurred back in the late seventies, eighties and early nineties and until recently I never knew the whole truth. Just a few weeks ago Hannah and I sat talking when I brought up the subject for the first time in many years. We had both had a few drinks and it loosened Hannah's tongue somewhat, I was shocked at what she told me. My suspicions were correct, she was fucking John all the time I was away, in our bed and in John's bed too.
She was also fucking her best friends husband behind her back, she was fucking the next door neighbour and the landlord of our local pub. She was insatiable, not to mention exciting, I just wish I knew about it back in the day. I knew some of it but not everything.
I could write more, but I've gone on long enough, so maybe I'll post some more later. I have repeatedly been asked for photos of Hannah in my previous posts, but, because she was active during the seventies through the nineties, we didn't have camera phones or digital cameras. Film had to be sent to the labs for developing so we had to keep it clean. Nevertheless, if anyone is curious to see what Hannah looks like, email me and I will send a couple of pics from her active days.
When my wife Hannah and I decided to open up our marriage so we could experience sex with others, we made it a rule not to include family members or close friends in our activities.
So, during the years that Hannah was hotwifing, I always believed that she was sticking to the rules, but how wrong I was.
Hannah, with my permission, was fucking guys whilst I was working abroad. She always kept me informed of her antics whilst I was away but as I later found out, she didn't tell me everything.
One time when I was home on leave, I was in bed with Hannah when I casually asked her if she was sticking to the rules. Have you fucked anybody you shouldn't have? I asked her. I was expecting her to say no immediately, but she hesitated before answering. She did say no eventually but she wasn't emphatic, in fact she was very coy. My suspicion was aroused and I was going to get to the bottom of this. She's lying, I thought to myself.
I quizzed Hannah further but she kept denying that she had broken any rules, until finally I said to her, look, tell me the truth and I promise I won't angry because I know you're hiding something.
That did it, Hannah confessed that she had fucked my buddy John whilst I was working away. She described how he turned up at the club when she was out with her pals, and, at the end of the evening walked her home. This confession really stirred my juices, I was a little angry but didn't show it. Secretly I was so turned on and I believe Hannah must have noticed it. She went on to give me a full account of her night with John and we had incredible sex whilst reliving it. It was a one off, it shouldn't have happened, and it wont happen again she promised me. I told her never to let on to John that I knew, I didn't want to fall out with John so it was better this way.
When I digested the whole scenario, it occurred to me that John wasn't the type of guy who would stop at a one off. Once he had sampled Hannah's sweet meat, and her cock sucking skill, he would be back for more. John was a notorious womaniser and that his why wife divorced him years earlier. Even though we were buddies, his attraction to Hannah was the greater pull, so, with me thousands of miles away he wasn't going to let go.
At the time I believed he would have been fucking Hannah right up to the time I was due home, and, He would have continued fucking her just as soon as I went away again. Because John was such a handsome guy, I always suspected Hannah had the hots for him, she would have welcomed him. The strange thing is, I really hoped he was fucking her. In fact, If Hannah had asked me if she could carry on seeing John, I think I would probably have agreed to it.
Because John and I were such good friends, our neighbours were used to see him around, so, if he was visiting Hannah during the daytime whilst the kids were at school, it probably wouldn't have aroused any suspicion.
All this occurred back in the late seventies, eighties and early nineties and until recently I never knew the whole truth. Just a few weeks ago Hannah and I sat talking when I brought up the subject for the first time in many years. We had both had a few drinks and it loosened Hannah's tongue somewhat, I was shocked at what she told me. My suspicions were correct, she was fucking John all the time I was away, in our bed and in John's bed too.
She was also fucking her best friends husband behind her back, she was fucking the next door neighbour and the landlord of our local pub. She was insatiable, not to mention exciting, I just wish I knew about it back in the day. I knew some of it but not everything.
I could write more, but I've gone on long enough, so maybe I'll post some more later. I have repeatedly been asked for photos of Hannah in my previous posts, but, because she was active during the seventies through the nineties, we didn't have camera phones or digital cameras. Film had to be sent to the labs for developing so we had to keep it clean. Nevertheless, if anyone is curious to see what Hannah looks like, email me and I will send a couple of pics from her active days.
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