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13/05/2021
I knew that my wife had been very promiscuous before we got married, but she told me about all of it before the wedding and promised she had sworn it off.
That was 18 years ago. Since then she had never given me any reason to doubt her. We made a good life and a lot of friends, most of them married couples around our age.
About 4 months ago I was assigned to manage sales in a second region for my company. Not only did this mean a lot more money and working more hours, it also meant being out of town overnight 3 or 4 times a month.
After several weeks of the new routine, I began to notice marks in the living room carpet, as if the furniture had been moved around. This went on for a while, then I decided to do something about it. I set up a few motion-activated spy cameras in the living room and bedroom that transmitted directly to my cell phone.
The next time I was out of town, I sat down in my hotel room with a drink and tuned in to the cameras. It was early, and nothing was happening except my wife changed into sexier clothes with no bra and only a G-string under her skirt. She went down to the living room and turned the lights down low.
About 8 o'clock the doorbell rang, and two guys came in. I was stunned! They are two of my longtime friends. They greeted her with kisses, helped themselves to drinks and then moved the furniture to make a big open space in the middle of the living room.
Then they went upstairs and came back carrying the single mattress from our guest room. The doorbell rang a few more times, and soon there were 6 guys there, all friends of mine, drinking and starting to shed their clothes.
When they were pretty much naked, they stripped my wife and she knelt down in front of one or two of them at a time sucking their cocks- good blow jobs, but she obviously didn't want them to cum yet. When she had sucked them all she lay down on the mattress and they ran a train on her.
This went on for most of two hours, with the guys taking two or three turns each. When they were finished, they all had another drink while they got dressed, moved the furniture back, and by 10:30 left her alone there.
I really wanted to see her emotions, to see if she had any regret or guilt feelings, but she was smiling, glowing, and humming a tune.
That was last Tuesday. I am still trying to figure out what to do with our marriage.
That was 18 years ago. Since then she had never given me any reason to doubt her. We made a good life and a lot of friends, most of them married couples around our age.
About 4 months ago I was assigned to manage sales in a second region for my company. Not only did this mean a lot more money and working more hours, it also meant being out of town overnight 3 or 4 times a month.
After several weeks of the new routine, I began to notice marks in the living room carpet, as if the furniture had been moved around. This went on for a while, then I decided to do something about it. I set up a few motion-activated spy cameras in the living room and bedroom that transmitted directly to my cell phone.
The next time I was out of town, I sat down in my hotel room with a drink and tuned in to the cameras. It was early, and nothing was happening except my wife changed into sexier clothes with no bra and only a G-string under her skirt. She went down to the living room and turned the lights down low.
About 8 o'clock the doorbell rang, and two guys came in. I was stunned! They are two of my longtime friends. They greeted her with kisses, helped themselves to drinks and then moved the furniture to make a big open space in the middle of the living room.
Then they went upstairs and came back carrying the single mattress from our guest room. The doorbell rang a few more times, and soon there were 6 guys there, all friends of mine, drinking and starting to shed their clothes.
When they were pretty much naked, they stripped my wife and she knelt down in front of one or two of them at a time sucking their cocks- good blow jobs, but she obviously didn't want them to cum yet. When she had sucked them all she lay down on the mattress and they ran a train on her.
This went on for most of two hours, with the guys taking two or three turns each. When they were finished, they all had another drink while they got dressed, moved the furniture back, and by 10:30 left her alone there.
I really wanted to see her emotions, to see if she had any regret or guilt feelings, but she was smiling, glowing, and humming a tune.
That was last Tuesday. I am still trying to figure out what to do with our marriage.
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Man4all4
