Slut Wives: A Wife's Confession by Andrea Martin

Author:Andrea Martin [Martin, Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-11-03T10:06:57+00:00

He thought for a minute and shook his head. He never brought up my marriage again.

After a few months, I convinced Logan to stop using condoms. I prefer the intimacy and intensity of skin-to-skin contact and the power of my orgasms when a man climaxes deep inside me. There have been a number of occasions when you have come home from the ball game semi-drunk and you fucked me just a few hours after Logan did the same. I made you keep the lights off so you wouldn’t notice the few slick streaks of Logan’s come leaving trails along your shaft. You never realised the differences in my body. You never realised that my pussy was a little too stretched, a little too inflamed, a little too wet. You never noticed the bored look on my face when you placed your hand on my thigh and went through the motions again.

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The closest you ever came to catching me was about nine or ten months ago. I was enjoying an extended lunch break with Logan at the Joint. We weren’t up to anything naughty – not at that moment, anyway. We were sitting out front on the tables along the sidewalk, facing each other. Logan was smoking a cigarette. I was pushing food around my plate, not wanting to go back to work.

That was when you appeared, out from nowhere. You had the day off and you were heading out to meet some friends and happened to see me there. I can’t imagine what my face looked like when I realised you were standing there. Right next to us. Looking down at the two of us together. Had you heard anything?

What had we been talking about? I remember thinking to myself, It’s over.

Thank fuck. Finally, everything would be out in the open.

But you didn’t find anything strange about it. I couldn’t believe it. There you were, catching me at lunch with the man I had been regularly fucking behind your back for the past few years, and you still had no idea. You assumed he was a client and kissed me on the cheek and shook his hand. You introduced yourself to my lover, and then you left us to eat.

‘Don’t want to interrupt,’ you said.

You walked away and Logan and I stared at each other for a long moment, completely stunned. I felt like I did the first night I came home from seeing Michael – on the verge of a heart attack. Logan looked bemused by the exchange, by shaking the hand of the man whose wife he regularly fucked. We sat in silence for a long, long time, until you were far away and out of earshot.

Then we laughed. In guilt. In relief. In shock.

Logan and I fucked later that day. Usually he was careful and gentle and considerate, but meeting you seemed to change something in his mind. He was rough and hard and controlling on that occasion, like he had something to prove to me. He pinned me down and drove himself deep into me and I begged for more.

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