Everything that is described here happened to me in real life, but the content of dialogs is restored from memory, and therefore they differ from the original. Despite this, I tried to convey the general mood and meaning as accurately as possible.
My name is Dima, I am 29 years old. I am a tall, rather handsome guy not deprived of the attention of girls, but I love only one – my wife Ira, a 25 -year -old girl. Today is Friday, ten in the evening, and I sit at home and wait for my sun to return home from my lover. Yes, I’m kukold.
You ask how it dawned on that that a nice, unlocked guy allows his beloved wife to sleep with others? Well … it’s hard to explain in a nutshell. To begin with, when I saw Irishka for the first time, her small elastic pile in tight trousers, slender legs, dark brown hair to shoulders and unearthly beauty blue eyes, I just drove me crazy, and I could not tear me off the whole eveninggaze. And if you add to this its rather high growth 172 cm, a very slender figure with a flat tummy and a second size, then you understand that any normal man is very difficult to tear away from such a girl.
Naturally, she noticed that I was not taking my eyes off her, and smiled at me from time to time. I decided to act. Ira turned out to be a wonderful interlocutor, and we spent a wonderful evening, talking and joking. She liked me too and in the end we agreed to call and go somewhere only together. In short, I fell in love. It was 4 years ago.
I will skip a detailed description of how we flocked at each other, spent all days together, talked for many hours, walked, went to the movies, theaters, kissed and fucked, it happened, several times a day. It will be enough to say that we were happy.
Irisha graduated from the university and looked for herself some good job. I already worked in my specialty and received such a decent salary that I could contain both of us. But I had to quite often go on business trips for a couple of days, after which we, we jumped out onto each other, fucked to exhaustion. Ira adored sex, sometimes it seemed to me that even more than me. She sucked me with pleasure, though she didn’t allow me to cum in a mouth or face, she said that it was too humiliating for her. We also tried anal sex several times, but decided not to continue, t.To. She was too painful even with abundant additional lubrication, which is strange, t.To. my member is not so big. And Irisha also adored when I licked her pussy and thus brought to orgasm. We also sometimes indulged with eye tie, hand binding and vibrator. In general, everything is like many ordinary steam.
Irochka had three guys with whom she met and slept. The first time she slept with the guy who was in love with, at the age of fifteen and later met him for another year. With the second there was a long relationship for about 3 years. And with the third a little more than a year. She assured me that she never loved anyone as much. Our relationship is both ordinary and intimate excellently, and we decided to get married. Immediately after this, after the engagement, a few months before the wedding, the event took place that turned the top with our further intimate relationships.
At work, I had to go on a long 2-month business trip. We never parted with Irish for more than a few days, and then 2 months at once … The business trip was successfully, there were a lot of things, we managed to sign all the necessary contracts and agreements, but free time, for example, relax and relax in the bar, notIt was completely. All this time we called up with Irish for almost a day. Almost, because sometimes I did not have time to call her during the day, and I was freed so late that she had already slept, and I did not dare to call and wake her.
After my return, Irish behaved a little strangely, as if constantly thinking about something. But I wrote it off for my long absence. The next evening, when we lay hugging on the bed and watched some comedy, she asked me: “Dim, remember, we promised to tell each other only the truth?”.
– Of course – I answered.
– Dim, I want you to tell me everything, I will not get angry and not be offended, I will understand everything ..
– KIS, I don’t understand what you mean, what you could get angry with?
– Dima, well, I’m not a fool! I understand that it is very difficult for guys to do without sex for a long time, and then there are 2 months … I will understand if you are there … Well, I was with someone … you understand what I mean?
– Irisha, what are you! You know how much time and effort I took the business of the company, and you think that I also thought about how to sleep with someone? In addition, I love only you and I want only you!
During this dialogue, she did not look at me, her head continued to lie on my shoulder. And after my last phrase, Irish only pressed closer to me.
– Dima, I do not believe you, this is impossible, I know you and the way you like to fuck! I do not believe that you haven’t fucked for two months ..
– Well, my hand and a good memory helped me out, I just quietly with my right hand and thoughts about you – I tried to joke.
– Seriously? What, however, did not change me? – pronouncing it, Irishi’s voice seemed to tremble. At that moment I thought it was because she was proud of me. But it turned out that everything is much more complicated.
– Dim?…
– What, the sun?
– And you would forgive me … Well, if it were me … cheated on you?
I didn’t know what to answer. I immediately had a fantasy. On the one hand, anger and jealousy began to burst me, but on the other hand I loved her so much.
– I don’t know, Kisa, it’s hard for me to imagine it … Let’s not talk about it, I said, hoping to change the subject of the conversation.
– Dimochka, forgive me, please – Irisha cried out, cried out, – I was sure that you would change me there … And you weren’t for so long ..
– Ira, what are you talking about at all? – I could not believe what I heard, what Ira tried to tell me – you slept with someone … now … until I was??
– Please do not be angry, please, I was sure that you were cheating on me there, you didn’t call me in the evenings … And I got so angry that I was holding here, and you are hanging out there … and he … invited me to the cafe ..
– Who was that?
– You do not know him, I studied with him at the university, he was from my group … We sometimes call him up and ..
– In the sense of calling up?! You talked with him all the time or something? – I interrupted her. Anger burst out to me, and I tried to cope with feelings, trying to find an excuse for treason. She thought that I was cheating on her, and she had the reasons. This is my fault that I did not call her in the evenings. Well, she is with me now, and not with him, then she loves me ..
– Well, yes … but we just talked in a friendly manner … True, he always tried to invite me somewhere … and I agreed here ..
Ira still clung to me tightly with my whole body, and stroked my chest with my hand.
– Dimochka, you will forgive me … – sobbing, Irisha asked.
– Ira, it’s hard for me to say now … I don’t know … I love you … But this is so … it hurts me so ..
– Well, please, please, forgive me … Don’t leave me only, please … – Irisha whined, scratching my legs around my chest.
– Irish, I’m not going to throw you … I told you … I love you … it just hurts so … But everyone can stumble once, the main thing is not to repeat their mistakes, though? – Words reached me with difficulty, but I more clearly understood that I love Irish more than anything else and, of course, I would forgive her this betrayal.
– And if more than once … – my bride said quietly and froze ..
– In terms of? What more than once? – I asked, and anger and resentment surpassed a new wave, – what, have you slept with him more than once with him?
– No … – Ira answered even quieter.
– And how much?! – I tried to push her away from me to look in her eyes.
– A few … – she clung to me and did not allow me to push her away from herself.
– Two?! Three?!
– Dimochka, well, it doesn’t matter … It was only with one and all ..
– It is important to me! Everything is important to me! – I was completely captured by anger and resentment – answer how many times have you cheated on me?!
– D…. – Ira whispered.
– How many?! Nine?! You fucked him nine times?
– No … tr..e, six … three only mi..T … please, Dimochka, forgive me ..
– Go nuts! Damn! In general, I just have no words!… – I did not know what to say, how to react. On the one hand, from anger and pain, I wanted to throw her and expel her, but I could not do it, the idea that we would part even more scared me.
We lay silently for a few minutes.
To be continued…
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