I am married to a serial philanderer. He doesn't really look for pussy, he hunts. I am his second conquest, well at least the second one he married. Like his first wife I have two children. We all live well, myself and my two children and she and her two children as he is a very successful businessman. Over the period of time I have been married to him I found myself as best friends with his first wife, we have a couple of things in common, the same father of our children, the same man we married, and we are both pretty financially dependent on him so making waves is not in our best interest. Strange times makes for strange bedfellows. We found love in each other's arms.

He is currently on the hunt, young deer fall by the wayside, like I say pussy doesn't do it for him, he can get all the pussy he wants, but what he wants is the conquest. He wants that girl who won't fall for him, the one that spurns him, the one that tells him to fuck off. That is who he wants. Right now she is all over the place but not with him, and like snoopy dog he has his nose up her ass and he follows her around trying to get a piece and all he gets is her disdain, she is not interested in a man with two wives and four kids. She is one of those who sees herself as the being the only one with a lifetime of happiness on a small ranch in Colorado, not being number three and each of her kids having to share with four other kids that aren't hers. I know the feeling, that was me except I thought I could actually have it. And I did for a while until she came into the picture. That is when I when we decided to split the sheets, we can't very well get involved with some man and destroy her maintenance agreement and give him an iron clad cause for divorce, although he is pretty taken aback by all this he is tolerant of it. He laughs, but we are getting more pussy right now than he is.

I went to see her, to let her know that when he married me he screwed up, his dick was hard and we were in Las Vegas and he could only get what he wanted via the wedding chapel and he didn't get the prenup signed. Unlike wife number one, I didn't sign a prenup so he is not really going to push for a divorce, so she might as well fly away. And to get her out on the runway I let it out that he got snipped after I had my second child, four was enough for him, so no kids for her. I don't really care anymore if he gets pussy now and then, like I said for a while now we have found love with each other, not love like we set out to have, but love nonetheless and the pussy is good. I get it, pussy is good and I don't fault him for that. But not my pussy anymore and not her pussy anymore, at least not just like that. If he wants pussy at home he can go get in bed with the maid. Her name is Marta and she isn't pretty and he is cut and his balls are in my hand. He wants pussy he can have Marta.

I am not a witch or a bitch or an ice cold wife. And frankly neither is his first wife. He pushed us into bed with each other and you hold your breath and you go down and you come up and there you have it, now you know why he wants pussy so bad.