Straight Male / 40
Wrong Place Wrong Time
Short and unsweet confession:
One day last week I stopped at my house (while in the road seeing clients) to go to the bathroom. There were two cars out front and my wife’s car was in the driveway.
When I walked in, the sound was like no other: my wife was getting fucked. Not really knowing what to do, I went back out to my car, parked down the street enough to not be seen, but close enough to watch whoever leave. About an hour later, not one, but two men left the house. They both drove away.
I called my wife and asked how her day was going. She said it was a quiet day. She did some house cleaning and WAS running errands. I then drove into the driveway and told her that I was home.
I asked about the guys and about them fucking her. She knew I caught her, so she told me everything (I guess).
I told her to pack up and go to her sisters until I calmed down. I haven’t seen or talked to her since.
One day last week I stopped at my house (while in the road seeing clients) to go to the bathroom. There were two cars out front and my wife’s car was in the driveway.
When I walked in, the sound was like no other: my wife was getting fucked. Not really knowing what to do, I went back out to my car, parked down the street enough to not be seen, but close enough to watch whoever leave. About an hour later, not one, but two men left the house. They both drove away.
I called my wife and asked how her day was going. She said it was a quiet day. She did some house cleaning and WAS running errands. I then drove into the driveway and told her that I was home.
I asked about the guys and about them fucking her. She knew I caught her, so she told me everything (I guess).
I told her to pack up and go to her sisters until I calmed down. I haven’t seen or talked to her since.
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