What did you think would happen? There were a lot of rough guys at that party. When you had such an obvious fight with her and stormed out, it signaled to everyone that she was now a completely undefended, hot piece of ass who didn’t even have a ride home..
When the resistance collapsed and the town finally fell to the invaders, the enemy soldiers ran rampant, looting and pillaging and taking anything they wanted from the villagers. As the undefended, pretty young bride of the local rebel leader, though, you were taken right to the commander for a special night of questioning..
Warning Sign: He told you he fucked your girlfriend. He said he had her moaning on his bare dick the whole night. But you know he’s just saying that to bully you. She wouldn’t betray you like that. And if he was fucking her, he would keep it a secret, right?
Your husband’s business partner is in an open relationship, and sometimes it seems like his wife is willing to fuck almost anyone. You and your husband were shocked by that at first, it certainly wasn’t the kind of marriage you had. But secretly you were a tiny bit jealous of her experience and freedom.
It got complicated when word about her got out and some of their investors and business partners started to get confused about which wife was which. You felt awkward around everyone, but a tiny bit curious too and more than a few of them told you that you were the prettier one. Your husband’s company couldn’t afford to lose any investors, so your husband begged you not to hurt anyone’s feelings too badly.
Then at a work function at a nice hotel, a particularly important investor, one that happened to be young, rich and stylish, asked you to come to his room one night after your husband had already left you there to go to an after-party with a customer. You should have been furious that he was so bold. But he was close enough that you could smell his cologne and see the stubble on his cheeks. So many of the investors were gross old men, but not this one. You realized that you could just say yes and follow him upstairs for an hour or two and no one would ever know. He waited patiently while you debated internally between the common-sense good wife you thought you were, and the growing aching-demanding-throbbing between your legs.
John wasn’t stupid. He knew not to leave him alone with his girl for real, no matter how faithful and devoted he thought she was. They had him over for dinner out of obligation, but he watched his friend like a hawk.
What he didn’t expect is that the friend would invite himself over the next day, shortly after John left for work, but but before she did. And about how her politeness and innocent curiosity about his visit would very quickly put her in an easily compromised position.
I found marijuana in her car during a routine security check. That’s grounds for immediate dismissal here. She was pretty distraught, lots of crying. She swore that her husband must have left it in her car and that she never touched the stuff. Begging, telling me she had young kids and that she needed her job.
Normally she doesn’t get an appeal and it doesn’t matter what her excuses are. But I’m not entirely without mercy, and she’s a pretty one, even with tears ruining her makeup. So I told her to pull her car around the garage in the back and we would find another way to deal with it.
My wife’s 18-year old sister asked to speak to me alone, so I invited her over one morning after everyone was out of the house. She was leaving for college at the end of the summer, and she told me she was embarrassed to still be a virgin. She was shy about her lack of experience and worried that guys there would find it weird. She said she knew I was pretty experienced and she asked if I had any ..advice.. for her. So I suggested tutoring.
Warning sign: You arrived home a day early after being away for a week. Your wife is nowhere to be seen, but her sexiest pair of panties is lying in the middle of the bathroom floor, the shower is still steamy, her towel is still wet, and worst of all, so is yours.
Her coworker suggested one more glass of wine and she hesitated. Wine made her feel lightheaded and agreeable, even spontaneous, clouding her judgment.
And she knew after this he was going to invite her into his room again, just like the last time and the time before that. She would have to say no again. If she said yes, he and she both knew what would happen. He would touch her and take off her dress and she would give in to everything. She’d take his big hard dick in her mouth and suck him while grinding herself into his leg. She wanted him to come all over her neck and breasts. Then she’d get him hard again and let him into her pussy and she’d take every inch and fuck him back as hard as she could. She wanted to break the bed, to come on his bare cock, scratch him and beg for it, feel him explode inside her, milk him dry.
Then her dangerous work friend would finally be her lover, every pretense of restraint would be gone, and every business trip would end in his hotel bed or hers, or the shower, or the back seat of the rental car, or the hot tub, or an airplane bathroom, or wherever else he would kiss her neck and reach up her skirt. And every promise she made to her husband, some as recent as last night, would be broken and crushed and eventually she wouldn’t care when he cried and begged because his penis couldn’t make her feel this way and she was bored with him and got off on the idea of him finding out, finding her naked with another man, the man he was so nervous about last night.
It all made her so nervous and flushed to think about it. And wet between her legs. One more glass of wine..
When the government collapsed and the police abandoned their posts, John left his wife at home and went into the town to act out his emergency plan to try to get as much supplies together before everything was looted.
His neighbor, though, had a different kind of emergency plan. He went to John’s house, verified that John wasn’t there, and acted out his long-time fantasy by bending John’s wife over the kitchen table and fucking her like it was the end of the world.