Married to my beautiful wife for 15 years. Both of us asian with me at 42 while she was 41. No one could say that she doesnt look as though she was still in her mid twenties. Her figure still as amazing from her constant trips to the gym every other day that ensured her figure was still as tight as she was when she was younger. I’d have never thought that she would betray me and started seeing someone behind my back, worst still the kind of guy she had always said she hated.
I was clueless for several months of what was going on behind my back seeing as to how she always goes to the gym, and never ever gave me any cause to think of her gym work out buddies as anything more than that.
My job as well sees me being away from home pretty often either a week or up to two weeks at a go. So i’ve actually never been around often enough to notice the small changes in her behaviour enough to catch on. That was until a day when I had just got back from a business trip in the evening at the same time as Das my beautiful wife was heading out for the gym.
She had just kissed me goodbye and asked me to help take out the trash as she was running a little late on her gym time and had to rush over to make sure she did a full workout before the gym closes. So that’s what I did as she drove off in her car while I went over to the kitchen and tied up the trash bag there before I made my way out. Perhaps it was chance or fate but it just so happened that the trash bag must have been a rare defective one, where I was halfway walking out on my driveway heading to the trash bin outside infront of my home when it happened.
The bottom of the trash bag gave way and all the contents spilled out, I was sighing out in frustration feeling exhausted from the flight and now having to clean this up. Only thing was that as I was about to turn around to head back inside to grab another bag and a broom, something in the pile of trash caught my eye.
My heart beated wildly and quickly as I knew that it was impossible for me to recognize what I saw as anything else but that. There in a spot of the pile of trash that was on my driveway now, I saw not one not two but three of them. Three used condoms tied off and quite full up with what could only be cum. Dozens of thoughts went through my head like how long has this been going on? Who was the man that’s screwing my wife? Is there any other evidence in the house of it?
Yet as I stood there staring at them I was confused as well as to how with the idea of my wife whom I had always worshipped and thought the world of cheating on me. I found my own cock hardening in my pants at the idea. At the idea that another man was enjoying my wife’s tight holes, that his cock was making my wife moan and scream in our bed, that she might even have been calling out his name begging for him to fuck her harder. All the while I was hundreds of miles away hard at work for the both of us, while she was in our home spreading her legs and pleasuring another man with her body.
As though on auto pilot I found myself moving back inside to grab the things i needed to clean the mess up in the driveway. As I found a new resolve and aim right then, that I had to find out who it was that’s dicking my wife and another to not let her catch on that I knew about her infidelity now.
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