[MF] Over the pandemic I (45M) divorced my wife, married a stripper (25F), and had a child with her (Expanded version)

I posted about this a few weeks ago and a lot of people messaged me for more details. So, here’s the extended version…

So yeah, it’s been a rollercoaster. In 2018 I took a job overseas, in Milan. My wife and I moved out there and it grew on me more quickly than her. Other tensions were present as well, and we decided mutually to split up in early ‘20, it had been coming for a while and we both knew it wouldn’t survive lockdown.

During the same period, I became gym-buddies with a 23-year old gorgeous, whip-smart (engineering degree!) tattoo-covered stripper with an absolutely obscene body—skinny waist, round ass, huge tits and (I later learned) a penchant for pairing denim jeans with translucent tops. She liked me because I was just about the only guy at the gym who wasn’t either leering at her or hitting on her. We started chatting one day and we hit it off. Of course, I never dreamed a goddess like her would see our friendship as anything more than platonic—I felt she saw me as a “safe” friend, and (being 43 at the time) I probably reminded her of her dad. (I was right, but that was not the barrier I’d assumed it was.)

Once Covid hit she was out of a job but with free time to spare. I was newly divorced, so we started hanging out watching movies, smoking a little weed, etc. My dick was hard non-stop hanging out with her of course but I never tried to make a move on her. One night we’re watching an insultingly bad movie and she turns to me and asked, point blank, in her cute Italian accent, “Hey, do you wanna fuck?” Turns out lockdown was making her horny as fuck and she thought I was cute enough to release some sexual tension with, and experienced enough to do it right. Needless to say, within about five minutes I was balls deep inside. We filled a lot of Covid time with my cock filling her. After decades of married, vanilla intercourse I had my own personal porn star. I discovered the joys of rough, noisy sex, anal penetration, tittyfucking, and getting throated so deep my balls were slapping her chin. Everything was on the table now, and I can’t express how life-changing that is.

Surprisingly, it lasted, and developed into a real relationship. After a few months she moved in, and after we installed a stripper pole in the living room (visible through the window) and she started sunbathing nude on the (shared) roof of my condo we became the main gossip item in my neighborhood. Guys looked at me in awe, strolling around with a curvaceous sex-bomb in a see-thru top, their wives with daggers in their eyes. The sex got better and better, I was working from home and taking mid-day fuck breaks, getting quietly blown during Zoom meetings, emptying my balls more often in a week than I had in a typical year of my marriage. We were having such a non-stop blast that at the beginning of 2021 we decided to get married ourselves. We held the wedding in the roof—a middle aged Joe with a gut and a pierced, inked, big-titted sex fantasy.

A month later she was pregnant in her and if anything it made her even hotter to me. She started wearing outfits that flaunted her baby belly, showing the world what we were soon bringing into it. She began experiencing “waves” of extreme horniness, which led to more than a few instances of improvised sex in taxis, restaurant bathrooms, etc. Finally in October she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. Since then she’s dedicated herself to being a stay-at-home mom, and getting her body back into shape. (I didn’t encourage the latter but I’m not complaining.) Amazingly, her tummy is already flat again and with her breasts still engorged with baby milk the effect is bordeline obscene.

It’s been a wild ride. Just two years ago I never would have imagined a life like this. But goddamn I’m loving it and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/swi2k2/mf_over_the_pandemic_i_45m_divorced_my_wife