When my then-fiancee dragged me to a jewelry store to pick out possible wedding rings, she took off for her place later that night because she had to work mid-shift the next day (she lived a little over an hour away). I took the next day off of work and decided to surprise my fiancee by showing up at her place at about 8:30 in the morning. I walked in on my fiancee lying naked & spread eagle on the bed. She was masturbating enthusiastically while some 56-year old black dude with a horse cock was arched over her, furiously fucking her face. Evidently, she had brought him home from the bar the night before. She was 26 at the time.
When I said, “What the fuck is going on here?” her response was “Oops, busted. (Long pause) How long have you been standing there?”
Author: burtmaclin2015
Catching a college kid masturbating on my couch. [MF]
There is an old saying of “expect the unexpected” in all sorts of situations, particularly those with a degree of certainty. This goes for anyone.
In the past year, my wife has adapted nicely to being a full-time housewife for the very first time after leaving a very stressful job. So that she doesn’t get bored, I call and text her from work during the week just to keep her from being bored. Sometimes I’ll do things such as texting a dick pic of myself letting her know what she’ll get after I get home, while she’ll send me back a pic of her playing with her pussy or spread out butt naked by the pool. Either way, we try to use our imagination.
Last week was quite unique. The wife texted me that she found some young dick on a Craigslist ad and said that she was interested. Given our open relationship, I told her to go for it. Not to be outdone, I mentioned to her that I think that I’ll stop by a fuck buddie’s house (Jessica) on the way home to get a “tune up.” My wife laughed (as she always does) and told me to go for it as well. This exchange took place around noon.
[MF] Listening to my prudish female co-worker having sex in the hotel room next to mine.
Whenever I travel for work, I usually travel with Greg, my cubicle buddy & the life of the party within the office, or Lynn, the 46-year old skinny redhead that was as much of a workaholic (both inside and outside of the office) as she was social. I’ve traveled extensively with Greg to many training seminars (he loves the strip clubs), yet have never traveled with Lynn.
As my luck would have it, I would be traveling with Lynn alone this time. I didn’t look forward to it, considering that I thought that she was incredibly uptight and all about work. No lie, Lynn seemed to be just a straight-up bitch. While on the plane to Philadelphia, she bored me with work schedules and stuff, until eventually I just tuned her out entirely. Even inside of the airport, she seemingly would not shut the fuck up about anything. My thinking at the time was “Great, I’m stuck with a boring-ass bitch that rarely has fun.”