[MF] How an in appropriate OTPHJ turned into an aggressive outdoor fuck

This story takes place in July of 2016. It’s important to the end of the story.

I’m not sure when my wife and I fell in love. There are a foggy few months between our first hookup and when we started living together. Everything just went so fast. I’m guessing we still just in lust at this point.

Before I met Eve I was kind of out of control. I made plenty of mistakes. One which lead to being on probation. Part of my plea deal was that I needed to attend regular meetings of Alcoholics Anonymous. It was fine. AA meetings can be fun. Only problem was sometimes I was just too busy to always get there.

Eve knew all about this. She didn’t care. She had her own troubles with the law. We were very honest with each other when we first met. So, the idea that I couldn’t hang out certain nights because I had to go to a meeting wasn’t a surprise. She understood that I wasn’t blowing her off or out with someone else.

[MF] The first time I really spanked my wife

I’m not exactly sure why I’m sharing this. It’s pretty personal. I guess the fact that once you grow up and get into a committed relationship, there is no polite way to brag about the wild sex you have with your wife. This forum will have to do.

Since I’ve read many stories here I guess I should give a description of us. My wife tells me I’m handsome and I’m the biggest she has ever had. I’m sure there is some truth there. I’d say I’m tall, athletic and kind of rugged. My wife is the exact opposite of me. She is short and curvy. Great hips and ass. Nice perky tits. Piercing dark eyes, shoulder length dark brown hair, and a wonderful smile. She is Hispanic, but with a very exotic look. It’s a huge turn on when a woman tells her she is beautiful in front of me.

Now that we have that all out of the way, I’ll try my best to set the scene. A few months back we had a real nasty fight. We had been drinking and the emotions just boiled over. At the very end of the fight my wife really crossed the line. I knew I couldn’t let things go any further, so I just went to bed. It was a tough loss to take.