I guess the reality got started about a month ago on my wife’s 30th birthday. 2016 had been a really rough but productive year for us. I got fired from my job, nearly got deported because of it, found a great new job, but it meant that we would have to move. We had to sue our real estate agent, and it put us on the brink of bankruptcy, but we finally got our dream home. My FIL got remarried to some bitch. The stresses of all this together put us at the edge of divorce, but never pushed us over. By her birthday, all that was behind us. We could finally relax. We finally realized that we were the perfect life partners for each other. ‘Through thick and thin’ really meant something for us.
Something we had talked about was meeting new people. That was one regret that we both had from the previous few years. We had both been working so hard that all we had was each other. That had to change. Along with the talk about meeting new people and making new friends came talk about meeting new people and making new lovers. Finally. We both knew deep down in our hearts that she is a dirty fucking slut that needs to be fucked as often as possible and I’m a filthy fucking pervert that wants to enable her.