Part 2 of ? - Discoveries
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Be sure to read part 1 first. As stated before, I’m trying to keep these blogs shorter because I don’t think anyone wants to read a novel. After all parts of the stories are complete, I will branch off in to deeper details.
As a recap, we had both been talking, texting, and going to clubs for years. I was on the last few days of a 97 day tour on my job just 40 miles from the house.
It was agreed upon that she would go out to a casino dressed provocatively looking to gamble in the casino, and score some cock to take back to the casino hotel.
I hadn’t heard from her much towards the second half of the day, kind of off and on. I was busy and she was getting ready to go out. She send many sexual photos of her in the outfits she was trying on; none of them covered her pussy, tits, or ass. She’s very proud of her tits, so they are always hanging out.
As my work day progressed, I was receiving less and less texts from her. Sometimes it would be half an hour or more before received a text back. Something just didn’t feel right. My mind started to wonder and it started thinking that maybe she had pulled it off. I really wanted her to find someone, but honestly, In my mind I just didn’t think it would be that simple. Because of this, I don’t know that I really took it all that seriously. I didn’t think the odds were in her favor for it to happen that night. Either way, I had enjoyed all the sexual chatter we had that day and subsequent days.
It was 8:00 PM and I was still working. My job requires me to pretty much work around the clock. Not anymore that since I have moved on to another career. I just kind of sat and watched my phone to see how it was going that evening. Did she make any money gambling or is she flirting with other men to get some cock? She’s always been forward and outgoing to strangers, but asking for their dick is a bit different. I really didn’t know how hard this is for her to do, but the talk was at least fun.
I had been checking her location off and on and she was infect at the casino. The app we use for the whole family to tract each other in the event of an emergency is and was very accurate. Sometimes it can be a few 100 feet off, but mostly its accurate within 10 feet. At one point I could see that she was in the main casino area, but then when I check at 8:45, it showed her in the hotel high rise section. Now to me, this didn’t mean much given I had seen the app glitch some off and on at times. Having said that I thought that it just might be correct. I mean that’s what she was there for.
It was a bit nerve-racking, I thought about her safety and thought about all the unknowns. Let’s be honest, all men would find this position I was in as a very anxiety ridden situation. Sometimes if you want something bad you have to fight through some uncomfortable situations to achieve your goals.
Minutes later she called me and asked how I was doing. She also wanted to give me some information about one of our older kids that she felt was important. The tone of her voice was strange and not something I was used to. She asked me if I still wanted to go through with our plans. I was nervous but I powered though and said absolutely. She told me she loved me and she we hung up. It wasn’t until we hung up that I noticed that I didn’t hear any slot machines or bells and whistles going off. A casino is loud, I know this first hand because we will go a lot even to this day. The entire conversation was out of the norm so I think I knew it was happening but still had not really believed it. After all these years, it just might be happening! I looked at the tracking app again and I think I knew without her even telling me. She was clearly in the hotel section in one of the rooms. The app was spot on and her location stopped bouncing around. In my mind this was it. I was full of anxiety and found it hard to work.
Roughly 45 minutes later I got another call from her. I didn’t text her at all since her last phone call because I didn’t want to bother her if she was fucking. I knew he would have her phone and would be recording their sex. The phone call was not that long and she was in the car driving home. Her demeanor and tone was normal and I just asked her, “how did it go?” She just said she would text me when she got home because she was driving and tired from a long day. I didn’t want to push or pry because I like what every I get from her to be natural and of her own free will.
At about 10:30 she sent me some texts asking if I was in bed at work yet. I had just climbed in bed and was getting ready to chat her. She sent me a single phone of a box of condoms spread out. She text “do you see the missing condom?” I knew right then that she had accomplished the goal. Following right behind was a video of her giving head. Then another video of her giving head, followed by a video of her getting fucked.
For the guys that haven’t experienced this… it’s the sexiest and biggest turn on I have every experienced. At the same time it was the most terrifying thing I had experienced. I’m not going to get in to this part as it should be in a blog of its own. Let me just say that has hard as you try, you will never be able to prepare yourself for something like this. To put it mildly, it’s a rollercoaster of the highest and lowest emotions. This is not for the weak at all! Especially if you love your wife as much as I do.
I came 3 times that night in my room at work. Finally got some rest late at night. This experience wasn’t like anything other than anything I had ever experienced.
I was scheduled to go home in just 2 days and in those two days we text a lot. She would send various photos and text all day long. She was so excited, happy, and proud that she accomplished her goal. She was texting some details and thoughts about it all. She kept telling me that she couldn’t wait until I got home to fuck her.
When I got home we talked about it for weeks. We had a lot of sex and we talked about it during sex. I was going to be off of work for a while so we started working on house projects together.
One night I couldn’t sleep so I got up and sat on the couch for a while. I got to thinking about how she scored so easy that night. I mean she’s very pretty and very easy to talk to, but something just didn’t add up. These thoughts really didn’t occur to me until that night, and I have no idea why. I guess my brain said “wake the fuck up dummy!”
I proceeded to pull up the phone records around the date on our phone providers web site. I noticed a number that wasn’t familiar and there were hundreds of text from that same number on the day she got fucked. Many text leading up to the time she fucked and then a few that occurred on her drive home.
I knew I had found something and I knew it was foul play. Keep in mind that if you read part one to his you know that her and I had had sex together with another man and she had sex with that man and woman. I was a part of this, but this was the first time I was not involved. Even knowing that, we were still new to this activity… at least sexual activity with others. So I was still a nervous wreck. It takes time and practice to feel comfortable with this life style.
I immediately work her up and handed her phone to her and said unlock it! (side not: to this day we both have passwords and face ID unlock on each other’s phones). She was startled and kept asking if I was ok and what was wrong. She had forgot about it as it had been several weeks since she fucked this man. It’s important to note that I didn’t find that phone number in the call records again that night but there several records at various times in past MONTHS. It wasn’t on her mind anymore so she just handed me the phone. I opened the phone and typed the number in question in to search section of her contacts.
I wasn’t surprised to find a contact that matched the number and it was entitled GUY. Zero texts under the contact.
To be continued…
Tell me what you think is next.
If I ever get enough interest, I can probably get her on here to answer questions people may have for HER. Her view point and perspective is going to be different than mind. LET HER KNOW if you want to hear her story!
I will follow up with the text I received from her on her way home from being pounded and the texts from the following days that I wrote about.















