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Do you believe her work trips are just for work?
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There’s no doubting it. Sure, everyone knows she’s married, but they can also see her putting her body on display in slutty clothes, flirting with different men and getting touchy feely with them, and opening your door to strange men at odd hours of the night. They know she’s a hotwife.
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Your wife is a very loving woman and will do anything for your success.
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When you had just started out in the lifestyle, your wife used to meet other men for quickies. Recently, she had started to spend a few hours every time she met a man. Tonight, she will have her first sleepover at another man’s house. What’s next?
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This is a typical weekend for your wife and her boyfriend. You’re alone at home. youcanhavemywife.tumblr.com
You stood back and watched. They kept getting flirtier and flirtier, their touching more brazen. They even kissed, a long passionate kiss that lasted several seconds. When she walked up to you hand in hand, and told you in front of everyone that she would be going to his place with him after the party, no one was surprised. Your face was red with embarrassment, your cock was hard as a rock, and everyone around you was smirking. youcanhavemywife.tumblr.com
Your wife knows tomorrow will be a day full of many rounds of sex. She wants to keep herself fresh for another.
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He said sure, and entered the shower with your wife so he could use her one more time. After they were finished, he told her: “Maybe next time, I’ll send you home to your husband without a shower. Sooner or later, he’s gonna find out about us anyway.”
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The plan was to spend an hour or two with him, but she ended up spending the whole afternoon and evening at his place. When she called you at midnight, you expected her to tell you to come pick her up. Instead, she said she was going to sleep over, because he wasn’t finished with her yet.
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Your wife is not shy about asking directly for what she wants. And no man in their right mind would reject an invitation to open her legs. youcanhavemywife.tumblr.com
Your wife is an insatiable slut.
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You had believed her.
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You knew your wife had a reputation as an “easy” woman and she had told you she wasn’t going to stop having fun after marriage, but you didn’t think she’d start right away during your honeymoon.
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When she had just started sleeping with other men, she was discreet and careful. She worried what other people would think if they found out. But as time went by, she became more confident, more comfortable in her own skin, happier with her sexuality. And she gradually stopped caring about other people’s opinion. Now, all she wants is to have fun.
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He wanted another round with your wife, so he got another round with your wife.
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“Honey, I have something fun to tell you” is the most exciting thing you’ve heard your wife say.
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