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We headed to bed early, and I hit the shower while Paul sat in bed reading. When I climbed into bed, I cuddled up to him and tried to close my eyes and sleep, but I just couldn’t get to sleep. My behaviour over the last couple of days was nagging at me, and it still wasn’t clear to me if Paul believed me about the cinema today.“Honey, can we talk? I need to get something off my chest,” I said, sitting back up and turning towards Paul.“Yeah, sure, babe, what’s the problem?” Paul said, putting his book on the bedside table and giving me his full attention.”Today at the mall with Tina, in the cinema with the black usher, I want you to know it truly happened. I wasn’t just making it up like bedroom talk. I did all those things, I cheated on you. I let someone else bring me to orgasm with his fingers, and then I sucked his cock and let him cum in my mouth before I swallowed his cum,” I said in a cringing voice expecting it to hit Paul that I had cheated on him today finally.Paul looked at me with a blank look on his face. I could see he was thinking, but I just didn’t know what.“I had no reason to doubt you when you told me earlier, Fanny. I’m not sure what you are trying to say differently,” he said, raising his eyebrows.“Honey, I cheated on you. Why aren’t you angry? Why aren’t you screaming at me?” I said, frustrated.“That’s technically not really cheating. You came home and told me straight away; you didn’t try and hide it or lie about it. I’m actually relieved you are finally coming out of your shell again. Tina is a good influence on you.”I was speechless. How the hell can he be so fucking calm? And how in the hell can he say Tina is a good influence on me? Since I met her, my life has run off the tracks, in a fun way, not a bad way, but I was doing things I never had. He should be livid.“What! How can you say Tina is a good influence? Since I met her, I have gotten drunk and stripped half-naked in a bar full of men, where most of them touched me up. And today, I did unthinkable things. That is not like me; I would never do those things normally. Surely you are a little bit angry,” I said, really sitting up and almost screaming it out in my own frustration, knowing I would not be this calm if the shoe were on the other foot.Again, Paul calmly sat there thinking before he finally said something.“You have a very short memory, darling. That is exactly the sort of things you would do, and partly the reason I fell in love with you so quickly… Well, at least it used to be, but my fun Fanny disappeared out of my life for some reason, and Anadolu Yakası Escort Tiffany turned up about eight years ago. And I can’t tell you how happy I’m that Fanny is back and Tiffany has fucked off because if we are being honest here, Tiffany was dull and boring bitch.”I was dumbfounded, not believing Paul just called me dull and boring; the fucking nerve of him, I thought.“I can’t believe you just call me a dull and boring bitch, you arsehole. I don’t know any of my friends that fuck their husbands as often as I fuck you. Their husbands are lucky to get it once a month!” I retorted.“Yes, and those women both have a couple of young kids, and they work full time. I’m surprised they find time to have sex as often as they do. I didn’t say it to piss you off. But Tina’s antics and wild behaviour don’t even come close to yours when we were first together,” Paul said, sounding like he was trying to worm out of his previous comment.“What are you talking about? She is completely without inhibitions and does the craziest things. Is that the sort of person you want to be married to? Then you should hook up with her,” I said as I felt my anger starting to rise.“As I said, Fanny, short memory. Do you remember how we met? Because I do, you were butt arse naked doing a nude run around the bar at that dive college hangout bar after losing a drinking game. You ran right into me, knocking my beer all over yourself and me. You said to make it up to me I could lick the spilt beer off your tits!”Or what about the time we headed up to Yosemite National Park for your first climb? We drove up there with you topless the entire way flashing all the truckers. And then you climbed on my lap and fucked me while driving naked, making me go past Carrie and Pete’s car flashing them,” Paul said, annoyed that I was getting angry at his comment.“Oh, you are going to drag all up that. It was fifteen or more years ago, I was young, and I never did anything sexual with other people, so it’s different,” I snapped back.“Aspen, nine years ago. I surprised you for your birthday and took you snowboarding. We both took some ecstasy at that party. Then we got in the hot tub with those other couples we didn’t know. And you stripped naked and started sucking my cock. One woman from one of the couples was pissed off, and they left, but the other couple were right into it. We went back to their chalet, and we fucked in front of each other before we swapped partners. That was pretty sexual. You didn’t mind fucking someone else then,” Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan Paul said before continuing on.”But you changed after your thirtieth birthday, just after we moved into this neighbourhood, it was a gradual change. But you started wearing nothing but activewear. All your sexy dresses got packed in the back of the wardrobe. You started wearing underwear all the time, even around the house. I had rarely seen you wear a bra before then. I lost fun Fanny that year, and Tiffany, your mother’s clone, replaced her.” Paul said, his voice hurtful and bitter sounding.I threw the covers back and got out of the bed, absolutely fuming now. “You take that back! I’m nothing like my mother! Take it back!” I screamed.Paul never budged, just looked at me with that cocky look on his face when he knows he is right and just can’t wait for people to find out that he is. I grabbed my pillow and stormed off to the spare room. Slamming the door, I flopped down on the bed and started bawling my eyes out. Going over everything Paul had said, the worst part was he was I knew he was right. I had really struggled with turning thirty. It was a terrible time for me, and all my friends in the new neighbourhood were married moms with kids and careers. I didn’t realise how much I had changed. I must have cried myself to sleep, but Paul was standing next to the bed with a coffee and two slices of toast in his hands when I woke up.“How long have you been standing there?” I said, wiping the sleep out of my eyes.“A little while, I will never get sick of watching you sleep. You always look so peaceful and relaxed,” he said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.“I owe you an apology. Everything you said about me was right. I have turned into my mother! God, just the thought of that makes me cringe, but why didn’t you say something earlier?” I said, taking my coffee from him.“Because you wouldn’t have agreed with me, and we would have fought like we did last night. But I thought you would be able to see it yourself after doing what you did with Tina. And it sounds like you have, and hopefully, I’ll get my fun Fanny back,” Paul said.“So does that mean you want me to be like Tina? You know she and her husband Sam have an open relationship? She can fuck whoever she wants as long as she tells him about it after. Surely that’s not what you want me to do, honey?” I said, concerned Paul wanted me to become a slut or something.“Well, how about baby steps? It made me incredibly horny yesterday hearing what Escort Anadolu Yakası you both got up to. I haven’t cum that hard or as often in years. I really loved that you sucked a random guy’s cock and swallowed his load, and I absolutely loved that he finger banged you to orgasm.””Are you being serious right now, that honestly turned you on that much?” I asked.”I’m not sure that you know this or not, but that night in Aspen wasn’t wild and amazing because I got to fuck someone else. It was amazing because I got to watch you being fucked by someone! I didn’t care if I screwed his wife or not. I was turned on so much, and I got off watching you getting fucked,” Paul said, running his hand under the cover to my rapidly leaking pussy.“So you want me to be a slut?” I said as his fingers slid through my wet pussy lips.“Do you think Tina is a slut? That’s not a nice thing to say about your friend,” Paul said.Putting my coffee down on the bedside table, I pulled Paul down on top of me, kissing him, as he had really got my pussy leaking and needing his cock in me.“No, of course, I don’t think that of her. Jesus, I didn’t mean it like that. Besides, they have a legitimate reason she does what she does. Sam has a medical condition. He suffers from ED, and the only thing that gets his cock hard is when she fucks other guys and goes home with a pussy full of another man’s cum. He usually eats her out, which gets him hard and then he fucks her sloppy seconds while she relays the details to him,” I said, pulling Paul hard cock from his shorts.“Well, it would make my cock hard as well, knowing you were coming home from a girls’ night out and your pussy was full of another man’s cum,” he said, climbing between my legs and sliding the head of his cock through my gushing pussy lips.“Ooooh, fuck, really, that would turn you on? Oooh fuuuck babe stick it in. Fill me up with that big hard cock, baby. I would do that for you if you really wanted me to. Ooooh, God, just the thought of another man’s cock unloading inside me makes me fucking sooo horny, oooh fuck yeah, I can do that for you, babe. I will fuck someone else. Do you want me to? Ooooh fuuuuck me, oooh yeeees,” I moaned as Paul stretched my pussy open with his hard cock.”Oh God, yes! I want you to have your pussy full of another man’s cock.”Paul and I fucked ourselves silly for the next hour or so before getting in the shower together. We rarely fight, and when we do, it’s always over quickly and neither of us holds grudges. Of course, the makeup sex is always amazing.Later that day, Tina called me and asked if she could come around with Sam. She wanted to introduce him to us. I said yes, of course, and they came over in the afternoon for a swim and a BBQ. I hadn’t really asked before, but we found out Sam was ten years older than Tina. I also found out Tina was forty, the same as Paul, while Sam would be fifty in a few months.

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