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Alaina Dawson

Some of you who may have read my first two stories ‘It’s a funny world’ and ‘My cheating wife story’ may wonder how I responded to being treated the way my wife, Sue who I often called S treated me.Initially for quite a long time I felt a great deal of pain and insecurity. During our courting days my wife and I had some major issues which will be subject for some later stories but for the early years of our married life there appeared to be no problems at all. At least that is what I had thought. To find out that she cheated on me was almost soul destroying. For a long time I put it down to her being carried away in the heat of the moment and making a mistake. But the big question was how many times could I use this as her excuse?To me marriage means dedication to one person as it had been for all of those around me throughout my life. The thought of deceit or cheating after marriage never once had entered my head. This did not mean that I was so blind that beautiful women did not have an effect on me. When attractive women showed interest then I enjoyed it but the thought of bedding them was not a consideration. Because of my beliefs I expected the same of my wife so I was quite relaxed about my wife enjoying the attentions of others both male and female.Had I been a jealous untrusting type of person then there may have been less opportunity for her cheating to occur. Of our friends, Lyn and her sister, Marg were the only ones to ever suggest that things could go wrong.The occasion was Lyn’s husband, Jon’s birthday party about a year after I had witnessed my wife, Sue having sex with Joe. Lyn’s husband was a unique character which some could align with the ‘Aussie bushy’. He was a rough type who told stories which were often exaggerated to the extreme. Many of his stories had him as the ‘hero’ solving the almost unsolvable problems or the great lover with no equal. His normal dress was stubby shorts, a T shirt and thongs.Some may think that Lyn’s husband would not be liked but in fact the opposite was the case. Most people once they got to know him accepted bahis şirketleri that few of his stories were in anyway real but they were very entertaining. I always marveled at the fact that he always had another story to tell. All women without exception showed affection for him. My wife appeared to be drawn to him like a magnet attracts steel. He was always the center of attraction no matter where he was, at work, at home, in the pub and especially so at a party. When we were with him then my wife would always be next to him obviously enjoying every moment of every story.Lyn on the other hand was quiet. She did not like being the center of attraction so you would often find her by herself or with a close friend taking about the family, the last holiday or her plans for the next shopping trip.Lyn was a worker and parties need workers so she was in and out of the kitchen providing food and drink for all who gathered around her husband listening to his latest exploits.To be honest parties are not my thing. I enjoy people’s company but preferred to be with small groups where everyone participated in meaningful conversation. So it was that I joined Lyn catering for the guests, keeping their glasses full and handing out tit bits of food but also spending time in quiet conversation in the kitchen with Lyn.It was during one of these interludes in the kitchen that Lyn asked me, “Don’t you worry about her?”“Worry about who?”“About your wife, Sue.”“Why would I worry? She’s healthy, fit and caring. She enjoys her life. She looks after both our kids better than most women would. What is there for me to worry about?””Her flirting, the attention she gives to other men. She throws herself at them.”“I don’t understand what you are saying, Lyn. Is there something that I should know about? Am I missing something?”“I’m sorry that I raised it. If you can’t see it then I can’t point it out to you.”“No. If there is something that I should know about then tell me. All I see is a woman enjoying her life. What more could any husband wish for than a wife who loves life, enjoys company bahis firmaları and likes to join in conversation and good clean fun.”“Why are you not out there with her if it is so great?”“Lyn, I think that you are jealous. Why are you not out there with your husband?”“I know that I can trust you, Goyse so I can tell you that I love my husband. He’s the father of my kids but he is also a liar, a cheat, a pervert and a scoundrel. You know and I know that he will never miss an opportunity to bed any woman who is willing. I’ve caught him out several times and every time he promises it will be the last but even I know that it won’t be. He is your direct opposite.”“I accept your compliments, Lyn if they are meant as that. I don’t think that you need to worry about Jon. I’ve never known him to do any more than flirt a little.”“You bloody men are all the same you cover up for each other every time. I KNOW that he is a cheating son of a bitch because I’ve caught him in bed with women more than once. The last was our tenant in our rental unit. I was supposed to be away but arrived back early to find his utility parked in her driveway so I wandered over. They didn’t even have the good sense to lock the door. Here they were with her legs pointing at the stars and him chock-a-block up her with both of them moaning and whimpering like bitches on heat. Why do you think I evicted the slut?”“I’m sorry, Lyn. I didn’t know. It must have been terrible for you. How do you cope knowing that?”“I cope much the same way you do. I avoid it by pushing it to the back of my mind. I focus on other important things like the kids and maintaining a safe home for them.”“I think you’ve got it wrong. I don’t have to cope with that type of thing.”“As I said avoid it and pretend that it isn’t happening. It works for me and it works for you but it is happening. You are just avoiding it. Look..” She hesitated as if thinking of what to say. “Go across and sit with my sister Marg and simply watch for the rest of the night and then tomorrow tell me that it is not happening.”Another long pause kaçak bahis siteleri then she continued, “Sue will go to the washroom soon. Watch who follows her. Give them a couple of minutes and then follow. Be prepared because you may be shocked.”I went inside and took the seat beside Lyn’s sister, Marg. Marg was a good bit taller than Lyn who was only just over 5 feet tall. Where Lyn was slim with not an ounce of fat on her, Marg was of larger build. She was not fat but was carrying a few extra pounds. They were both beautiful in their own way but Lyn was the one who drew the attention of the men. Marg on the other hand was very nice to talk to and could indulge in conversation on almost any subject. Although Marg’s face was beautiful she did not have the physical attributes that her older sister had.“How’s it going, Marg.”“I’m okay. How is it with you?”“I’m fine. Do you mind if I join you. You seem to be missing out on the festivities. Music too loud for you?”“Nope, it’s not the noise. I’m just keeping an eye on that flaming husband of mine. Leave him alone for two minutes and he is trying to poke someone.”What have I invited myself to, I thought. Seems tonight everyone is falling to pieces. Perhaps people have had too much to drink. Alcohol does that to some people I’m told.“Ian’s flirting with someone, is he?”“Flirting? He’s more than flirting. You should know. She’s your wife.”“Hold on there, Sue is just enjoying the party. You don’t have the right to make accusations against her like that.”“Look, Goyse. You’re a good bloke. She doesn’t deserve someone like you. Anyone else would have dumped her years ago. Take a good look at where she is standing and who is behind her.”“It’s Ian. What’s wrong with that?”“Where are his hands? Where are her hands?”“Well, I can’t see from here.”“Of course you can’t see where their hands are. They don’t want you to see. That’s why they are standing behind Jon and his mates. Look more closely. You can see that she has her hands behind her. Why do you think that is?” Before I could answer she continued. “She is stroking his cock. That’s why?””This conversation was going somewhere that I didn’t want to go. “You don’t know that?”“Look at everyone else. You can see clearly that everyone else has their hands where they are visible but not so my husband and your wife.

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