1. Your Cheatin' Heart


    Date: 10/13/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    father and mother are.” “Thank God; I was afraid I’d have to go to prison. Some of the guys here told me I’d get raped regularly.” “Unfortunately, that’s probably true. I suggest you stay away from drugs, listen to your father’s advice, and make a concerted effort to complete your community service and counseling in a timely manner. Also, don’t fuck up while you’re on probation. They’ll have someone keeping track so don’t even think of cheating on it. If you do there won’t be anything I can do for you. It’ll be prison, for sure.” I shook his hand and ten minutes later I was in the car for the ride home. I made one more stop, taking the time to speak at length with a man I considered one of my best friends. +++++ I usually take everyone out to eat on Friday night and, despite my numerous concerns, I would tonight, as well. I wanted everything to seem normal until my precious girls were in bed and I could confront my cheating spouse. I was barely in the house when I was surrounded by my daughters and wife. They were all yelling and jumping up and down about where they wanted to go. It would have been great if they agreed, but—no, not a chance. I stepped back and held up my hands. They knew it was time to stop. “Pizza; we can figure out what kind once we’re in the car. I want everyone to go to the bathroom before we leave.” Yes, it was business as usual—for now, anyway. Everyone used the toilet, even me, and ten minutes after pulling my car into the driveway I was backing out ...
    to the road. En route they finally agreed—half sausage, half pepperoni. We joked and laughed our way through dinner and when we left the restaurant I could see our daughters slowing down. We’d take them home, give them showers, and I’d read to them before bed. They were hugged, kissed, and tucked in by nine. Jill was fiddling around in the bedroom when I walked in. I spoke quietly, but firmly, “Go down to the kitchen and wait for me. Don’t argue. Just do it. I’m not in the mood for any of your shit. I’ll be down in a minute.” Jill looked at me as though I had lost my mind, but when I pointed to the door she just walked out. I changed out of my suit into a tee and shorts, stopping in my home office to remove the thick envelope from my briefcase. Jill was seated at the table when I walked in and I could see she was pissed. That was about to change. “Why are you talking to me like that? I’m not one of your criminals, you know. I’m your wife. You’re scaring me.” “Apparently not enough,” I said, disgust in my voice, as I dropped the envelope in front of her. “What the hell is this?” “Just tell me why and don’t give me any more of your lies…not if you want this family to survive.” Her eyes were the size of quarters in an instant, but she made no move to open the damning evidence before her. “What’s the matter, Jill? Don’t you want to see the evidence of your infidelity? Here, let me help you.” I ripped the clasp open and spilled the photos in front of her. They spread out across the ...
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