1. MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG--Part 1


    Date: 9/15/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blackmail, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 90.7, Source: sexstories.com

    MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG CHAPTER 1 My wife Jennie and I had always enjoyed a fantastic sex life, beginning when we first met during our senior year of high school. If anything, she was more aggressive and much hornier than I was. She was tall—almost five feet ten inches—and slender with fantastic symmetrical C-cup breasts and a tight muscular ass to die for. She reminded me of the swimsuit models in Sports Illustrated and I wasn’t the only boy in high school who thought that. Jennie was Homecoming Queen and voted most popular yet I was the only senior she ever dated—what incredible luck. I thought I was the luckiest guy in the world when she agreed to go steady with me. I had always considered myself ordinary—six feet, 170 pounds with unruly light brown hair and pale blue eyes in contrast to her natural blond hair and sparkling green eyes. I was thrilled when she agreed to attend the same university as me. My parents weren’t rich; I had to attend a state school. It was good, but it wasn’t Harvard or Yale or even Williams or Amherst. It was just SUNY—the State University of New York at Albany, reputedly the best of the state universities in New York. Jennie’s parents weren’t rich either, but they had more money than mine. They had two cars to our one and they got a new one every three years. Ours had to last for at least six before Dad would even think of replacing it. Jennie had new clothes several times a year. I wore mine until they didn’t fit then they went ...
    to my younger cousin or to Goodwill. In spite of the differences in our socio-economic status she loved me and I her. Her love made me determined to work harder to become successful. I toiled like crazy throughout our college careers, working nights as a watchman—a job that enabled me to study between tours of the factory—while attending full-time. Most days I got by on four or five hours sleep, but it prepared me well for the rigors of work after graduation. I earned a degree in accounting and asked Jennie to marry me on our graduation day. She accepted immediately. Even our parents agreed that we were made for each other. Like most young couples we struggled at first, living in a tiny studio apartment and eating cheap liverwurst and bologna sandwiches because we couldn’t afford anything better. Those years of hardship and denial forged the bond between us, making us stronger as individuals and a team. We made love almost every night when I wasn’t in graduate school for my MBA. Even then we managed a quickie before falling asleep naked in each other’s arms. Jennie was often the initiator and I doubted there was anything she wouldn’t try. She loved it all. Jennie had worked in retail sales. The money wasn’t great, but it was a help until I had earned my MBA and began my climb up the corporate ladder. After five years with the firm I got my first really big promotion and my first really big raise, almost doubling my salary. Jennie was able to quit her job. If anything we made ...
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