#caught cheating
That moment when you find photos of your wife cheating on her phone but just then she walks in before you have a chance to send them to your phone. So you act like you didn’t see anything and hope to get them off later. And get off to them!
You spent days remodeling your master bathroom. Especially the shower. Today, your wife puts it to use. You’re just not there to see it.
Infidelity Is A Felony … ♂️
i wrote a song about a cheater
Liz
Part Ten: I fucked up
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Liz
Part Four: not what u think
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Liz
Part Three: freaking out
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Liz
Part One: Jason
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Lisa
Part Thirteen: good odds
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My Story
Part Two: the first time
She hit it off with everybody I knew. She was funny and smart, which have always been the two qualities I look for most in a girl. Everybody loved her. And I was now in love with her although I hadn’t said it yet. Everything was finally perfect in my life, I had never been happier.
Then it happened…
I had a friend I’d known since high school, a good friend. We had gone on family trips together, always let each other know about the girl we were interested in. We trusted each other with secrets that we wouldn’t tell other friends. We were tight.
Well, he was over at our place all the time. We had a fourth bedroom and he was always allowed to sleep there when he wanted to. My two roommates went to bed much earlier than me and my girlfriend. We were night owls. So was this friend, let’s call him Nick.
One night Nick was over. Me him and my girlfriend, let’s call her Beth, were watching a movie. We had a couple of drinks that night and I’m sure we had smoked a bowl or two. We were all sitting on our wraparound couch. Plenty of room for 8 people much less three. Beth was sitting right next to me on my left, Nick was sitting about 4 feet to her left. What happened next has gone through my mind many times over the years.
Beth decided to lay down since it was late but she didn’t want to go into my bedroom yet since I wasn’t ready. She puts her head on my lap and curled her legs up as to not make Nick move. She was wearing this cute little sun dress that I adored. It hung on her body in a way that hinted at all her feminine curves but left enough to the imagination to want more. She also didn’t always wear panties which I was suddenly very aware of. If she did wear them, it was only thongs. I was instantly anxious about what Nick might see if he looked over at her.
I knew him better than anyone and could see that he was wanting to look. But he was just shy enough to try to hide that from us. My eyes were on the TV if you looked at me, but they were really scanning peripherally to see what he was seeing. Beth shifted around a lot as we watched the movie. No way could I tell you what movie it was now, that was the least of my concerns.
After only a few minutes that felt like an hour to me, she asked if she could stretch out. I hid my worry as Nick said nervously “yea I don’t care.” So Beth stretched out and layed her feet right on his crotch. My heartbeat sped up but I tried my best to stay fixated on the movie. Like, “whatever. She’s my girl. You might enjoy this Nick, but she’s coming back to bed with me.”
My eyes were now seeing peripherally more than they ever had before. I was staring at the TV but that was the only thing I couldn’t see now. And what I saw shocked me to my core.
I noticed first her glancing his way more frequently. Then shifting her cute little sun dress. Shifting it in a way that raised it up to move it into a more comfortable position. Raising it to a height where Nick might see something. Now to this day, I have no idea if she didn’t care I noticed it, wanted me to notice it, or was turned on by thought I might notice it. I lean towards the latter though.
Soon I begin to notice movement around her feet. She was pretending to doze off at this point. But I still didn’t want Nick to know I was concerned, so I silently stared at the TV that I had no clue what was happening on anymore. I could sense neither of us were really watching it now. I noticed quick subtle glances her way. Her dress pulled up to a point that any normal boyfriend would adjust. But I didn’t. I let this all play out. Frozen by my own jealousy and a strange sense of curiosity as to what this was.
I could see now without a doubt that her toes were clinching on his crotch. This was all later confirmed to me by a friend that Nick confided in. I wasn’t imagining anything. She had been flashing her pussy to him and rubbing his cock with her toes. And doing all of this right in front of me.
For Worse
Part 1
Video is better with the sound off.
Mark jumped up when he heard the car door slam. Karen would have, but she was tied down to the bed. “Shit, I think that’s your husband!” Mark said. He grabbed his clothes and bolted, leaving out the back door just as the front door opened.
Karen rolled her eyes, frustrated at the idiocy of her young stud. She had been dying to be “taken” for so long, but her weak husband never had to balls for real role playing. Now this. She struggled against the ropes as she heard the footsteps in the hall. Her mind raced as she tried to think of a story–any story–she could tell her husband to explain why she was tied to a bed in a sexy costume.
“Karen? Are you here?” a voice called out.
Karen felt a wave of relief when she realized it wasn’t her husband, but their neighbor, Adam.
“Jim asked me to drop off the hedge trim…” Adam stopped talking as he walked in on Karen and saw her predicament. “What the hell…” he started.
Karen tried to explain through the silk gag. “I vash trying to suffise Jim. Bud da roffs tighteng,” she lied. She had worked out a complicate knot tying scheme that could explain how she tied herself to the bed.
“Really?” Adam said suspiciously. “You think he was going to buy that?” Adam asked, realizing Karen had struggled when she heard the door open. Karen tried to speak again, but Adam ignored her. Instead, he bent down and grabbed something from the floor in front of the bed.
“Mark Donnelly,” Adam read the work ID from the wallet the young stud had left behind. “I see he works at Whole Foods,” Adam noted. “Handsome young man,” he said with a smirk, turning his attention to his incapacitated neighbor.
“You know, I could leave you here like this,” Adam said, eliciting an angry, writhing complaint from Karen. “That would mean you’d get to see whether your self-tying-knot story would work on Jim,” Adam pointed out as he sat on the bed beside her. “Your husband is not bright, but still, that’s a pretty big risk. On the other hand, I could untie you,” Adam said, eliciting a demanding nod from Karen. “But what would I get out of that?” he asked as he ran his hand up and down Karen’s stocking clad thigh.
“Vaff aboff your WIFE?!?” Karen accused through the gag.
“Sure, you could tell her about this,” Adam admitted. “But then again, how could you without explaining how you came to be tied to a bed on your own?”
Karen’s eyes widened at the realization of her true predicament. Adam wasn’t waiting, his fingers were already rubbing her pussy through her wet panties. “Besides, Mark ran off leaving you in this terrible state,” Adam said. “I wouldn’t want you to be frustrated all day,” he said as his mouth pressed against her warm moist pussy lips.
By the time Adam pulled out his cock, Karen had already cum twice. When he untied her ropes to flip her over, Karen put her hands behind her back, almost begging to be tied again. Adam obliged, tying her wrists together before sinking his cock in her from behind.
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