The week of our 1st year wedding anniversary, my wife and I are in a bar getting drunk reminiscing about our 1st year together, all our favorite memories, etc. She asked what my favorite part of us was, so I said how we have no secrets. She smiled, but gave a look. I started to dig and soon, "Please don't get mad"…
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My wife then reminded me about a big fight we got into a few months before our wedding, I thought she was at her friends but apparently she (37) went to the 24 year old's Janitor's apartment for the day.
She starts to tell me how he would come into her room everyday and hit on her, how at first she didn't respond but how overtime he was so persistent. Eventually they swapped #'s, she said for months all he did was ask to hang out. And how on this day I was such a dick she agreed to just come by and smoke.
Apparently he had the biggest joint rolled! She said they barely got through the joint before his hands were all over her and they were making out. Within minutes he had her shirt off, kept insisting that she needed a massage, and had her "really high" on his bed. Then her shorts came off, and more kissing…
I asked if she resisted at all, and she said No. She said neither of them said a word, how at one point he just got up, walked across the room, and put a condom on. Grabbed her from behind and slide it in her.
She said she didn't really see it before he started fucking her, but that he was 7-8 inches and very thick. How she just couldn't believe someone 10 years younger was so into her, how he was gentle but rough, and how she could barely handle it. And how when he came, she was so wet she sucked every last drop.
From there they just laid on his bed getting high, until he got hard again. She said this time he just kept rubbing it against her panties, then on her pussy lips, begging her for no condom. And she swears that she only blew him and left! But, the 1st night she told me drunk she said they that he came 3 times, so?
And the reason I'm telling this story now, is because apparently last week when I went with her to her old job's little reunion he was there, I met him, shook his hand, and she didn't tell me till we got home…

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