Near midnight I passed by the company looking for my husband, as I always did, I had crossed paths with German who told me again how tired he was of that routine and his desire to retire, then he crossed paths with my spouse and informed him about his afternoon and the problems it left ahead. We parted ways, went to the car, and from there straight home. We talked about many things and took detours to face what I needed to face. We left the car in the garage and went to dinner on some things I had prepared beforehand, Claudio was happy and despite everything he couldn't tell me about Adriano, and it would all stay for bed. I had left the money intentionally that his coworker had left on his nightstand from his side of the bed, he noticed it intrigued and asked about it, it was the key that opened the door to everything I had to tell him. He listened calmly without interrupting me, but then came the storm, Claudio started yelling at me, incredulous, possessed, he told me I was a slut, that I had made him cuck, and with his coworker! as if I was supposed to return to work the next day? he kept saying over and over again if I liked cock so much I couldn't keep my legs closed! and besides, I did it for some dirty bills? didn't know me, didn't know the woman who had her side of the bed. My husband walked back and forth yelling as loud as he wanted to count his misfortune to the whole neighborhood. My passivity and silence was my worst response, he expected me to confront him, to say something, but I said nothing. He came over to me, took me with both arms and pinched me, I was afraid he would hit me because Claudio was out of control, full of hatred from his wounded ego, he pushed me with all his strength onto the bed and asked me again if I liked cock so much, he pounced on me and his movements were so fast and so masculine that I couldn't react, me I felt imprisoned under the weight of his body, then he thrust his tongue into my mouth with force, pressing my lips so vehemently that I felt the taste of a thread of blood from one of the two.
I felt his fingers quickly slide down my slip with urgency and the elastic of my thong give in to the uncontrolled force, my husband was raping me and the situation turned out to be pleasantly perfect for me, I felt him enter and release his fury on each thrust, his hard penis came deep inside, I wondered if this is how I liked it, if this is how I enjoyed it, I told myself if that mouth he kissed was the same one that had sucked his friend's cock, I put my fingers in my ass and wondered if Adriano had also passed through here.
I was only responding by caressing myself and having continuous orgasms, one bigger than the other.
The light of a new day would wake us up naked on our bed, Claudio had one of his hands over my tits, my pussy had dripped between my legs the three times my husband had had in its interior, everything was perfect, only one point to resolve, the shift change, when Adriano and Claudio crossed face to face, because if Claudio imposed his thoughts, they would probably end up at punches, but if it was Adriano, I would surely get caught again. And the balance would tip on Adriano's side, Claudio had been very man with me but lowered his head before his peer, even Adriano without the slightest resentment told me in my face how good I looked, how tasty I had been to him and how lucky he was to have me. And it was very tasty setting a price for my body so that Adriano would get caught again, and the story transcended outside of the trio and slowly all my husband's workmates knew about the story, and already when I went to pick him up or bring him, the gazes over my body felt different. It wouldn't take long before I got a proposal from a tall and slender boy, an unknown, and so, slowly the machinery started moving, if I could choose with whom to do it and I could get good money, and Claudio could turn a blind eye, then why not do it? We made numbers, with my body I could make much more money than what I did at the insurance company, and besides, my new job sounded much more fun and exciting, and I did it with one and with another and with every man who found me attractive and could pay for my services.
Some sexy photos started circulating, those photos that men can't resist, and my work spread from mouth to mouth, transcended my husband's company, went through the neighborhood, through other acquaintances and strangers on the web.
Today I make a living doing what I enjoy most, fucking, Claudio transformed into my manager, my protector, my love, my best husband and thus was born the most beautiful profession, being an escort wife. Fin...
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