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Recently I had been getting vibes from my husband
that he has cheated on me, not once but several times. I looked in the
phone book to hire a private investigator to follow Bert. I called one pi
that guaranteed results, positive or negative. I really didn't want to
know, but I did if you what to I mean. I called, the receptionist
answered.
"Hell-O this is ( Blank Blank ) Detectives. How may I help you"? I, I want
to. I hung up. Do I want too do this? I asked myself. I called back after
thinking some more. "Hello" she said again. Yes I just called the fees for
hiring a pi. She said, would you hold a minute. "Hell-O this is Frank
(Last Name)
"How much charge is there to hire a pi to follow my husband? I think he's
cheating on me." "First, we have to interview you, would like to make
appointment. "Yeah I guess so" Lady, I don't think you’re serous. Call
back when you’re sure, Ok?" He hung up.
I had to search my mind and decided to go through with it. I called and
made an appointment. The day came; I had coffee, showered & dressed for my
9 am appointment. I was right on time. 9 I walked in. Yes can I help you"?
Said the receptionist. I have 9am appointment to see Mr. (Last Name) your
9 am appointment is here, Thanks Maggie, send her in.
There sat a bald, over weight man about 60. His breath smelled of cigars &
a new litter of kittens. Hi, I'm Mr. (Last Name) Now, what is it that we
can do for you? Mrs.?" Oh I'm Mrs. Hopkins. I think my husband that he has
cheated on me, not once but several times. I need to know your fees!" Mrs.
Hopkins we can go over that later, I need to know is what makes you think
your husband is cheating on you.
Bert works 2nd. Shift. I have found incriminating items, strange phone
calls, both at home & his cell phone, text messages, I said. "What kind of
incriminating items did you find?" I found a women's lingerie, you know
sexy underwear catalogs, along with ladies measurements. He has pictures
of females wearing the sexy underwear. I want you to follow him & find out
anything you can, so how much?
"Well, Mrs. Hopkins I can follow him, that ain't the problem. The problem
is I just don't think that is grounds to invade his privacy" I don't care,
If you don't want to take this case. I'll find a PI that will." "Ok, OK
I’ll do it, but do you have enough money? My fee is, $150.oo per day or
night, $100.oo for paper work each day or night. If i have to stay
overnight. $175.oo per night. As you see Mrs. Hopkins this could cost you
a great deal of money. That's over 4 hundred bucks a day. Do you want to
spend that kind of money?"
I said, yes damn-it! Ok, we'll do it. Mrs. Hopkins I need some personal
information from you. How any times a week did you have sex with you
husband? Do you have good satisfying orgasms? Do you do oral sex? Do you.
Swallow? Do you enjoy sex? What size are your breasts. Do you like your
nipples sucked. Are you haven? Do you like anal sex? "
Hey, look Mr. (Last Name) why are you asking these kind of question?" I
didn't want him to know but those questions made my loins wet. He said,
"I'll go out tonight and watch him, Thanks Mrs. Hopkins. He called the
next morning, Mrs. Hopkins; we have to meet as soon as you can get con to
my office. I went to his office. Thanks for coming this early. Oh yeah
that will be $250. I wrote him a check. He started telling me about Bert.
He read his report to me, at 2pm (The accused) stopped for gas &
cigarettes. At 230 made ah cell phone call. A female met hit at gas
station. (The accused) gave her piece of paper & kissed her cheek.
At 250 he arrived at his work. At 630 he went to his truck, he reached
under the seat for a package. (A female) drove up. They both sat in his
truck for 30 minutes. At 700 she patted his shoulder, (The accused) went
back in. I decided to follow her. At 715 She went into a Taylor shop. This
female gave Bert's package to the clerk. At 730 she went to a house. She
never came out. (The accused) came out at 1115 & drove to Kelly Bar. He
had 2 beers. 1155 he reach into his hip pocket, for a list of something
written down. Another female walked up to his table and sat down. They
talked until 1215. (The accused) said, "Thanks Lynn" and she kissed his
cheek. At 1245 he was at your house. Now, Mrs. Hopkins (The accused) did
nothing that would subject him to cheating. I do have ah few questions
answered. Mrs. Hopkins, Have you ever cheated on him? "Ah, ah yeah. But
that was years ago." Mrs. Hopkins has thought about getting even for him
cheating?
Mr. (Last Name) didn't let me answer. He grabbed my 36C's and kneaded them
like raw pie dough. I involuntarily gapped, it felt so good. I came to my
centes, STOP THAT Mr. (Last Name)! No, call me Frank Mrs. Hopkins. Stop
Frank, please He squeezed my titties, I couldn't say anything. His touch
was so welcome. In my mind I wanted him to stop. My sexual emoutions
didn't.
He kissed me like he was ah teenager. His tongue slipped between my lips.
I instinctively opened my mouth. Frank took liberties with my tongue,
sucking my tongue into his mouth. He reached under my shirttail up to my
breasts, pushing my bra up above my tits. Frank lightly pinched my nipple.
"Gawd Don't stop. Don't Stop Mr. ah Frank. I pulled my shirt off, Here
Frank suck these; I raised my breast to him. He pinched my nipple with his
teeth before sucking my tit into his warm wet mouth. He sucked me like he
was a nursing baby. "O Frank suck my tits! Bite them! My pussy became so
saturated; I felt my juices running down my leg. He continued nursing my
boobs while he un-button my slacks & he push them down. Frank's hand made
it's way to my wet cunt.
He circled my pussy lips with his fingers, putting pressure against the
hood of my clit. Frank slipped his fingers in my slit & found the love
canal. He started lightly moving his fingers and rubbing my hardened
clitoris. I was about to cum hard. And i mean cum hard. He was sucking my
tit, pinching the other nipple, fingering my pussy and rubbing my clit.
These continuing movements were getting me off. This strange man was
causing me to cum so wonderfully. "Mr. Oops I'm gonna cum. Faster Frank.
Make me orgasm. My knees became weak & begun to shake. I had one of those
toe-curling orgasms. My big toes cramped, the sweat was running down my
face, my back, my cunt tingled as my best orgasm subsided. "Frank, that
was great, I needed to cum, I also need to fuck"
He didn’t have to be told twice. Frank picked me up and carried me to his
desk. He laid me out on top of the desk. He pulled off my slacks and
panties, lowered his trousers and WoW! Frank penetrated me deep with one
thrust of his large cock. I started another orgasm. I jerked and trashed
on his desktop. I swung my arms over my head knocking his Rolodex off the
desk. Frank took his dick out. I grabbed it and jacked him off. He was
incredibly hard. I aimed it back into position. He pushed me across the
desk as he went to my deepest point of my womb. Frank pumped slowly; I
could feel the ridges in his cock as he fed his cock to me. He increased
speed causing him to hit my G-Spot on his inward thrusts. I fucked him
back with every push. He stopped while his dick was in me the deepest
point. "Mrs. Hopkins! I can't hold it any longer, I'm Cumming. Frank
spewed his hot cum in my cunt, I felt him hit my cervix with ah splash! It
felt like ah quart of his cum filled my hot pussy. He didn't go soft like
most men do. Frank moved up to my naked titties. "Here Mrs. Hopkins, Tit
fuck my cock"
I pushed my tits tight around his massive meat as he pumped his dick
between my boobs. I licked his dick's head every time it popped his head
out of the flesh of my titties. Soon he was ejaculating again, all over my
tits, my neck & my chin. I tried to get as much on my tongue to swallow
it. (This guy was full of spunk) My upper body was covered. He was still
oozing cum when he stood up. "Oh Mrs. Hopkins that was sweet. I can't
charge you tomorrow, this is nice" I forgot why I was there, even about my
cheating husband. At that time I wasn't any better than he. I dressed and
headed home, along the way I had to stop and cry. I felt so bad, but my
freshly fucked pussy felt so good. That made it worse. Physically I felt
fine. But mentally & emotionally i was ah slut wife.
I cried all the way home. I pulled in our garage. I suddenly felt lower
than snake shit. Bert had made ah sign and hung it above where I park. The
sign read, "Welcome Home Baby Happy Anniversary" I was crying when i
opened the door. There stood Bert with a full-length fur coat. "Happy
Anniversary Laura Love you!"
It dawned on me right then. The ladies measurements i found were mine, the
catalog was from next door. The cell messages were from the furrier. I
blamed Bert for cheating on me. How could I live with myself knowing what
I had just done too my husband? I called Franks office the next day. "Mr.
Jennings there? I need to speak to him now!" Hell-O this is Frank. He
said. "Frank I have to cancel your investigating my husband. I found out
everything, Bert was out shopping.
"Yeah, I know" He said. I knew about it. He said, "I couldn't tell you. I
figured if I could get some new pussy it would be good for them & me. I
called him everything but ah white man! I was so pissed. I thought about
taking this to his boss. He is the business owner. I offered myself to
him.
It comes down to ladies, If you think you're husband's cheating. You make
damn sure of the facts before doing anything. This caused me to loose my
morals & the guilt is unbearable. |
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