I was a young 26 year old when I found that my husband of two years was gay. It happened that I knew this man at work and he knew this man who was gay and it was that way that I found that my husband was an escort for gay men at hotels in town. I was under the impression that he worked as a night watchman for an office building. I lost myself and the man at work who found out became my crutch, I fell deeply for him and one night after the store closed I went into his arms and all I wanted was for him to take nature's course and do with me what he wanted. I did not want to go home. I was bleeding inside and I wanted him to stop the bleeding.

He wasn't sure of what I wanted and I almost had to tell him to strip me and fuck me. I sucked his cock first and I took off my shirt so he could get to my boobs and pulled his pants down so he had his hard cock out and I pushed my pants down and bent over the prep table and waited for him to fuck me. He fucked me. After that night I wanted him to fuck me all the time. He was married to this lady that took care of her grandmother who was in a wheelchair. He wasn't getting much sex from her so I substituted for her and sucked him as hard as I could and gave him my ass to fuck.

One night he stayed too late and we were fucking in the manager's office because it had carpet and his wife showed up and the door to the hall in the mall was unlocked and she caught us fucking. She slapped me, called me a whore and other bad names, called him an asshole and he told her if she didn't give him pussy what was he supposed to do. He was still hard, harder than he was when he was fucking me, he bent her wrist until she was on her knees and he gave her is cock to suck. She kept her mouth shut but he kept slapping her with his other hand until she opened her mouth and she got mouth fucked.

After that night it was like okay if he fucked me and she started to give him more pussy. I went to his house to talk and after a lot of screaming and calling me a whore and everything I told her that I was going to give him up and I wanted him to fuck me. Things remained like that for over a year and then the grandmother got worse and she had to be put in a nursing home. Now she was home every day and he was getting pussy from her and but he didn't stop giving me cock. I was over there and I told her that maybe one time we should both go at the same time, maybe he would like that. Getting naked with her and getting ourselves hot for him made him very aggressive and he went for both of us pinning us down to fuck us. After that night we fucked together most every weekend.

I turned 30 with them, by then he had changed jobs and was earning a lot more money and the grandmother had passed away and his wife was working full time. Although we played with our boobs, played with our pussies, we kissed and groped, we really never got to the point that we would be lovers without him. We made love alongside him while he was doing the fucking and sometimes we sucked his cock as soon as he withdrew after fucking us, but we fucked with him.

We never had kids. I am 45 now and he is 53 and she is 49 and we are still together.

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