This story from glover has been read 2 7 3 5 6 5 times. He fucked my girl Written by glover , on , genre cheating This happened in college. One night my girlfriend Jen and I were making out in my bedroom. I had one hand inside her blouse and another up her skirt, and it was just getting really good when my roommate Ricky walked in. I figured the least we could do is drink a beer with him before kicking him out. I could tell Jen was embarrassed, and I felt her buttoning up her blouse and pulling her skirt down under the blanket. One beer led to another, and Jen and I had already had some before Ricky got there, so we were getting pretty buzzed. Then Ricky rolled a joint, so soon we were high on beer and grass.
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I was very excited to be marrying the man of my dreams. I had fantasized how magical our marriage and sex life would be, when tragedy struck. After our wedding four months ago we planned a two-week honeymoon on an island, where we could celebrate our marriage and fuck each other senseless. But a few hours before our flight I fell sick and had to be rushed to hospital. My appendix had burst. The doctors said the condition was not life threatening and with surgery I should be back on my feet soon.
I was sort of the Gordo to her Lizzie McGuire.
We had been married about ten years and were in our early forties. We had a normal sex life and got along very good. Trust was a big part of our relationship. As with most military people I would have to go TDY a lot. When I was home I would let the wife go out with friends to the NCO club and listen to music and dance.
Katie had been my best friend since childhood. It was a friendship first orchestrated by our parents. I know that sounds gross. Sometimes we men are gross. The first time I looked at Katie differently was during puberty. And not just physically.