I married at 22, quite young, to a girl my own age. The fact that my wife was pregnant prompted us to make this decision, so we had to act quickly :) We moved into the ground floor of my mom's house.
Three years after our wedding, my mom (then 47) found a partner (then 37) who moved into our house. It didn't take him long to convince us to have sex; first, threesomes, then he started fucking my wife regularly. I thought the situation was under control until I came home from work and found my mother in my kitchen taking care of my son. I asked, "Where's Kate?"
-"With Greg upstairs."
-"What about Greg?"
-"You think I don't know? He's been banging her for a year, and as far as I know, you're okay with it. Well, now you know I'm okay with it. She's young, she needs a man, and nothing will happen to you or me."
I was stunned.
-"They'll finish, they'll come. We're all adults, and these things happen. If no one's hurt, then I think it's okay."
She finished, and I still hadn't digested the fact that she knew everything.
I lit a cigarette and waited silently for events to unfold. A moment later, I saw my wife coming down the stairs. She was wearing only a bathrobe.
-"Thank you for watching him. Have you eaten anything?"
She began as if nothing had happened, but at that moment, I didn't have the energy to ask. That night, I had one of the most wonderful fucks of my life.
The next day, which was Sunday, we were finishing breakfast when my mother came downstairs.
-"Kate, honey, please come with me, I wanted to talk to you about something."
My wife, without a word, got up and went upstairs with her. I took the child to her room, put on some cartoons, and went back to the stairs to listen in. I heard familiar moans. She took her upstairs to have sex with him! Suddenly, my mother appeared on the stairs.
-"Is it nice to eavesdrop?"
-"Uh?"
-"You'd better make me some coffee."
Not knowing what to do, I made her some coffee. She sat down and said,
-"I think your wife will get a lot more pleasure from now on than when you did it in secret."
-"You think so?"
-"Next week, Greg works a second shift. So it'll just be the two of us at home from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. And something tells me they won't be drinking tea."
When they finished playing, we went back to normal as if nothing had happened. And that was strange too, very strange.
Many years later (I'm 40 now), I'm in a situation where I have a man at home who regularly has sex with my wife and mother, sometimes even having sex with both at the same time.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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