O Tangled Web
by Tony Tiger
Copyright© 2019 by Tony Tiger
“O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive!” Walter Scott
That fit my situation precisely. I’m all tangled up in something now. My wife of a year has made her contributions too, as you will see.
Annie was rather footloose and fancy free when we met. It wasn’t just her foot; her pussy was free too if she got a hankering for you. I was just another hard one when my friend Bill introduced us. Certainly no more than that since she wanted a threesome and he brought me to her place to “fill in”. A new and hot experience for me to watch a woman being fucked before and after I’d done my deed in her. And then again.
As we left her place when our dicks wore out I asked how he’d met her. It was a similar situation with another guy he knew named Jim who now was no longer in the picture. I tucked that bit of info away for reference.
I wanted more of her on my own and Annie accepted a date with me. There was no date counting before we were up close and personal that first night. No mention of my friend as she very skillfully got our rocks off several times before sleep overtook us. As I was dozing off I wondered just how many times this scenario got played out per week? Month?
She gracefully scooted me out the next morning saying she had an appointment. As I left I saw an unknown guy approaching her door so I got behind a tree and watched her kiss him welcome. Busy beaver, for sure.
Over time Annie and I connected on more than a crotch level. I knew from Bill that he was still enjoying her body from time to time and she wasn’t too skillful about concealing others from me. Maybe she didn’t want to, but it was never mentioned nor excuses made when she was “unavailable” some of the times I wanted to get together. Keeping her autonomy, I suppose.
I’d gotten past jealousy that first time when I shared her with my friend. What she did with others didn’t seem to impair the enjoyment I had with her in or out of bed. Important lesson learned.
It was clear we were getting more serious when Bill told me she’d broken it off with him. Her availability was much more flexible now too. I was getting different and deeper vibes when we coupled.
Things progressed and we got engaged. I got no hints that she was screwing anyone else from then on.
After a while we got talking about our sex histories when we’d be drinking. She told me about how she met Bill because he was a friend of Jim who she was fucking and it had been a lot like how I met her. That correlated with what Bill had told me. She was never apologetic about her lustiness.
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