Peter C:
Most of the captioned posts here are a bit extreme for my own personal taste, but the possibility of your wife catching an STD is a real risk. When we first set about joining this lifestyle, the only 2 ground-rules we set were that Debbie wouldn't have sex with anyone I knew, so I wouldn't be able to put a face to the name when I pictured them doing it, and that she would always use condoms. This was purely to protect us from any embarrassing diseases she might pick up. Debbie had had a hysterectomy, so her getting pregnant by another man was not going to be an issue, though she did tend to tell guys from the start that she didn't want any more babies, which is why she carried condoms (which I bought) in her purse.
As I have related elsewhere on this site in the past, Debbie broke both our ground-rules the same night by having unprotected sex with Mick, a former work-mate of mine who had noticed my wife on Facebook and decided to try chatting her up again after being unsuccessful some 11 years previously. Now of course, Debbie had no need to be the faithful wife and Mick finally got her into bed.
I can still recall being somewhat humiliated, but also turned on, a few days later, sitting in our doctor's surgery waiting room whilst Debbie went in to see the nurse for a chlamydia test. She told the nurse that she'd had "a little slip-up" a couple of weekends ago. She was all-clear though, so Mick got to fuck her again!
Since I posted a few years ago I've learned that my ex-workmate fucked my wife more than the twice she'd told me about. He's kindly informed me that Debbie liked it so much that they fucked on and off for 2-3 years until he moved away, even going away on holiday together as man and wife when I thought she was with someone else entirely. On their return they attended the funeral of another of our colleagues, arriving together in his car, going to the wake together, then leaving together, leaving everyone in no doubt that ladies man Mick had now added Pete's wife to the list of women he was fucking. And they were right.
She'd told me his dick was half the size of my 7 inches, "Mick's hard is the same size as your's soft", but he clearly knew what to do with it and it seems that whenever she fancied a good hard pounding instead of our gentle love-making, she'd go and pay Mick a visit. And always bareback now she knew he was clean.
Peter C
