Ok, so not everything is coming-up roses in Oldrope's garden at the mo, every road has bumps and curves and we hit some big ones a few days back, but first a couple of other juicy titbits:
Firstly, remember the yummy mummy that I kept bumping into in our carpark. She took me up on my offer of an afternoon in our spar pool, not quite the luxury model Mr and Mrs John's have, but fantastic this time of year. Made her a jug of pimms and got her topless, I was completely naked, she couldn't keep her eyes off my semi hard tool, for an hour or so as we enjoyed the sun. Having had twins only a year or so ago she has amazing hard, big, round boobs, although I only got to put sun cream on her back this time but, got a promise of another afternoon in the sun with her soon.
Secondly, Mr John called round to see how I was getting on, (Mrs John in Holland on and off or at work for most of the summer), he has giving me a date for the little gangbang party that he is arranging for Denise (his mistress), coincides with a boxing event and a cricket derby so, they is a valid reason for spending the whole night !! TBH, I'd quite forgot about this party and his look-a-like for my wife mistress, looking forward to it.
Ok, back to the tricky stuff, Started Monday the (6th), I know I have said here how I have had a quick look at my wife's phone before, and I said that I'd read back as far a message saying that she didn't mind that Miles had done something, and asked if he'd sorted it. Well, I don't make a habit of it but, Monday she went to work and forgot to take her iPad thing with her, and left it on, from the moment she was out the door the thing was buzzing with new message after another, So, finding it unlocked I had a good look through the messages. Turned out the ones buzzing were just work but, there was a whole treasure trove of communications between her and Miles. I was surprised and not a little angry to find these messages had started the very next day after they had first met, not by chance, some five days later on our anniversary, they had also been very flirty from the very start, for example:
"Miles": I have a bet with my friends that you have a couple of saucy tattoos hidden away, or at the very least a naughty piercing lol
"wife": ha! .. sorry you've just lost your bet, but, don't worry if you gamble on whether or not I do naughty things, well that's easy money XXX
"Wife": again, you bet on that and your money is safe, ha! XXX
Ok, I can't start throwing stones there, that would make me a hypocrite but, annoying none the less, there were also photos back and forth but, they'd either been deleted or saved somewhere so, I could only see the blank spaces where they'd been.
Since, their first sexual encounter, obviously these correspondences have been overtly sexual, him waxing on about what he would like to do with her etc and her sending compliments on his "most fantastic cock I've ever seen" and discussing how, she is now a convert to deep anal sex, wishing she'd "indulged Oldrope's sexual obsession years ago". OK, I can live with that, all very horny in fact but, remember that first message, well I read the ones before and everything since and discovered they have been discussing and organising between them, a three or four-way fuck-party for my wife!! Pretty much along the lines of the boat-trip "fantasy" that she talked about and had been doing so pretty much from the first time they'd had sex! The conversation they were/are having, has discounted many of Miles' immediate friends as prospective fuck-buddies. Instead Miles has selected some prospective "cocks for her" from his business associates and my wife had agreed to meet two of them in order to "vet them properly", both are younger black guys, "Antoni" and "Mark" !!! Antoni I think is either the chief or the manager of the restaurant they went too, haven't checked it out yet.
They discuss Mike a lot, and Miles is seriously turned on by the prospect of seeing my wife fuck and suck "real, black, monster cock". You and me both buddy but, the difference is he is introducing her to two of them: "to see if you will get on, or hopefully get off XXX"
I have to admit I didn't think it through or handle it very well, and to cut a long story short confronted her when she got home, I tried to play "the only trying to protect" you card, but, she saw right through that and called me out as being a jealous and possessive fool, and accused me of thinking her stupid, after all why did I think she was meeting them first if not to vet them. Good point, well made.
She, also said, that the plan had been that I would be there too, invited along for a couple of days on the boat as this kind of scenario had always been a big fantasy of mine, (although I didn't recall reading anything that would have confirmed that in the messages), she said that by looking at her private messages I'd kicked that prospect into touch.
What put the final nail in the coffin though was simply down to bad luck, at some point during the evening my phone went and she picked it up, only to read a message from Nicky !!, it wasn't even particularly flirty or sexual but, did mention that she was looking forward to seeing me soon and named a date. A quick look on Facebook and she remembers the sexy-young thing that spoke to us at the fair in Colchester. She also sees that I have deleted all our previous correspondences. After a few very scary and angry words, she goes dangerously quiet and simply says:
"well you seem to be filling some young slut's cunt and I'm getting mine filled by some young cock, that makes things even, don't you think and don't you fucking dare start whining for anything else".
With that she storms off to bed for a couple of hours. When she comes down again, she simply refuses to say anything else about it but, appears fine in that situation has been resolved, we even have good a good talk, no sex as she's coming to the end of her period and didn't feel like it, leaving me patting myself on the back thinking I've got it made, best of both world, cake and eat it etc.
Only of course it's not quite as simple as that. Tuesday, I take myself into town and realising the time and feeling hungry, ring her to see if she wants to meet for lunch, no answer, nearing her office on my way home, I phone one of her secretaries to see if her and her team has headed to the pub?
"No", comes the reply, "but, you have only just missed her, she has taking a long lunch for an optician's appointment!", I know she's not of course.
I get over to the marina as fast as I can just in time to see my wife, being seated at the club-house bar by Miles, then shortly after, standing to shake hands and accepts a kiss on the cheek from a guy who joins them from the bar. I can only make out, that he is tall, well-built and a mid-tan black man. I edge as close as I dare, desperate to see more, I try ringing her twice, straight to message each time.
After a while the guy takes his leave goes outside and has a cigarette by the rails overlooking the boats, Mile's is leaning right in and him and my wife are deep in discussion, after a few minutes she nods vigorously, and is laughing, he holds her face in his hands and kisses her, her resistance is farcical to say the least, leaving some cash on the table they leave too, and joining the stranger they make their way to Miles' boat.
I hang around for 10 minutes or so, wondering if I should make my way round to the other side of the wet dock where I sat previously, but decide to take a seat in the public bar of the club and watch the pontoon gate. So, I am in this situation again only this time it does feel like she's cheating, yeah I know how dare I say that, but that's how it felt!!
To my relief it was only twenty minutes or so, after they'd left the bar, my wife and the black guy are at the gate, laughing like old friends, they shake hands, then with a deliberate look over her shoulder to the bar, (she doesn't see me, I'm behind a menu) she's up on her tiptoes for a quick kiss on the lips, there is a moment where they hold each-others gaze then with a giggle she's off. My phone goes, about 30 seconds later
"Hi darling, you've been trying to get hold of me?" she says
"I wanted to see if you wanted lunch" I answer.
"I met Miles" straight out with it, "sorting some dates out for later in the month"
I didn't know what to say and there is that uncomfortable silence which stretched more than moment to long.
"... did you see what you wanted to see?" she asks, "I know you'd be there when you couldn't get hold of me, I knew you have to spy on me, look, I don't have to be back at work for another 20-30 minutes, do you want to talk, I do love you but, this situation is mine, I am happy for you to have your fun if, you're careful, honestly I am but, you don't spy on me again or that's it"
I felt a proper fucking prat and told her so when I caught up with her. That evening, she told me everything and wanted to know a little more about Nicky. The three of them didn't fuck that lunchtime but, she told me that both guys got a sloppy blow/wank-job, Miles got his by way of a reward, this new guy's, by way of an audition, seemingly he passed as they both cum on her face. I don't know if this was true, she looked unflustered when I saw her lunchtime, so may have been just a little tease, right? She told me this as I got the same treatment, her reminding me that I didn't deserve it. I do trust her, but, I still got the new guys car reg so I could check him out.