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In reality, Alex was not Jim in almost every way. Jim is a very unusual man. Strong, trustworthy, funny, and the best lover and conversationalist I've ever known...so leaving him was never a real consideration. I always knew how lucky I was to have his adoration. It was just fun feeling the freedom I had to actually move in with Alex if I wanted to. I had options, serious options for the first time since I married Jim. You learn a lot about yourself, things you would never know, without really having "options." It was a very important growth period for me. I realized Alex was purely "new relationship energy" and that type of thing never lasts forever. It's best to keep that in mind ladies...if you can. I'm so grateful I did. Alex wanted more. He wanted to own me. That would've been the death of our fun and I knew it. Plus there were tits little annoying things about Alex that constantly reminded me why I loved Jim so much. Those little references enriched my marriage in ways that never would have occurred without this affair. It made me feel so lucky. Here's a secret most psychologists know but rarely share. Once forgiveness is attained, affairs often enrich a marriage. The key is the new found reference points. Fantasies are almost always better than their realities. And the grass is rarely greener on the other side of the fence. I think we all deserve doggystyle a chance to learn those blonde truths. And as for me, I don't want to share my life with a man who hasn't experienced and learned that. So we broke up, off and on, for the next six months. In the end Alex hooked up with another threesome pretty lady on his shift and eventually did marry her. She needed him. I was glad for them both and it only hurt a little. Well maybe more than a little. But during that final six months something else, something very important happened with Jim and I. About five months into the affair, I started feeling the imbalance of all the big action being only on my side. Yea, Jim and I shared it pretty intensely during our fantasy sessions but I had a growing sense it would be more healthy if the actual experiences were more mutual. I had no idea how that might happen. I had a few girl friends at work that needed a guy in their lives but that never seemed right. Maybe it was the potential jealousy that would provoke. Plus Jim was very resistant to even consider dating another woman while being a married man. That was basically his stereotype of a "creepy guy." Loved him for that. But still... I started wishing he had a woman that could do for him what Alex was doing for me. Fantasizing about watching Jim fuck another woman was sometimes strangely erotic, not always, but enough for me to at least touch how Jim was feeling about me. Maybe I envied the intensity of his feelings. 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Harry hurriedly pulled on his shorts as his sister stood up and pulled him in for a long, deep kiss, before squeezing his manhood blonde doggystyle and leaving his room in her underwear, giving Harry a sultry smile as she returned to her room. CGB watched his cock go in and out of her mouth, her full lips puckered around the guard masked that she had the device in. It just looked like she was being a good girl, taking his cock obediently down her throat. As we stood waiting for some Spanish young man to get us some of the punch, or whatever it was, I said to Kate and Zoe, "Want a shower?" she asks gesturing to the bathroom. “Well,” she replied, “there was a lot advice about what good girls should and shouldn't do. “Mmm, your little sister is going to have a good time with it.” She catches the excess spit from her gagging in her hand and rubs it on my cock jerking up and down as she looks up at me red faced and catching her breath. 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