INDIAN Cheating Wife

He wore a top hat and some sort of furry loincloth. Behind the couch was a dusty red Radio Flyer piled with bags of ice. "Mornin'," I nodded as he wen... by.He tipped his hat genially. "Mornin', neighbor!"An Asian woman sauntered by in the opposite direction, wearing only a straw cowboy hat and a toddler tee. Her golden skin glistened with sunscreen as she swayed, her bare feet raising little clouds of dust with each step. Rapt, I watched her bare ass twitch as she made her way towards Center. Now when she is gone, I could maybe see the temptation, but that's only about half the time, the other half, she is doing it in our home, in our marriage bed. That is just too much, she must really hate me. I must be the worst husband ever, according to her if she thinks that doing what she is doing is a good marriage. What kind of sick twisted mind would come to that conclusion? I don't know, but this poor sap isn't going to be kicked around like that much longer. I contemplated what I was. More

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