Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Category: cheating wife phonesex
Sylvia 844 332 2639 x 428
Eye Candy Neighbor. There he was washboard abs; behind perfect rounded, at least 6 feet. Like something right out of the male dance line. Cowboy boots. skin-tight jeans and no shirt. He practices out on the lawn between our houses. The music was the first thing that attracted me and then when I saw him I actually became weak-kneed. I decided I just had to have some of that. He was in his twenties so there was that gap many think is a problem. Not me; I think if two people are attracted to each other you shouldn’t pass on it. What’s wrong with spending some special time with someone who really turns you on? I came up with a plan after giving it much thought. I use to do some dancing myself in the past. Finding a track I used back in the day. Continue reading “Eye Candy Neighbor”
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
A night out at the club was exactly what I needed to melt my stress away. I put on my slutiest dress and tallest heels, ready for a night of flirting, but then my boyfriend announced he was coming with me. My eyes rolled, but I agreed; I wouldn’t let a little thing like a “boyfriend” keep me from having a good time.
We separated once we got to the club. It was crowded, and music pulsed through the space like it was alive. I writhed with the rhythm and let the stress sweat from my pores. My boyfriend found me, of course, pressing his tiny hard-on against my hip as if it would excite me. Needing something better, I turned to another man who’d been eyeing me throughout the night. The tent in his pants was much larger when it pressed to my buttocks. “Hold my purse,” I yelled over the music to my boyfriend while shoving my clutch at his chest. Then I took Mr. Bigger Tent by the hand and led him to the bathroom.

So seeing as my spouse cares more about making money, I had convinced him it would be a good idea if Ryan rented out the pool house as we were not using it. My spouse agreed it would be a good idea as Ryan had just told my spouse he was looking for a place. My spouse had no clue why I wanted Ryan to live in the pool house. That the reason was that whenever my spouse was busy or at work, I could go and have some naughty sexy times with Ryan; I mean, in time, he may figure it out, but who knows, as I couldn’t remember the last time my spouse paid attention to my comings and goings or me for that matter. It had been at least a year, if not longer, since my spouse had spent quality time with me. Continue reading “Seducing Ryan Part 2”

Huddy was gone for the day, and so were the kids, so I called Ryan, our pool boy and asked him to come over. Ryan said he would be right there. I’m not that far; I was hoping you would call. We had been sneaking around for months as hubby wasn’t doing it for me anymore. Most nights, hubby was too tired to do anything, and a girl needed to have her fun.
So when he hired Ryan, it had been weeks since I had been laid, and he was just so sexy with his muscles, blue eyes, and blond hair. I couldn’t help myself; I had to have him. So I spent most of my time by the pool trying to seduce Ryan. It didn’t take long for me to seduce him. Continue reading “Seducing Ryan”
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
I was flying home for my Grandma’s birthday party. My sister had been planning it, and she added me to a group chat with our parents, her husband, and a few of my aunts and uncles, just so everyone knew what they needed to bring to the party. I’d never met my brother-in-law before, but I figured this would be an excellent way to test his loyalty to my sister.
I saved his number in my phone and waited till the big day to start sexting him.

Having the house back to myself while the kids were at school and my hubby was at work. I was out by the pool enjoying the last days of summer and having free time again as the kids were back at school. It made it easier for me to see my sexy pool boy without worrying about getting caught.
There was no secret about why I was cheating on my husband with the pool boy. He was everything I wish my husband was but never would be, as he didn’t care about being healthy and in shape. He was 6 ‘6 with blond hair, blue eyes, and muscles in all the right places. Unlike my overweight husband, you could tell he took good care of himself. I was waiting for him to show up as we had made plans.
Wendy @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424
Now that my kids were off to school, I was sitting on my back porch with my bestie just enjoying the peace and quiet. My friend Angie had just dropped off her own kids and now it was girl time. The two of us were discussing a little bit of everything, from raising kids to the latest fashions. And, as always, there was a tad of girlie gossip, something usually unavoidable. Although I am still single and loving it, Angie had been married for a number of years, something that – quite honestly – never stopped her from her adventurous ways. What this girl needed was a special pill.
“After this whole pandemic thing, I am so glad that Steve is back in the office. I missed our time together,” she was telling me.
How I became a cheating slut xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415
Time and time again I’ve asked my pathetic boyfriend to get the air conditioner fixed. We’re in the middle of summer, how does he expect me to live like this. If he was broke he could’ve just said that! But instead he chose to keep putting it. So I went out of my way to hire someone to come and fix it. Did I know it was going to end up becoming a cheating slut? No. Do I care that I became a cheating slut? Absolutely the fuck not, and here’s exactly how it went.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I’m a tad pleased with myself. See this photo? Lovely, isn’t it? One of the most important moments in a person’s life is their wedding day. It was captured in a still shot for them to treasure. The life-changing moment, gathered before friends and family when they exchange vows and promise to love each other FAITHFULLY till the end of time. That’s what this photo is…or was. A wedding photo. It should have been sacred, off limits, but he let me defile it.
Stupid cupid fucked his marriage when he welcomed me into his life. It’s been a few years now that I’ve been chipping away at the foundation of his marriage. So slowly, he hasn’t really noticed the crumbling under his feet. With naughty whispers moaned into his ear, his cock stiffens for me, and he becomes mindlessly obedient. So when he called last, and I told him I wanted to put my face on his wedding photo, he didn’t even hesitate to give it over.