THE HOT WIFE | 58
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So like I say. She refused to see any more men. We moved to a new area where we knew no-one, and no-one knew us.
It was odd for me adjusting to our new life. Before, everything had been built around the men she serviced and the sex she gave them. There were breaks, and periods when it was more or less intense - I liked to mix it up, so that she couldn't relax into a routine. And part of that was the different challenges I had set her. But it was always there: we were never that far away from her having to service some stranger or other.
And now there was just her and me. No-one in the new town knew who we were. Of course, she still looked as hot as hell. And she couldn't hide those tits. When we were out, guys would stare. That was funny. Because when I saw some guy looking at her, the guy didn't know what she'd done. What had been done to her. But I knew. I had all the records. Numbers, places, names, details. And I had all photos and videos: my archive. So I would look at the guy across the bar transfixed by her huge boobs, and think ...
... if only you knew!