spunminnesotafun: 502boss: averobz: Reblog this and I will send you nude pics Reblog Yum Those perky
spunminnesotafun: 502boss: averobz: Reblog this and I will send you nude pics Reblog Yum Those perky tits on full display for your husband. They’ve been texting for weeks. First it was small talk, then some light playful flirting, then it got heavier the night you were on that overnight business trip. Just words, but it had certainly graduated to sexting. The next day your husband felt guilty. He ignored her. Which lasted until after your fight that evening. All was forgiven in his text relationship, as he spent the night on the couch the sexting was even hotter. Badmouthing you had become part of the game, and they both pointed out your physical, mental, and emotional flaws while rubbing themselves. As weeks passed his guilt faded. He had largely moved into the guest bedroom and you barely communicated outside of yelling at each other. His communication with her was constant. A suggestion to meet was made and accepted. An out of the way rendezvous in a dark diner. It didn’t take long for the two to adjourn to a nearby hotel. He had told you that he was playing poker with his buddies. The physical consummation of the affair added new fuel to the fire of dissolution at home. Increasingly distant from you, you poured yourself into work. Soon a new babysitter appeared to watch the kids until he got home. The kids seemed to love her. It was her, your husband’s mistress. But you didn’t know. She was there when you were not, showing the kids love while you worked later and later. She would stay when your husband arrived, sharing meals and laughing. Tucking your children into bed. Subtly she had been working her way into their hearts and replacing you. Replacing you in your husband’s bed, in your children’s lives… one night you came home to find her reading them a bedtime story. She kissed them goodnight. While you tucked them in they were distant and you didn’t see her kissing your husband deeply behind you. You didn’t notice him lead her to the master bedroom, past suitcases full of your things. you went to the bedroom and heard moaning from behind the locked door. Then you saw the note:“Susan, this can’t be a surprise really, we’ve been drifting apart for some time, and you’re never here. I found someone who wants to be with us. We are happy. I packed your things. You can stay in the guest room until you find something closer to work. You’ll get served with divorce papers at the office tomorrow. As soon as you sign and they are processed Kaycee and I plan to marry. You may have noticed the kids shied away from you. They’ve been calling Kaycee “mommy” for weeks now. It’s probably best if we just make this a clean break. I don’t expect child support. You can be free. But please vacate this hallway. Kaycee is ovulating and I’m trying to knock her up! Goodbye, James” -- source link