Some of my married life

[Christmas_Christmas]

Immediately after the wedding, my husband and I were forced to move in with his parents for some time, because in the apartment in which we were going to live, my parents had already started a major renovation... And it turned out that after the move, my husband and I had very little “free time” space" for sex... At home, there was always someone there. His mother…. Who could easily “break into” our room at any moment for any trifle... his father... his younger sister..
For a while, my husband and I “hide” what we were doing in our room... I restrained it as best I could myself, at least I didn’t make any sounds when we were making love... although it was very difficult to do, especially when I came)))... here we must pay tribute to my husband’s parents, who tried to behave “normally” even when I left our the room with my husband always pretended “that nothing terrible had happened”...
Here I will be short and will only say that despite all my cockroaches in my head, I still have at least some principles.. and for my parents, mine, my husband’s, are sacred, and I have never considered either my mom or dad, or my husband’s parents…. As a “sexual object”... I’ve probably upset a lot of people here on the forum and they won’t read further... But damn... I’d rather die than try to “peep what’s under my mother’s skirt” or at least somehow “seduce” my father... both my... and my husband)))
But that’s not about that now... in the end in the end we got tired of it all... And my husband and I started having sex on “neutral territory”... we just drove around the city in my husband’s car and chose secluded places where we could have sex.. When we did THIS right inside the car, sometimes we stopped at some specific places... deserted courtyards, all sorts of “dead ends”, as my husband says, and so on....
We especially liked...damn this “arch” or whatever it would be more correct to call this place...a passage or damn passage between two houses, which stood very close to each other... This “passage” rested against a blank wall... in short, the place was simply ideal... there were no passers-by, and among the “outsiders” there were only two windows that “looked” into this arch..
nIn short.. my husband parked the car near this “passage”, he and I went there.. and did all sorts of interesting things there... This went on probably for about a month...
And imagine my surprise when he came to me during lunch break , sat down at the table.. and next to my office there is a cozy cafe and many people often have lunch there...damn, a “young man” came up and sat down next to me...and began to “claim rights to me”..
I’ll be brief... the point is that this young man lived in one of those two “arched” houses and it turns out he was always watching our games with my husband... But he took us not for a married couple.. but for lovers.. well, in fact, what kind of sane husband would take his wife to such a place to fuck her... that’s what the bedroom is for...
In short, for a while this guy just watched us... mistaking us for lovers... and then he accidentally met me in the city when I I was with my cousin and his small children... well, he took me for a wife, and my brother for a husband... especially since the children behaved with me “in a family way” and I really from the outside could have been mistaken for a mother... I am that day I helped my brother pick up his nieces from kindergarten, because... his wife was in the hospital... for about two weeks now...
So, this unfamiliar man, quickly telling everything... declared that he knows that I am “a whore and I’m fucking my ass behind my husband’s back "... but the main thing.. is that if I refuse to “serve” him too... he will tell everything to my husband, that is, to my brother, that I am cheating on him... “Scared” that he would come to that kindergarten, wait for my husband, well, brother, well, will tell him about everything... And to think, and most importantly make the right decision, he gave me only 3 days... and then...
I told my husband everything that happened... and we laughed for a long time at this whole situation... We laughed together already with my brother and his wife, who by that time had already been discharged from the hospital... It was really funny... threatening that my husband would find out that he himself was fucking me in that arch...
But I had no time laughter... because I had to give an answer to that stranger the next day... and I haven’t yet decided for myself exactly what I will do..
Also, the words of my brother’s wife “sat” in my head.. “Your situation Natasha, it’s like something out of a comedy... and you can change, and it seems like you have an excuse... You’re doing this because of “blackmail”...
Yes, I understand that everything I wrote is complete garbage... but it was so interesting later. . to be continued... But that’s a completely different story))

[alexey.bro]

But that’s a completely different story))

And you know how to create intrigue) what happened next?) the situation is of course very funny

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but the main thing.. is that if I refuse to “serve” him too... he will tell my husband everything,

In my opinion, this is what the hopelessness of a person looks like) who can’t do anything on his own

[Christmas_Christmas]

a little later, maybe... I’m at work now.. and the boss just told me... damn.."put a piston" that I’m not working and I’m on the internet...

[alexey.bro]

and I just had a boss... damn.."put a piston in"

oh these bosses, it would be better if my husband put a piston in instead of boss... joke)))

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[Stopkin]

these bosses, it would be better if the husband inserted the cap, and not the boss... joke)))

maybe the boss with the cap

[alexey.bro]

Natali_Natali, and you have quite an interesting story, the beginning married life)

[mouse]

But that’s a completely different story))

What an interesting story. Will there be a sequel?

[Christmas_Christmas]

Most likely not.. because as I have already mentioned in some Topics.. there are “authoritative” forum users... who simply don’t like the remarks of “mongrels” like me... and they resort to personal insults. ..

[mouse]

most likely not.. because as I have already mentioned in some Topics.. there are "authoritative" forum users... who simply don’t like the remarks of such "mongrels" like me... and they switch to personal insults...

Who are these authoritative forum users and why do you call yourself a "mongrel"? We are not mongrels, but young, smart and self-sufficient girls. What about personal insults? Let them try. A kick to the balls will seem like a slight tickle to them.

[Christmas_Christmas]

Who are these other authoritative forum users and why do you call yourself a "mongrel"?

don’t pay attention to my previous remark... it’s just this I have "complexes" like this... from a past life... it’s just when you allow yourself to be humiliated... "in sex" in "relationships"... I react very sharply to insults in life.. to insults that are already heard in everyday life...