1. The Plumber's Daughter


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 88.6, Source: sexstories.com

    everyday running on a treadmill and worked out in the gym three times a week with Debbie my personal trainer. At thirty-five I weighed the same as when we married; 125 lbs, at 5’8” tall, with 32” hips, a 22” waist, and my bust is a 36 C. I can easily pass for a woman in her early twenties. My mother still keeps her trim figure and never seems to age as do all the Corbett women on mom’s side of the family. Our sex life was adequate, twice a week. I found out after the divorce the bastard had multiple affairs all throughout our marriage. I thought our marriage was rock solid….the jerk left me for the twenty three year daughter of the Chairman of the Board at my Art Gallery. So much for my job; I resigned in disgrace. Initially I tried to talk to him hoping to reconcile and save our marriage and he didn’t return my phone calls. I waited for him at our Country Club before his Saturday nine o’clock golf threesome. As he was taking his golf clubs out of the trunk of his Ferrari, do you know what he said to me, the psycho-babble crap that came out of his lying mouth? He said, “My therapist explained to me that I am going through a selfish period right now. I am expressing myself negatively, but it is better than repressing my generous outgoing sexuality and my need to share. This no reflection on you, Marie, and I need your full support to get through this unfortunate period in my life.” I hauled off and punched him in the nose for all I was worth, breaking it and said “How’s this ...
    for support you vain pompous bastard? Fix, that you....” What followed was a string of profanities in English and Italian. I grabbed one of his Ping Rapture V2 Drivers from his golf bag and chased him “like a beagle after a rabbit”. That’s the way Patrick described this confrontation when I told him about it and he proceeded to howl like a beagle on scent to get us both laughing. He started tickling me, I’m very ticklish. I broke away and ran outside. I stopped so that he could catch me and kiss me. I love it when he is silly like this. But getting back to the jerk; I chased him right into the Rose Room where a wedding reception was being held. I managed to hit him in the ass with the driver, knocking him off his feet onto the crowded dance floor. I took my engagement ring and wedding band off and threw them to the dance floor leaving him there. I then returned to the parking lot and did a number on his red Ferrari with his custom made golf clubs, breaking and bending every one of them. I was lucky, the whole affair was handled quietly and discretely; no charges were pressed against me to save him and the County Club from embarrassment. Dad confronted the jerk three days later when he came to get his clothes. Believe me, the jerk got off easy. Dad picked him up by the shirt right off his feet and was shaking him like a rag doll. Dad did it right in front the two Private Police Officers in our building that the Jerk brought with him to protect him from me. We divorced and it ...
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