1. How I Almost Caused Myself a World of Trouble Having an Affair with a Gangsters Wife


    Date: 12/17/2023, Categories: True Story Cheating Consensual Sex Male / Older Female, Male/Female Spanking, Author: _KiltedFlyer

    ... this day.
    
    I slid myself inside her. She was dripping wet. Her pussy fit like a glove. Layla’s moans were raunchy and lustful. Not over the top. Noises that signalled her pleasure in the sexiest way you could imagine. I had a grip of her hips as I pounded away. It was raw, primal and hard. As I started coming inside her I felt weightless. Months of sexual tension all releasing in that moment. Hours of pent-up sexual energy and desire unloading itself while I was still deep inside her.
    
    The connection and closeness we felt in the moments after, as we lay kissing and caressing each other was surreal. I cannot think of a time in my life where it has been replicated. I don’t know where the night went, but suddenly it was 7am. I could not understand how we lost so many hours.
    
    It was a harsh snap back to reality when Layla looked at her phone and had about 29 missed calls and a hundred messages. She made a hasty exit…
    
    Hang on a minute! Had I just been pumped and dumped? It would have served me right for all the irresponsible casual sex and one night stands I had over that last year or so.
    
    I lost the full New Years Day to sleep and recovery that year. On the 2nd of January when I finally normalised, I sensed something was not right. Layla had not messaged. My Whatsapp message to her ...
    ... failed to deliver. Her Instagram account was deleted. Then I seen that I had a voicemail. It was from Jim:
    
    “Listen, I don’t care what you get up to mate but that psycho Houdini thinks you’ve been shagging his Missus. She’s denying it obviously, but he’s full of sniff and on the warpath. He’s been warned not to do anything stupid, but you know what he’s like. Keep the head down for a bit. Maybe think about taking a wee holiday to one of the Spanish properties.”
    
    The message was chilling. “A wee holiday to Spain” was what people in Jims world done when they needed to go into hiding from the law or other gangsters. There was nothing “wee” about it. It was usually indefinite. I wasn’t about to go on the run, but this was the kick up the arse I needed to get back on the straight and narrow and take a step back from this unsustainable lifestyle. I was never confronted by Kenny.
    
    Shortly after this story took place Kenny Carson was arrested following an ongoing investigation into organised crime. He had been under police surveillance for months.
    
    Jim eventually moved back into the family home with his wife and daughters. His businesses continue to thrive to this day.
    
    I never did hear from Layla again. Until…
    
    1st Jan 2024 – 00:02
    
    Unknown Sender
    
    “Happy new year! Miss your face, Layla xx” 
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