I Am Not A Shark, But An Orca! - Sex Stories

I Am Not A Shark, But An Orca!

... her lover. Naturally the wedding was called off discretely by Ralph. Seventeen years later Ralph told me about the free of charge PI investigation. I thought I also had undergone some secret, random, free of charge PI investigations too. So I had independent evidences I was faithful to Ralph until his deadly car accident. I was invited to Ralph’s condo for a coffee, his was more of a milk bases drink than normal coffee, when he confided about his break up. He was devastated by Irene’s infidelity, regarding her as an extremely silly woman, for not keep her legs closed with the other person when she was betrothed to him. He was honest about his unhappiness. I reciprocated telling him my problems especially about Chlamydia and its consequences; the only way to rectify the problem was by surgery. It was going to be a while before this could be afforded for I had only half the money saved that was required. A costly exercise with no guarantee of success, this was a gamble that needs to be taken. But I could not tell him of my earlier lifestyle and my cure of syphilis and how easy it was for studs to have their way with me. I was deeply ashamed of my behavior. In fact I was glad of Irene’s sexual escapade with somebody else, for now Ralph was now available. It did not stop me from having Ralph in my pussy that day. Later he told me that he had liked me, very much admiring my desire have my own child, not an adopted one. He was hundred percent right. My relationship with Ralph ...

... continued to develop steadily while living side by side as neighbors for about a month, before moving into his condo. Soon I discovered that Ralph was interesting to me, preferred low fat milk to beer for he disliked the beer gut appearance so many men developed after consumption of large quantity of alcohol. Nor did he like the abuse both verbal and physical of drunkenness resulting from alcohol consumption. Half a year later Ralph offered me the remaining money required for the fertility surgery. Accompanying me to Chicago where the restorative surgery would take place. After the operation I was informed that it went as expected, I was expected to allow time for healing in due course my fertility should be restored. I regarded myself as a very lucky lady. He proposed to me, asked if I wanted to be his wife to achieve my fantasy, the family with two children, of course I accepted. We had an ordinary wedding with parents, relatives and friends. Honeymoon on Seychelles Islands where our baby production began in earnest. Our daughter was first born followed by our son a year later. We purchased a lovely house. I was happy with two beautiful kids and a good husband, who loved me so strongly as well as being devoted very much to our children. It was my plan to exhaust my husband with my pussy so he couldn’t get it up any more or to suffocate him with my pussy over his face, when I saw how Ralph adored our two kids and loved me. I had just breastfed our eighteen month old son while my ...