Every Sunday, my husband Brett and I go to the country club after church. There's nothing I love more than sitting and sipping cocktails in my summer dress in July after a long, boring sermon...except slurping cock in a cumming mess or a cock shooting semen! My husband is oblivious to my flirtatations with the employees there: he's usually too busy ogling some teen hussy instead of ogling my naturally round titties like the waiters do. I have no use for him now anyway: don't tell anyone, but his pencil is all out of lead if you know what I mean... and all out of money too...this life is a joke, if the neighborhood wives only knew that we were really broke and filing bankruptcy, they would get a good laugh, but not for long.
To help make ends meet, I have been fucking all the neighborhood men, my kids friends dads, my girlfriends husbands, the country club staff and random men who golf there too. For a ca$h donation, of course *wink*. I hang out there and by the pool to collect new "clients". No one has a clue, including my hubby. I had to find a way to keep getting my hair and nails done and keep shopping my ass off. After being a spoiled wife all these years, there is no way that I could go back to punching a damn time clock. I wouldn't last a day.
Since I love to fuck anyway, then it is killing 2 birds with one stone, so to speak.