We have an agreement that we'll always be honest, and if sex happens with another person, that's not a deal breaker for us, that's not something where we'll have to say, 'Oh God, we've got to go to divorce court because you cheated on me.' Because we don't cheat.

My contractor and I played a round of eighteen holes of golf this morning. We hung out at the clubhouse for a beer then I invited him home to meet the wife since she would be the one home while he was supervising our remodel. My wife brought us another round of beers and some sandwiches and we all sat around and chatted. I could tell John, my contractor, really liked my wife. He told her how beautiful she was. It was then I told him that I took pictures and video of her and put them up on the web for other men to enjoy. After a few beers he was very bold and asked if he could have my wife’s panties. I told my wife to stand up and walk over to him. She did and we both reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties down together. I told my wife to her to lay back on the couch with her head on the arm rest...

We were driving from our wedding to the reception in a classic red convertible with the top down. Decked out in tuxedo and gown, we drew attention. Jane chose that moment to pull her dress up and show me a little surprise.

She was a 20 year old virgin, 115 pounds, fit, tan, in makeup looking gorgeous, long hair floating in the breeze, a devious sexy look on her face, and wearing no underwear. There, in public, lit by the mid-day summer sun, she revealed her sexually charged secret... a glistening wet pussy hiding in wait beneath her flowing white wedding gown.

I was a distracted driver that day.
And our reception must have been one of the shortest on record...