After 30 years a wife cheats for the first time

I started to cry because I am married to the most wonderful man in the world and I risked all that I had for a cheap night of sex with another man.

“How about you Laura? Have been with any other men while I have been gone?”

“Absolutely not Jake. I did my job, came home, and worried about you every night. I prayed every night that you were safe, and would some day come back to me.”

“Well Laura, I did a lot of thinking and soul searching while I was away. I knew I had to make a decision. I could either forgive you and put this all behind us, or if I couldn’t, then we would need to divorce and go our separate ways.”

I nervously asked, “What did you decide Jake?”

“First off, I can tell you that I still love you very much. It was a very difficult year away from you. I missed you terribly. However, I also knew that I might have some trust issues with you. I had to figure out if I could trust you again.”

I started to say something but he raised his hand for me to be quiet and listen.

“I know I could never go through that again if you were to cheat on me a second time. So I had to figure out if I loved you enough to be able to trust you again. I have forgiven you, but it has to be more than that.”

I guess this was the moment of truth. Would I get my husband back, or not?

Jake got down on one knee in front of me. He took my hand.

“Laura, this was the position I was in when I asked you to marry me. I am asking you now to let me come home, and let’s be husband and wife again.”

I dove into his arms as we fell to the floor. We kissed passionately as we ripped our clothes off. He fucked me hard and fast right there on the living room floor. It had been over a year for both of us. Yes, I had been using a vibrator some, and I’m sure he jacked off when needed, but this may have been one of the best fucks ever. So much pent up passion and energy. We both came quickly. We laid there holding each other afterwards for about fifteen minutes. His dick stayed inside me the whole time.

We broke our embrace and smiled at each other. I made Jake a promise that I would be faithful to him until the day I died. He told I had better, because I would be history if I didn’t.

I fixed us some dinner and we ate, and caught up. He told me all about his adventures in Europe. We made plans to go travel Europe together in the near future. We drank two bottles of wine, then took a shower together. For the next two hours we made slow passionate love in our bed. It was good to have my man next to me in our bed. It was good to have my life back.

Epilogue:

The next day I quit my job. Jake had more than enough in his annuity from the sale of his business to take care of us. A month later we left for Europe. We spent the next month traveling around Europe. Jake knew where to go and what to see. We travelled a lot of back roads.

When we got back home we found out both daughters were engaged. Nine months later we had a double wedding. Jake was so proud as he walked both daughters down the aisle. So was I.

Eleven months later we had two grandchildren born three weeks apart. I knew our daughters were close, but I have to wonder if they planned all this. Jake and I were awesome grandparents. We had a boy and a girl, and we spoiled them rotten.

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