When I got out the Navy my first job was working for Sony. They had a plant in PA making big screen tv's. The plant was way out in New Stanton. Which was about a 30 minute highway drive from Pittsburgh. So way out there was country and was mostly white people. At Sony most of the people who worked there were white. So eventually I got cool with dudes and used to hang out with this one white guy and his crew of friends after work. He looked like the fat Jonah Hill when he was in Grandma's Boy.
Looked swagless as fukk. But he had a dime gf! She no lie looked like a young Helen Hunt.
I was baffled by that. But it was whatevers. They shared a house and had a brand new baby and they were engaged. Frequently after work I would just chill with them and his boys instead of going home. Bring a change of clothes and go to work in the am. Besides looking swagless as hell Jonah was trill as fukk. He smoked weed, drank, sniffed coke, held Pitbull fights in his barn. Dude was off glass. So we always had a good time. Always some shyt to get into.
Welllllll.... We went to a Halloween party one night. Me, Helen, Jonah, and two of his boys. Party was lame as fukk but we made it live when we came in. We brought liquor and everyone got shytfaced. When we were leaving Helen grabs my hand and is swinging it back n forth as we are walking out screaming " I GOT MY MANN!!" I play along and skip along with her. Everybody is cracking up! We get back to his house. I thought I had brought some more clothes with me but I had forgot. So I was like fukkkk. Cause we was supposed to hang out tomorrow. . So I made a command decision. . I have to go home and get clothes...It is already late. and I am kinda tipsy. . and I have a big drive. . Helen pipes up. . I will ride with you Ohhh. Ok.. . I look at Jonah and he is like no problem. We get in my whip and are driving. Now she is DRUNK. I am sobering up but a lil tipsy. We are on the highway and she holds my right hand. I am . But keep it together. We get to my house. She comes in and sits in my living room. I run to my room. Get my clothes come out. and she grabs my dikk and slobs me down. I fukked her right there in my living room.. Busted all up in the walls brehs.
After that I would go to his house after work. Chill with him all day. At night he would be . She would come out to the couch where I was and fukk me all night. While my homie was sleeping in the next room over. Then she got preggo. I did not know if it was mine. She was positive it was mine cause she said they rarely fukk anymore. Then she had a miscarriage. I then felt bad about being happy for a miscarriage too. Demonic activities brehs. I am definitely not proud of that. Later they got married. And we fukked at least 4 more times after that.
I feel like he must have known you were fukking her on some cuckold shyt. I mean why would he let his wife go off with you into the night like that, after she was just flirting with you?