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The next day I thought my wife would be giving me all kinds of grief about what happened the night before. Instead she acted like nothing had happened and in fact she seemed more happy and content than usual bouncing around the house like Mary Poppins or something. Even stranger was when her girlfriends came over to have lunch a few days later, they kept giving me these smirks and some cases a seductive look and smile.
A couple of weeks later we went to a New Year's Eve party at one of her girlfriend's house. Her girlfriend pulled almost the same exact stunt and got a similar reaction from her husband. Two months later we went to a dinner at one of her other girlfriend's house who tried to use me a prop this time to get a reaction from her husband.
Afterwards I realized these bitches were playing us. Using us like dancing bears in a three ring circus performing on command to impress or showoff for their friends. This was all a well-orchestrated and choreographed show these bitches had made up for us to unknowingly take part in.
I told the other husbands about my theory and they agreed. We decided the next time these manipulative bitches try something like this we will teach them all a lesson. We will make them play our game by our rules and see how they like that.
The next time my wife tries her little game I may just call her bluff. I may call on the other guys to help me give her a good healthy gang bang or even a gang rape while all her girlfriends watch. I think that should teach her a lesson about playing games and pushing my buttons right?
The End.
Jen's Short Skirt
It was a Saturday morning and I was at work. I just stood there thinking about what happened the previous day.
I cheated on my wife of twenty years with a girl I don't even know, not even her name. And I did it at work, in the men's room.
"I fucked the cleaning girl," I said under my breath.
I said it again to myself, "I really fucked the cleaning girl."
I thought, "Damn! Where did that come from?" And the bad thing, or good thing, whichever it may be, is that I am still horny as hell this morning.
I haven't seen the cleaning girl today. She must be off since there are not many people working on Saturday. Just thinking of her makes my dick stir in my pants. Damn that was hot.
I had been day dreaming all morning about the past days events when my thoughts were interupted suddenly by Chris' voice.
"Damn, these new saftey shoes suck," Chris said with an aggravated voice. "We need to say something about them."
It took me a minute to snap out of my daze, but I finally responded.
"Why don't you tell Jen," I said. "Here she comes now."
"Why is she here on Saturday?" Chris asked.
"I don't know. She must be behind on paperwork, or something," I replied.
Jen was in charge of safety at the plant. She was walking our way and moving briskly. Chris turned around like he was going to say something to her, but then just watched as she walked on by.
"Could that skirt get any shorter?" Chris asked, as Jen walked by.
I just laughed and kept working, acting like I didn't notice the short skirt the petite Saftey Manager had on as she walked by.
We both looked as she made her way around the corner of the assembly line. She was really looking good today. Her ass was really making that short skirt look good. It wasn't a tight skirt, but it really made her ass look good as she walked.
"I mean, damn," Chris continued, "How are we supposed to work safely with a distraction like that walking around?"
I just laughed again and went about my work.
My name is Joe, and Chris and I have spent the last six months working together at an auto assembly plant. Chris spends a lot of time looking at the ladies that work in the office. I check them out, too, but I never say anything.
There are a lot of damn fine women in the office, and occasionally they will make their way out into the plant. When they do, all the men go crazy, and try to get a good look as they walk by.
I am no different. I love to check out a nice piece of ass, and I would love to see what Jen is hiding under that skirt. She is fine as hell.
Jen is a petite woman, slim, with a very nice ass. She is about 5' 4" tall, 35 years old, and from what I can tell, has very nice banana shaped tits. Her skin was milky white, and she wore glasses. She had that librarian look, but very sexy.
This particular day she was wearing a white blouse, short khaki skirt, and heels. She always dressed very nice, but today her skirt was shorter than usual.
