How would you deal with being married to a NYMPHO?????????
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Violet packed her husband’s bags with tear filled eyes as she hated when he took trips that kept him away from home for weeks at a time. But as an International Politics Reporter, Bruce Law was required to sometimes go overseas for months. This time, Bruce would only be gone for 2 weeks but that was more than enough time for Violet to accomplish what she set out to do, each and every time her husband went away.
“I hate leaving you alone.” Bruce smiled at his wife, whom he had been married to for 4 years. Both of them were attending a party on the rooftop of the W Hotel that Violet organized, and Bruce couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off the chocolate beauty dressed in a canary yellow sun dress. He watched her as she laughed with friends, and instantly began day dreaming about her, wondering what she smelled like. He imagined the scent of sweet cherry wood between her legs and her tongue probably tasting like cinnamon. Each time she laughed, he’d smile to himself, wishing that he could be in her world, laughing with her as well from a distance. Her energy was intoxicating, something about her could only be described as alluring. Bruce, a big man, standing 6ft 7and weighing 260 pounds, finished his drink and began making his way over to the 5ft 10 beauty with the gorgeous smile and infectious laugh. The closer he got to her, he was able to take in her scent. She smelled like Vanilla Sugar and her eyes, in the sun, were cognac brown, her hair appearing to be kinky from afar was actually soft and freshly washed, he could smell the raspberry aroma coming from her hair. Bruce kept nearing the small circle of well dressed women until he was standing directly across from Violet who made eye contact with the stranger and smiled softly. Within moments, Violet knew that Bruce would be on her hit list. Bruce smiled as well as a light wind caused Violet’s dress to wrap around her body. Bruce took in the curves of her wide hips, the hardness of her nipples and the fact that she didn’t have on anything under that dress. Violet turned to the side to place her drink down on a nearby table, the wind still forcing the fabric around her body, her ass firm and evident. Bruce could barely contain his excitement and the bulge in his slacks wouldn’t allow him to lie so he extended his hand to Violet. The two of them would talk for hours on the rooftop, her girlfriends eventually leaving her, his friends saying their good nights, a few strangers milling about, including the two of them. He was pleased to find that she actually owned a catering business called Sunshine Soiree’s with 160 employees under her belt between New York and Los Angeles. Violet left her cleaning crew to earn their pay as she and her future husband headed up to one of the Presidential suites on the top floor of the W and within moments of being behind closed doors, Violets wet pussy was on Bruce’s face as he lay on the floor of the swanky hotel room. The two of them were a sexual match made in heaven but what Violet didn’t know was that she’d be influenced by Bruce in a way deeper than sex. Bruce’s love for women and yearning to care for one that wasn’t too proud, too independent and ready for marriage caused him to hone in on Violet in a way that he hadn’t done to any other woman. Violet in return reaped the rewards of snagging a monogamous mate though she often stressed at night knowing that it was hard for her to return the favor. Bruce didn’t know was that the woman he wed had an insatiable appetite and not even the vows they shared would stop her from eating everything in sight.
A year after meeting, Bruce proposed to Violet and the two wed in a small, classy ceremony. Afterward the two honeymooned in Cairo for 10 days and came home to the house that Bruce initially lived in alone, Violet selling her condo and settling in to married life. But the stress of having only one sexual partner was driving Violet insane! Bruce put off traveling for the first 9 months of his marriage, dedicating his time to making his wife happy. But it was Violet who encouraged him to go travel and to do what he needed to do to complete his job efficiently so with her love and support, Bruce began traveling again, happy that he had a wife at home who understood.
“I love you, now come on let me get you to the airport.” Violet said standing on her tippy-toes to kiss her husband who had begun suspecting that Violet was having an affair after finding edible undies in her glove compartment. He never brought it up to her but instead began keeping a closer watch on his 37 year old wife who was no stranger to the kinky things in life. Bruce was nothing to shake a stick at in the bedroom but his wife was always ready to fuck and he knew that he would have to keep up with her or risk her possibly stepping out. The couple drove quickly to the airport, Violet appearing to be patient but was already running behind schedule for her appointment with Dr. Paige. She gave her husband two quick kisses then sent him about his way, pulling off quickly and honking the horn 3 times to signal the words, “I love you,” to her worrisome husband.
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