Part 1

I work in a recording studio and my fiancée would often come by and hang in the lounge with the artist’s entourage of friends and hangers-on. It started two nights ago when my girl came to my work and I was recording a hip-hop act. Some of you would recognize the rapper easily. This is about his bodyguard, a 6’6” former Crenshaw linebacker. He got to talking with my wife for a long time while I finished up. When I took her home we ate dinner quickly and went to bed. My fiancée is a kinda small brunette with long hair at 5’4” but she has very large tits for her small frame. She prefers going braless and wearing tight tees. I love when she gets attention so I never interrupt her when guys chat her up.

So I awoke in the middle of the night to the light of her phone going off. It wasn’t just a text from the bodyguard, it was the end of a long flirty conversation that lasted about an hour while I was sleeping.

She’d sent him some revealing bikini pics and let loose with a lot of loosely veiled double entendres.

I went back to sleep and woke in the morning while she was showering. I went to check her phone and she’d deleted the conversation. I’m not going to confront her but I’m gonna keep trying to check her texts.

I’ll follow up if this continues. Sorry for no sexy details or sex stories. I just had to share this though.

Part 2

Today my fiancée and I hung out all day. We watched some porn, got high, had drinks, and later she let me fuck her. I’ve been on edge because of her texting this guy and coming in her much more quickly than I usually do.