That’s what this asshole Jason who I met last week said to me about growing up with my wife. We met at a wedding and alcohol was flowing. I asked what made them so awesome.

“Your wife just knew how to throw pool parties.”

We ended up getting separated and didn’t talk anymore that night. On the way to our hotel in an Uber I told her I met Jason and what he’d said. I felt like there was some innuendo there and turns out I was right.

“Oh my god what did he say?” the wife asked.

I grinned at her and she said “Holy shit don’t tell me he actually told you.” I just smiled, said nothing, and she said “Holy fuck. Did you tell him about your fetish?” I didn’t but I didn’t answer her.

“I want to hear your side of the story tonight while we fuck.”

“Not much to tell. I never fucked him. Did he tell you we did?”

I said no, she rubbed my cock through my pants, and said it would be story time back at the hotel.

We started out with her blowing me and then she tells me that all she did was blow him two summers in a row usually at her pool parties. They grew up together and were close but she never wanted to be his gf. She would let him go down on her but they never fucked. I asked how many times they messed around and she said “Geez I don’t know. Over a hundred.”

I asked why and she said she loved him as a friend and liked making him happy. He learned to eat pussy pretty well, too she says.

I asked why only summers and she said she just happened to be single both times.

“Where did he cum?”

“If there were people around I’d swallow to make it easy. But there were plenty of times he got to cum other places.”

And the final kicker???

“He was the first guy to ever record me. We used a camcorder and I’m sure he still has it.”

It was the late 90’s. Wow. What I wouldn’t give for that tape. I’m hoping there’s a lot more details to this guy.