Thats how it all started, the wife and I had split up just before xmas. I went on the works do, got pissed and went with the office bike. The wife fou...d out and all hell broke loose. I came clean and the wife said she didn't want to lose me could we try again.I said we had to be honest with each other if we were going to try again. she said ok what do you want to tell me? I just thought fuck it nothing to lose, so I told her I loved the idea of her showing herself to other guys.Well she nearly. Over a period of several months, he had built her a new garden shed. Installed a ship-lap fence to her garden boundary. Fixed her kitchen cabinet doors and a few other odd jobs that needed doing. During that time, their friendship had blossomed and steadily became something more. John was mindful of his marital status and also that she was completely inexperienced in the ways of the world.For someone slightly more than twenty years older than him, it was obvious her naivety was a major. I pulled her toward me to snuggle. But she wiggled free. "I have to pee," she said. I sensed an opportunity."Well, what if I don't let you go?" I had kept my arm around her. When I spoke, the arm tightened. She started to struggle."Honey! Do you want me to wet the bed?" No, but I might want you to wet me," I replied. Her eyes widened in shock. I'd never breached the subject of the latest fetish to catch my eye. She'd responded favorably the first time I spanked her. She'd struggled then, too,. Hadn't he read that about a million times before? These women all write that, thinking this is what men like to hear. After all, don't all guys love yelling at the TV screen as they cheer on their favorite football, baseball, or basketball team? No, not every man is like that. Dan liked reading books. Taking walks in the woods, going to the movies and listening to music. He pretty much hated sports. No, this woman's blatant and probably phony attempt to be "just one of the guys" didn't interest.