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I confess that I find adultery to be worse than most crimes.
It was a long time ago, back in the '70s, but I turned my wife into a bar slut. At the time she confessed, I thought it was all her own doing, but in retrospect I realized how much my own faults and unconscious manipulations grove her in that direction.
A female friend of mine recently told me that from the way I described the situation, my wife was a sex addict, and I become her enabler. One of the things I did to enable her was OK her going to bars alone, even though it should have been obvious how that was going to end up, and even though a couple of my female friends at the time told me there was "only one reason" why a sexy young blonde, blue eyed wife (she was 24 then) would want to go to a predatory pickup bar alone. But I didn't listen.
I didn't take her adulteries so well at the time she confessed, but I was in denial then. I've come to agree with my current friend over time, that I was deliberately setting my wife up as cock bait because I knew she loved sex and would find getting wasted and being hit on to be almost unbearably tempting and exciting. It was almost no time at all before she was letting guys take her for rides, to be fondled and fingered and fucked. My friends could see right through my real motivation, and my wife as it turned out, could see the same thing. She sensed that I really wanted her to do it, and it made it that much easier for her to say "what the hell?" and follow her lustful desires.
In the years that have passed, I've learned to accept what I did and accept that it's what I wanted, and I really get off now, remembering all the things she confessed to so graphically, and fantasizing about the other things she did, that she's only hinted about, but still won't tell me.
I confess that when I was 22, a friend I had known almost our whole lives got married. To make a long story short, I blew and rode her grandfather twice during the reception; It was adultery for him, and I missed about half of the party even though I was a maid of honor. I had a short convo with his wife/friend's grandmother when she stopped me to say hi on my way out to my car at the end of the night. It was probably the most awkward feeling I've ever had, since she was clueless and I was still full of cum.
I ended up having to shampoo my car seat the next day. The worst part is that we all saw each other pretty frequently because it was a small town. XD;