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My wife prefers her clamshell to her iPhone, and that is the proximate cause of the following events. At 52, she is not tech savvy, but luckily, she has the body of a woman who would be, say, about 40 years old. She is from a higher social class than me, both of her parents being professionals, and mine were blue collar. So she is another case of a higher class woman being attracted to a more manly lower class one. She is about 5'5", 135 pounds and voluptuous. But her figure doesn't correspond to her manner (or long legs) which is formal, but friendly. Of course, men who don't know her hit on her (but then younger women still occasionally offer themselves to me), but we have an ironclad contract achieved after one instance of my straying, which she knows about, and one of hers, which I suspect but she always denies. Whatever. We are happy, so I wouldn't expect her to be looking around.

The other day, when she was outdoors, her iPhone pinged, a message. She doesn't even know which sound applies to which app. So, absent mindedly, I opened it up to tell her what she had received. A cold shiver ran down my spine, the message was simple: "When can I show it to you again in person." A photo was attached, and it was a nice cock with a hand around it. The hand was so smooth, it must have been a boy's hand. At least it wasn't Emma's, my wife's. Instinctively, I wrote back: "Remind me about the first time." He must have thought that strange, but wanting more from my wife, he quickly replied, "Was there anyone else? I was the box boy at the supermarket, Josh, you remember, ...

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