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Chris Flint was a man who liked to dally with women, particularly married women. He was not a man for a long term serious relationship, he like variety in his sexual encounter and he like women who already knew what they were doing in bed, and did not expect him to marry them, at least most of the time. They knew how to fuck, how to suck, and how to make themselves cum. Chris enjoyed making other men cuckolds, he like to fuck their wives, and he liked it even better when they knew it and could not do anything about it, or did not want to do anything about it.
Chris had been a professional athlete, an NFL quarterback, up until a few years ago. Now at the age of 28 he was retired due to blowing his knee, and he was a man with enough money to do what he wanted, which in Chris's case meant fucking the wives of as many other men as possible. He had been a natural with women his entire life, his blond hair, athletic build, and six foot three well muscled frame meant that he had his pick of beautiful women whenever he wanted them. His long, thick cock and plenty of experience meant that he knew how to satisfy them. He was strong as an ox, and able to go all night. From High School to college and on to the NFL he had never had any problem getting any girl he wanted to fuck him. He even did some of his teacher and professors when he was in school.
He fell into fucking married women by accident. After retiring from football he deiced to buy a fixer up house in a nice neighborhood and work on it. Chris had always liked to build things with his hands, and he was no guy to have an office job or anything that resembled a business career. He had plenty of offers for different business ventures, but he knew he did not have the motivation or ability to do well. So he bought a house in a nice neighborhood and got to work. Well he moved in while he was renovating and quickly found that something in his life was missing, a steady stream of hot babes to share his bed.
He looked around his new surroundings and found there was an ample supply of rich wives who were mostly bored with their husbands and wanted a little spice. He was just the guy to provide the spice, and by the time he sold his first house he had fucked all the wives he wanted to. The funny thing was that their husbands would come over and have beers with him, watch footballs games, and want to be around him just because of his NFL background. Yet at the same time he knew that at least three of them knew he had boned their wives. Somehow the knowing the he had made cuckolds of them was a big turn on for him.
The house was done and sold just about the time he had worn out his welcome, and he moved onto the second house and did the same thing again. Now he had just purchased his third house in an upper middle class sub-division call Stillwater Basin. It was a collection of a couple of hundred homes up in the foothills above the city. The house he bought had been owned by some rich foreign students and they had pretty much demolished the inside of the house in the two years they had owned it. Now Chris was ready to get to work repairing the house, and start checking out the local wives to see who he would like to target.
Chris Flint was a man who liked to dally with women, particularly married women. He was not a man for a long term serious relationship, he like variety in his sexual encounter and he like women who already knew what they were doing in bed, and did not expect him to marry them, at least most of the time. They knew how to fuck, how to suck, and how to make themselves cum. Chris enjoyed making other men cuckolds, he like to fuck their wives, and he liked it even better when they knew it and could not do anything about it, or did not want to do anything about it.
Chris had been a professional athlete, an NFL quarterback, up until a few years ago. Now at the age of 28 he was retired due to blowing his knee, and he was a man with enough money to do what he wanted, which in Chris's case meant fucking the wives of as many other men as possible. He had been a natural with women his entire life, his blond hair, athletic build, and six foot three well muscled frame meant that he had his pick of beautiful women whenever he wanted them. His long, thick cock and plenty of experience meant that he knew how to satisfy them. He was strong as an ox, and able to go all night. From High School to college and on to the NFL he had never had any problem getting any girl he wanted to fuck him. He even did some of his teacher and professors when he was in school.
He fell into fucking married women by accident. After retiring from football he deiced to buy a fixer up house in a nice neighborhood and work on it. Chris had always liked to build things with his hands, and he was no guy to have an office job or anything that resembled a business career. He had plenty of offers for different business ventures, but he knew he did not have the motivation or ability to do well. So he bought a house in a nice neighborhood and got to work. Well he moved in while he was renovating and quickly found that something in his life was missing, a steady stream of hot babes to share his bed.
He looked around his new surroundings and found there was an ample supply of rich wives who were mostly bored with their husbands and wanted a little spice. He was just the guy to provide the spice, and by the time he sold his first house he had fucked all the wives he wanted to. The funny thing was that their husbands would come over and have beers with him, watch footballs games, and want to be around him just because of his NFL background. Yet at the same time he knew that at least three of them knew he had boned their wives. Somehow the knowing the he had made cuckolds of them was a big turn on for him.
The house was done and sold just about the time he had worn out his welcome, and he moved onto the second house and did the same thing again. Now he had just purchased his third house in an upper middle class sub-division call Stillwater Basin. It was a collection of a couple of hundred homes up in the foothills above the city. The house he bought had been owned by some rich foreign students and they had pretty much demolished the inside of the house in the two years they had owned it. Now Chris was ready to get to work repairing the house, and start checking out the local wives to see who he would like to target.