Clementine: His Bride, My Slut: Topping the Honeymoon (Cuckold, Cheating Wife)

When I first met Clemmie at my consulting gig, she immediately drew my attention. Although she was easily 15-20 years older than most of the women at the office, her deep southern accent, fiery red hair, petite body and eagerness to show off her over-sized bolt-on breasts had me thinking very unprofessional thoughts.

When I made my intentions clear, she made it clear that she wanted to remain true to her new fiance, even though she still taunted me with short skirts and barely covered beaming bosoms.

After I watched her walk down the aisle with her Napoleonic jerk of a fiance, I assumed my chances with her were gone.

Imagine my surprise when she returned from her honeymoon and crawled into bed with me. The sweet southern belle turned into a dirty little hellcat, and preferred my bed over her marital one.

Her ring belonged to him, but everything else belonged to me. How long would she remain his bride, but my slut?