She LQQKed at my Photo Album of Nude Photographs of my Previous Girlfriends,While I Sucked Her Pussy  

sexywhiteboy07 46M
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3/12/2006 6:25 pm

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3/13/2006 8:31 am

She LQQKed at my Photo Album of Nude Photographs of my Previous Girlfriends,While I Sucked Her Pussy


Having been exposed in dozens of lies, and facing her self-imposed polygraph, Samantha was more generous with the truth (or half truth) than she had ever been in a decade. This is all I wanted all along, but it is pretty hard to take, especially after believing this crap for several years. Sam had the day off, so she came into the store and started railing off things that she had been lieing about. I am not a jealous guy by nature, but what she told me confused me and made me a little sick.
She has dated some of her older brothers friends through the years, and her brothers are still friends with them. So when they wanted to crash at our house for Colts games, Indy 500, or just to come party in Indy and go to Broad Ripple, I didn't have any problem with that. The way I see it, one would have to be pretty cool, to let their spouses ex spend the night, and I'm that one cool dude.
Anyway ... she ends up telling me that she DIDN'T sleep with one guy that she told me she did. And then she said she DID sleep with another guy she told me she didn't. This guy was her senior HS boyfriend that she went to the prom with and dated for a year! I always gave her crap for not sleeping with the guy, I mean, they dated a year! Why would one have to lie about something so petty? so .... normal ..?
I mean, thats what kids do in High school, shhhheeeesssh! Especially cuz she knows every detail, of every girl I ever did anything with!
I was just blown away. It was like she was playing me, or lying for sport. As unpleasant as it is, it is first time ever that I find out answers to 10 year old questions. Of course we argue like crazy until she finally leaves. This only fuels my desire for her to take a polygraph, and I'm sure this only increases her paranoia.
I spend the rest of the day calling around to find a rehab that will take her. Finally we are referred to FB.
We check in and it is nothing like we expected. The guy is rude, a smartass, rolling his eyes, not helpful at all. They conference after interview and they decide they will not keep her because she is not addicted to alcohol, or other chemical that she could have life threatening withdrawal from.
That night we have a really big fight, I keep pressing her to continue/finish telling me about what she has lied about.
Amazingly, she gets past her mental block, and opens up and we talk til 3, and we actually really do have some resolve. We keep using polygraph as a reference point for honesty, and I decide if I am going to take a polygraph, I might as well just confess my stuff now, and not be embarrassed in some guys office. I also feel that if I confess and give her my trust to forgive me, that it might encourage her to be honest and open up to me.
So I tell her about 2 dancers that I fucked before we even knew each other (I had always denied fucking a dancer), I told her that I didn't throw away the nude pictures of a bunch of
girls I had taken before us too (I told her I did for years). I admitted a couple girls gave me head that I never told her, and some other petty shit that i always wanted to say anyway. That was really liberating in itself.
We woke up next day (May 3) feeling better than we had in a while, the truth WILL set u free.
Sam went back to FB for next step, they put her in patient room, but nobody waited on her in over an hour, so she left pissed and went to C2 mental health. She had been talking about suicide 2 nights before, yet no one would take her immediately. She called me from C2 and said they wanted to talk to me. I went right down for an interview. They said she would have to come in for evaluation in 1 month, then wait another week or so, then she might get in. I tried to explain that we didn't have a month and we needed immediate attention. That she was contemplating suicide, and that her problem needed was dire. I kept getting the blow off until I started screaming like a madman. I refused to talk to a nurse any longer and stated that I wanted to see who was in charge and I wouldn't take no for an answer. Finally, the MAIN guy came in (to talk or settle me down), and he listened to my spiel. I apologized for being obnoxious and told him what was going on and he took action on the spot, admittiong Samantha and setting up Intensive Outpatient Program, private counciling and a doctors appointment. I started to feel a little better in the fact that Sam was making an effort to get clean. I felt like once she was clean and had a straight mind, then we could work on our relationship.
She was warm and appreciative when I got home from work. I went for a jog, and when I got home she said she wanted to have sex while I was all sweaty. We had dinner and put kids to bed and then she got out my photo album of nude girls (dubbed pussy pictures) that I admitted to (I went to my cousin's house and got a locked chest of photos, letters, diaries, etc).
This got her hot and brought out her honesty, because she ended up telling me some more sex history that she had lied about. We tried to make that night like our past nights of drugging ('cept we were totally straight, LO.
We went and pulled out bed in G-Bar, but it wasn't the same. It was still nice, we had sex twice (once in G-Bar, once in Bedroom) but it was weird.


hardtrucker59 57M/50F

3/12/2006 6:57 pm

Man that some deep shit!!!!!!!!!!!!


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