At thirty six I was bored. Although I had a good job, a growing portfolio of buy to let houses, and a family comprising of a wife and two kids I wanted something more. Then it happened when my next buy to rent house was ready to let. I must have had thirty people wanting it. I whittled the list down to just three. Most unlike me one of the three was a pair of girls. Normally I discarded singles and same sex, but there was something about the one young lady. She was twenty one and exceedingly confident and had something about her that attracted me to her. No, it wasn't just her big tits or sexy wobbly arse, she just exuded something and it had me captivated.
Well I gave her the lease and all seemed well until the fourth month. I dropped around to collect the rent as she said she didn't use a lot of banking and was paying in cash. She invited me in. It wasn't that she couldn't pay it was that she didn't want to pay, well not in cash. It became apparent that she was more than willing to pay in kind. The kind that included her body. She wanted to prostitute herself. We sucked and fucked our way through the afternoon. I was looking forward to the the following months rent. I had thought the two women were lesbians, obviously from what had happened they weren't lesbians.
Fortunately for me my wife had no idea about my business arrangements so I could absorb their rent without my wife ever knowing. For the next month, I felt that I may had found what was missing in my life, a lover. The next months rent was due and I was looking forward to another afternoon with Jennifer. Imagine my surprise when her partner Alex answered the door. She was nice, but nowhere near as sexy as Jennifer. Like Jennifer she paid in kind. For the next three years they paid in kind, Jennifer one month and Alex the next. I thought I had it made. My job was going well the portfolio had grown to eighteen and soon to be nineteen houses. The kids were growing fast and slowly becoming independent and my wife seemed quite happy, as was I with my two lovers.
Then I thought it was all going wrong when Jennifer announced that she was pregnant just after we had finished screwing for the latest months rent. She insisted that the baby was mine. I offered her money for an abortion should she choose one. Jennifer made it clear that she intended to have the baby. I asked what she wanted from me. She was quite clear about what she wanted. A better house with a nice garden for when junior started to get mobile and some financial backing. The first was easy as the latest house was just about ready and it had a very nice garden that just needed a bit of TLC. The financial backing I had to be a bit more creative and put her down as doing my accounts for me and therefore got a regular wage. Alex was also good with the new arrangements as she had a boyfriend that she wanted to move in with her. All seemed back on track.
Now Jennifer was on her own, it was easier to see her of an evening and our sex life flourished, as did mine with my wife as she wanted more since the kids drifted away from us. Soon Gregory was born and I gave Jennifer all the support that I could. Fortunately she understood that there was no way that I was going to leave my wife and that didn't worry her. Then she was pregnant again, and again she insisted that the baby could only be mine. I must admit that I was enjoying this new father bit. Then Sophie was born.
Again I gave Jennifer all the support that I could. At forty seven I was a dad again and was chuffed to bit. That was until I walked in on Jennifer as she made love to someone nearer her age than mine. Perhaps it was that I wasn't quite so virulent as I had been and my stamina had waned some. I was so shocked and upset. Although I had seen them at it they hadn't seen me. I was now wondering if the kids were mine. I didn't let on that I had caught her fucking someone else. After all I was married and she was single and could sleep with whoever she wanted to. But I did wonder had she set me up all those years ago, and took hairs to test for DNA.
It came back that both kids were mine, but by the time the results were back she had slept with two more men that I knew of. How did I know, well I bought Jennifer a baby monitor with screens to watch, she could see the baby and the baby could see Jennifer. It was sat on the mantle place where it could see most of the room. What she didn't know was it transmitted both ways and sent the video over the internet via the cloud and I had access to it.
Having seen that I bought a miniature camera to install in her bedroom and soon found the excuse to spend time in there when she went out with a friend and I stayed looking after the kids. In some ways I wished I hadn't installed it as I was soon watching Jennifer getting hammered by one of her lovers. Although it made me annoyed and jealous, what it did do was to make me work harder when I was shagging her. The Viagra also helped. I was pleased that it was just two lovers and not a chain of them.
Then the Corona Virus hit and when restrictions were put in place I continued to see Jennifer as I was part of her support network as well as her lover. I was pleased to see the two other lovers dropped by the way side, obviously sticking with their own families. Both of my children were holed up with their partners and partners families, leaving just my wife at home. Stupidly she didn't believe that it was anywhere near as bad as it was and perhaps she was even a non believer. Anyway she caught it quite early on and in just six weeks lost her battle to it. The worse bit was not being able to see and support her.
The funeral, was to say the least a strange and upsetting one. Afterwards the kids went back to their partners. I was now virtually living with Jennifer spending about five out of seven nights with her. Although she loved the extra support and the kids loved me being there she still seemed to want her last bit of independence.
As the first lockdown was eased one of her lovers appeared back on the scene and the camera caught them a few times, in the bed I shared with he,r on the web cam. I was again jealous and tried to up my game. In some ways I was pleased when the second lockdown happened and he again stayed away. This time Jennifer accepted my offer to move in full time. I soon discovered that she was texting with him three or four times a day. He was telling Jennifer how he was going to fuck the daylights out of her when the lockdown ended. Jennifer was replying how she longed for that to happen.
As much as I loved Jennifer she was using me as a meal ticket and to look after my kids. I tried even harder to not only please her with the kids, but also in the bedroom. I also had other issues I was dealing with as two of my houses came vacant and one family went back to their own country and another suffered several deaths due to covid. I had to have both houses emptied and cleaned to re-let. I also thought about letting my own house as I was spending all my time with Jennifer and the kids. It took some while but I did manage to let the two houses when people were able to move again, but I decided to keep mine empty for the time being.
The texts with the one lover ended and looking back on her phone I discovered that he had got his wife pregnant and probably decided to make a go with her, without cheating on her. Then texts to her other lover seemed to resume. It was clear that the minute restrictions were relaxed she would be banging his brains out again. From his replies he was gagging for the day to come around.
I was upset the day it was announced that restrictions were ending. I wondered if Jennifer would kick me out back to my own house and move lover boy in. That didn't happen, but while I was at work he was around and fucking Jennifer at every opportunity. It hurts, hurts hard, knowing that the love of my life is fucking another man.
That brings me to now. I still cannot make my mind up if I should move back to my own house and only support her for my kids, or just suck it up and put up with her fucking another man and say nothing or finally have it out with her and see what she wants. The problem with the latter option is that Jennifer and her lover are both fifteen or more years younger than me and I could find myself on my own. I do see my other two children fairly often now and I have told them about my other life and two children with Jennifer. Neither seems to want to meet either the kids or Jennifer. My other and final option is a clean break and just support my kids and look for another partner.
Help, It's me that now needs support now. What should I do? What would you do?
