I got caught 2.0

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Eric F

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I have cheated before but not like this and the reason I feel bad is because I really don’t feel bad. Let me explain…….
It all started as an internet affair, I saw her ad on a personals site and I was really interested in her. I asked a few questions and she told me about herself and sent me a pic. Well that’s all I needed. I just had to have her. We talked a bit and then love settled in. She was an immigrant from Italy living on the west coast. She was new in the country and she needed money. It’s complicated but I started stashing money away for her. I had to hide some money from my wife and it was really difficult. Then I got the rest of the money through an inheritance when my grand mother died. I know grandmother would want me to do this so that’s what I have spent her money on.
Moving on I sent the money last week and she caught a ride across country. The first time I saw her in person she was beautiful she was leaning up against the wall. She was tall dark with black hair and was from nicely curved stock. She was in general a bit heavier than the pics lead me to believe. But she was beautiful to me. I was really nervous and excited at the same time. I knew my wife was not going to be happy with me again. After a brief introduction we were off I decided she was going to live upstairs in my house. We had a stop to make first though. I was in love all over again. I put her in the front seat of my truck and we headed off.
When we were finally alone she was more ready than I. I took my time, but she hit me right in the shoulder. She started smoking …….allot I knew she was a smoker but gee did it have to be this much? She beat me black and blue so it was time to go home.
When we got home my wife wasn't there, good news for me. I pulled up in the drive way and my neighbor caught us. I introduced her to him and he thought she was beautiful too. He mentioned that my wife was going to be really upset when she found out. I did not care. She needed to clean up after our long afternoon and I prepared a hot sudsy bath for her. Dried, she needed some oil to keep her looking young. Then just as I was finishing the front door opened and I heard the rustling of grocery bags,
Oh no my wife was home. What was I going to do? She walked into the kitchen and caught us. She looked stunned I could not think of anything to say. My wife then said how much has I spent this time. I got nervous and had to lie. She bought into it and then said I need to cut back on all the immigrants I am bringing home. All was ok for now…….
Sure there have been a few others, an elegant friend from England named Lee E. and a Russian czarina named M. Nagant and a brief encounter with a German but she was really weird and we won’t discuss that. But this one I have now is the best of all An Italian named C. Sharps with measurements of 50-90 and a height of 32 inches. She is the best of all!
 
Pertinacity at its finest.

Wilt thou wine and dine thy newest piece of... *cough* rifle?
 
Okay I didn't get the joke, but I've heard the same long story before ... ending with.. And that's when I had to take her back to her preschool, before the teachers noticed. Sick, but funny that way because it's a long story with long buildup.
 
I was thinking to myself "What does this have to do with guns?" Then I thought "Why would you post this on a public forum?"
Then I got to the punch line. You had me fooled. :D
 
I haven't had enough coffee yet today, mainly because I'm using the ice pick to take off my coat (24"+ of snow over the weekend).

You really had me going, though....great story...


Yeah, I have her Romainian cousin, also called M. Nagant, and a Yugo relative initialed S.K.S.
 
The perfect ending would have been:

Yes, she was The One for me. I truly loved her. That day, I took her out and I shot her, And it was beautiful. Not cheap and dirty like all the others that I had shot before her.

And... don't just keep your lovely Italian friend to yourself, post some naked pictures of her for the rest of us to enjoy. :evil:
 
I could go on and change the whole demeanor of the story...

And I used her. I used her day in and day out for weeks on end. She loved being used but she wasn't one of these ladies that you could use cheaply, like the Russians or the Romanians. No. This fine Italian lady did nothig cheap. She was much fun and didn't mind getting really dirty, but she was an expensive love. I nearly went broke feeding her, but oh, did she put out. :D

Gun pr0n at its best!
 
Ok guys I took some funny pics but I could not find the cable to get the pics off the camera. And I am going on vacation tomorrow so I wont have time to fine it until next week. Sorry. Just be patient:neener:
 
The perfect ending would have been:

Yes, she was The One for me. I truly loved her. That day, I took her out and I shot her, And it was beautiful. Not cheap and dirty like all the others that I had shot before her.
:scrutiny::uhoh:

Sounds more like a psycopathic confession.

Depending on the story, though...


... and a brief encounter with a German, but she was really weird and we won’t discuss that.
:eek: I'm sleeping with a sexy 25-year-old from Germany--is there something I need to know? :uhoh:
 
Yeah the one I had lied about her stats she said 8mmx57 and she probably was when she young but age put some size on her and she did not look good when she showed up, She had been used more than what I like and by total strangers. not too classy.
 
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