Shagging Married Women

Fair questions that deserve answers. But not from me.

I'd suggest doing anything possible other than answering a question. Shout, scream, do anything except answer the question.
Mr Trump I assume?
 

OneTenner

LE
Book Reviewer
Fair questions that deserve answers. But not from me.

I'd suggest doing anything possible other than answering a question. Shout, scream, do anything except answer the question.
Look me up when your around Netheravon next. I'm working om this 'slinkey' theory.
 

Oyibo

LE
Look me up when your around Netheravon next. I'm working om this 'slinkey' theory.
I'm not going to marry you and do a freefall after you have packed my 'chute. How many bloody times do I have to tell you?
 
Pork Pied my fair number of Married Birds over the years, the only one I remember now was a Ginger sort I picked up, literley in Boobs in GUZ, on a Thursday night. She was a dirty mucker and it was back to hers for fun and games.

Knew I was in er, trouble when it was not upstairs we went but on on to the couch for the dirty deed, seems her kids were asleep. So come 6.30ish its time to FO. So as I get dressed and leave the not so sleeping beauty on the couch I clock the picture of Hubby all shinny in his POMMEN stuff (PO Marine Mechanic Engineer) on the fire place mantle piece.

So off I scuttle, along with quite a few other JRs back to GUZ for we were all on the Married Patch. Like cockroaches when a touch is shone upon them. Taxis and make it fast.

Shower and change, assemble on the flight deck duty watch 08.00. So as I turn too the ship tied up along side allows those from the nights watch shore leave, and sure enough of goes home the loving POMMEN to his loving wife who is full of my **** both ends.

Do wonder what happened, next divorce I guess, kids came downstairs, Friends witnessed it, and I left a big skidder in the shitter.
The busiest night in BOOBS nightclub was always when a ship had just fcuked off on deployment.

Matelots wives were the very best.

Dirty, dirty scutters.

I even loved the fat, ugly ones.
 
I have regularly deployed the following tactic in bars.

Find a suitably aged looking woman. Smile at her, flutter eyelashes etc. Approach hot young scutter. Tell her that aforementioned woman was hitting on you and you saw her removing a wedding ring. “Do you mind if I hang with you guys for a bit to put her off”.

Rinse, repeat, etc...


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CRmeansCeilingReached

ADC
Moderator
Ooh don’t say that,,,
You now know that there’s at least twenty 60-70yr old Arrsers up in their attic thumbing (!) through their collection of 80s Knave, Razzel and Men Only trying to work out who she is! That’s just cruel.
Easy. Just go through all the back-issues from the 80s and 90s, turn to Readers' Wives, and look for the issued furniture and curtains in the background.

I'm reasonably confident that there will only be one wife with a backdrop like that. Job done. :D
 

Fang_Farrier

LE
Kit Reviewer
Book Reviewer
Well I'm married too & been shagging a married woman for over 25 years!






She is called the Wife.

Sorry no photos, but if you buy Escort she was in readers wives when we were at Uni in the mid 1980's.
It paid for a few beers & a curry then bouncy bouncy at her digs, nurses are so dirty when flirty.
Nurse you say.

That will be the July, 1984 edition then.
 
Well I'm married too & been shagging a married woman for over 25 years!






She is called the Wife.

Sorry no photos, but if you buy Escort she was in readers wives when we were at Uni in the mid 1980's.
It paid for a few beers & a curry then bouncy bouncy at her digs, nurses are so dirty when flirty.
You see fanny every day you lucky cnut.........gizza job, go ahead, gizza job.
 

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