Pam is cute, she's a bit curvy, wears a mommy haircut, and mommy jeans and yoga pants and shirts. Pam's son Taylor is 22 at the beginning of this story, and lives at home with his mother and father. I don't want to involve her or her son in my life, as per my wife's arrangement, so I will call this woman Pam and her son Taylor. This story is still ongoing, but it began last year when I was 39, and she was 45. This story is about one particular woman I met, and her adult son. Then I use these women to meet their friends, and so on, until I use them all up, and I go back to that site for more.
That site is populated mostly with bots, but I find the real women among the hundreds or thousands who are not. Given my build and health and demeanor, it is not easy for me to get a date when I like. There is a website specifically for us, for men and women who cheat, or are allowed to do it outside their marriage, or whatever combination one may imagine. She doesn't care if I date other women, but I can never bring them home, never get them involved in any way in our life, and never ever bring home a bastard. My wife and I have an arrangement of sorts, because she just doesn't want to be sexual as often or as differently as I do. I am Bill Mitchell, 40, white, tall, muscular, and married with four kids.