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Custer Laststand said:I agree. It's not unusual in the news.
Not too long ago (during 2011), a woman friend — with whom I do not have a sleeping relationship — introduced me to a married woman friend of hers I'll call "Elspeth," whom she had met not too long before... i.e., it was not a long-term friendship. Elspeth was and is not a "happily married" woman.
The three of us went for a drive up a relatively-large hill outside of town with good views from the top. (In the eastern U.S., it would be called a mountain.) It was overcast and raining lightly; hardly anyone else was there. Elspeth... about 5'4", not overweight, and relatively attractive... began talking about her emotional/sexual problems vis-a-vis her husband, who had lost whatever sexual interest he may have had in her, was unresponsive to her attempts to turn him on and seduce him, and spent his time at home... when he was not working... preoccupied with pornography on the Internet. They have a relatively nice house in a good neighborhood that's attractive inside, my friend tells me. Elspeth used to be an interior designer.
Elspeth had taken a lover, about whom she had reservations. He's been married and divorced 6 times. From her descriptions of him, he displays, I would say, many if not most of the classical signs of a woman abuser. He owns two handguns, one of which he keeps under his mattress on his side of the bed; the other he keeps under his mattress at the foot of his bed (which brings to mind "Haywire" the movie — but, I digress.)
As you've guessed by now, no doubt, the state I live in is one of the many U.S. states that have legalized carrying concealed weapons (read, concealed guns). Elspeth said her husband had never had any interest in guns. But, a month or two earlier he had bought several, including two handguns, and had begun practicing regularly on a firing range.
Enroute back from the hilltop, my friend and I made a fairly serious attempt to convince Elspeth that of the options available to her, by far the worst and most dangerous would be to move in with her lover. Even worse, if she divorces her husband (that's in progress, as I understand it), would be to marry her lover. But, Elspeth... who listened and continued to talk with us... seemed unlikely to accept what we were trying to tell her. When we got back to her place, she made it clear she found me attractive and kissed me, with feeling, on the lips. I kissed her back.
Later, Elspeth mentioned her husband keeps one of his handguns, a .44, under the front seat of their car. (They have one vehicle, which she drives after giving her husband a ride to work.) Later still, my friend and Elspeth stopped by my place; Elspeth was driving. After a bit, as they were about to leave, I asked Elspeth if she had her gun. She said yes. Is it loaded? Yes. Is it holstered, or knocking around loose on the floor? It's holstered. I could see it, she pointed out, opening the door. Part of the holster was visible, projecting out from beneath the front seat. I asked her if she's a good shot. She said she practices on a firing range about every 10 days, and is usually able to hit the target. I mentioned there is a saying: if you carry a gun, it's only a matter of time until you shoot someone. I hoped that would not pertain to her. They left.
More recently, my friend mentioned that Elspeth moved in with her lover. He too had bought her a handgun so she would have one of her very own. She keeps it under (now their) mattress on her side of the bed. Unable to resist, I commented that fucking must be terrifying since, on every thrust, there's a possibility of inadvertently triggering a gunshot — if not three — and blowing a hole in a wall or window. My friend was not amused.
I'm pretty sure all this is going to end badly, but so far (remarkably) no one has been shot. As for me, since Elspeth and her .44 and my friend drove off from my place, I have not seen or talked further with her. There's something about a woman carrying a concealed gun — or a gun out in the open, say in a hip holster — I find unattractive. Maybe it's because of my awareness that a frightened person with a loaded gun is somewhere near the top of the "disasters waiting to happen" scale, and the disaster could be me.
You see, I'm not a gun guy. Some time ago, in response to me stating I don't own a gun and never have, the person I was talking with, visibly surprised, said: Why not? Because I don't need one, I replied. That ended the conversation.
YIKES
When I think of the word Cuckolding I think of a sexual lifestyle that people share.
This is just a straight up cheating drama inducing foolish Lady who watched Pulp Fiction one too many times lol I see multiple people pointing multiple guns at each others heads in B movie fashion before this ends.